Prickly Romance Nia Arthurs Novels & Stories

But that wasn't what quite caught my attention, it was the girl seated on his laps, her long nails trailing seductively down his chest. I stiffened, my fingers curling into fists beside me. Another girl? Seriously? Didn't the orgasm mean anything to him? Was I just another fling to him? God! I couldn't believe how stupid I'd been! "Ariana," Sofia called beside me, pulling me from my thoughts. "You okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Just stressed and all." I mumbled, not sure I wanted to tell her about my little fling with Nick, I still haven't been able to fully absorb it myself.

He’d realize that my inexperienced body and skill is a bore, then he’d move on from my life. Forever. Easy, right? “She’s free for the first period, so she’s probably in the school garden right now,” Olivia responds. “Perfect,” I reply, prepping myself to meet her and sign a deal I may or may not regret. Sex with Artemis Sinclair, Future Alpha King and ruler of all wolf kind. I bet any other girl would be dying to have that offered to them on a platter. I, on the other hand, have sweaty palms and can’t stop hyperventilating from thinking about it.

She held the paper and saw the number and blushed and smiled. Nia moved to Nova Scotia with Sydney because she didn’t want her friend to be alone. She worked at a bookstore. The bookstore was close to the cafe. Ever since Nia started working on the book store more Alphas came into the store. Some of the Alphas were there to buy a book and talked to her while the rest just came in to ask her out on a date. She would always decline their offer but that didn’t stop them from trying again and again.

One of them drooled. Oh, someone please shoot me!! I was amused by how thirsty the women were all acting, one even said she was willing to die for him. Was it for the money or out of genuine attraction? Nia was the last to approach him. My smile vanished the moment she walked up to him. She gave him her hand like the first lady. “Hello, Mr. Hayes, I am Nia, but you can call me Babe,” she said in a soft sultry tone. I clenched my fists till my knuckles turned white. How dare she flirt with him?

The position arched her back and pushed her bottom out shamelessly. Madame Laurent’s blazing lips met her right cheek first, then the left—soft, wet kisses that left trails of cooling saliva. Nia whimpered with need. The older woman grew bolder, pressing Nia’s cheeks together and dragging her tongue across the sensitive flesh in broad, possessive strokes. “Yes…” Nia hissed. She reached back, grabbed the thin waistband of her thong, and twisted the fabric, pulling it taut between her cheeks. The material burned deliciously against her asshole and rubbed hard against her swollen clit.

And just like that, the comments come roaring in like a giant tidal wave—no slowing down. "Wow! Is the forest show really this intense right from the beginning? Nia is being so open about his intentions for Amara. It is honestly pretty daring in front of a fiancé!" "A love triangle right out the gate? This hunt is pure adrenaline!" "Nia has my wolf's vote! Take the lead, pretty king!" "Can our minds even blame them? Amara’s omega charm is working overtime today!"

"I hate how you make me feel." "I hate you too," I breathed back, pulling him closer, my hands sliding down to the small of his back. But it was a lie. We both knew it was a lie. You don't hold someone like they’re your last hope if you hate them. You don't risk your whole career for someone you hate. Jax moved his kisses to my jaw, then down to my neck. I tilted my head back, my eyes closing. For the first time in my life, I wasn't Liam Simpson, the NHL prospect. I was just a guy. And I was exactly where I wanted to be.

Kael finally smiled—a sharp, private thing—as if he’d been waiting all along for her to say the words. Nyxara grabbed her jacket, pain be damned, slipping her arms through the sleeves as if she were donning armor. “We end this clean,” she told them. “No grandstanding. No mercy. No one walks away untouched.” She paused in the doorway, eyes burning violet, the weight of her promise settling over the room like storm clouds. “And if Brielle thinks pregnancy makes her untouchable,” Nyxara said, voice cold as winter, “she’s about to find out exactly how wrong she is.”

Nia's POV The first day of the summit dragged longer than any day I’d lived through. Endless small talk, wine I couldn’t taste, handshakes I didn’t care about. I kept my distance, playing the part of the dutiful assistant, eyes down, mouth shut. But apparently, not everyone saw me that way. “Nia, isn’t it?” I turned to see one of the senior executives from RidgeTech, Peter something, if I remembered correctly approaching me after the dinner.

Fate, or the Moon Goddess. They had a penchant to mess with people. Naira felt funny. When she yearned to marry Zain even in her dreams, her prayers went unanswered. And when she realized this dream would never come true and decided to let go, a bomb dropped on her head. Of course, she loved him too much to dodge it. Hence, the reason why she now stood on the altar in place of Jules Hayden. "Naira Karim, do you accept Zain Adeel as your husband and future Alpha? Do you promise to support him and guide him to be a better leader for the Moonlit Pack?"