Zayn Niall Novels & Stories

“Mi è mancata la mia migliore amica.” Sienna blinked. “Okay… not bad. Still sounds like you swallowed a vowel, though.” I threw a pillow at her. “Stop it” She caught it midair. “And you’re blushing again.” “Stop saying that!” Just then, footsteps sounded again from the top of the stairs. Instinctively, I glanced up, just in time to see Zayne descending this time, his phone in one hand, the other shoved casually in his pocket. He looked…effortless, tattoos trailed from his neck down to his chest and arms, grey pants, hair slightly tousled as if he’d run his hand through it too many times.

Daniel asked, "actually I didn't mean it at that time, as it's getting too much for me to handle because of Luna's childishness and tantrums, I'm fed up with her and can't play as she wants, so as soon as possible I want to get away from her." "I can feel you, but you've to stick to your drama for some more time, being hasty can't solve anything, though she is a childish brat, but she is useful all the time if you use her well" Natalie said with a malicious smile, Daniel, now more acting as trusting, inquired about the remaining shares held by Zayn, "fine then, now that we go these, then what about the other shares and the shares belonging to Zayn? How are we going to get them into our hands

I heard Eric say from the other side and I heard another chuckle coming from the entrance. My head snapped in that direction to see Zayn standing there dressed in a Black T-shirt that clung to his body like a second skin, accentuating his biceps and abs. He paired it up with gray sweatpants that matched the color of his eyes. His long black hair was gathered together and tied as a bun on top of his head. In one word, he looked so gorgeous! Dahlia also purred in excitement as she watched him approach us. "El, you accept to be our Luna?" He asked, hope shining in his eyes as he sat beside Zayden and gestured for me to come over. I climbed down from Zayden's arms and climbed into Zayn's arms as

Natalie snatched Daisy's phone, her face frozen in shock as she read the news article about herself. Before she could fully process it, a voice cut through the tension, "You all were quick to accuse Arabella, but what about this hot news? Natalie’s being called out as a liar, accused of stealing songs to become a popular singer and even stealing someone’s husband to have the title of most eligible bachelor’s fiancee." As they turned to see the person, it was none other than Zayn White standing there. "Long time no see, Arabella," he greeted her warmly with a gentle smile. Arabella, surprised by his sudden appearance, just smiled back hiding her surprised look.

We were going to perform ‘Senorita by Shawn Medes and Camilla Cabello’ and I was sweating profusely as we drove through the Ark Town and headed towards New Bryxton Town for the competition. I lied to my brothers as I told them that I will be with Tessa for the entire day as well have to work on a school project, when in reality here I am with Zane, driving in his posh car which feels so cool to drive in. No wonder not only girls but also boys fall at his feet, this car is his impression of superiority. Wearing his Ray Bans and looking as confident and handsome as ever, he drove the car smoothly, with just using one palm. The other one was resting next to my thigh and I wished he’d put it on

"Drop the formal titles. Just call me Hailey. We are practically family now, aren't we?" I blinked, confused. "Family?" The word felt strange in my mouth. My own father had thrown me away. How could Zayn's family want me? "Of course," Hailey said, walking over to the large bed and sitting down. she looked around the room, inspecting every corner. "Even though Zayn took your sister as his Luna, he clearly still needs you. If you are the one to give him his children and heirs, that makes you part of this family, whether people like it or not."

Ewan walked over and put on headphones so he could also listen in. “Hello, Nathaniel. How are you this evening?” The only problem was that we couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation unless he put the call on speaker. We heard shuffling and then him telling Veronica to sit. That’s when we heard the male voice. There was also a female voice on the line as well. “Hello, Barnaby and Veronica,” Nathaniel said. “Hi, guys!” Dominique said. “Hello, Dominique! I’m very excited that you two are coming to England. Do you know when exactly you will be here?” Veronica asked.

"I'm here on official business in Westville, but I thought I'd stop by and visit my fiancée while I'm here. It's only proper." Zayn Palmer, the sixth prince, was a refined and elegant man. He carried himself with an air of unmatched grace befitting a member of the royal family. "Who's your fiancée?" Before anyone else could respond, Nerissa broke in coldly, her face frosty with displeasure. "Hmph! Sneaking around eavesdropping on others, and now spouting such nonsense?" "Nerissa, mind your manners!" Wilson reprimanded sharply. Zayn, however, waved it off with a gentle smile. "It's fine. Nerissa is, after all, a member of the illustrious Xavier family and one of the Ten Prodigies. A little te

As for the menacing Zayn, his body turned into jelly and almost knelt down. This voice. How could it be this voice? Even if he turned into ashes, even if he died, he would never forget this voice. Because the owner of this voice was the source of his nightmares... “Zayn Lewis, you really are something, aren’t you? Did you just flirt with me?” Yvonne clenched her white teeth. The next second, she strode out with her long legs.

Alright, I am gonna look back and give him a my sweetest smile. As I did, I saw the face of an angel. Deep set eyes and chiseled jaws and brows that are so thick, I wanted to get lost in them.I am not kidding. Men with these features should be illegal in Alabama. “I am Zayn.” Offering his hand to me. I hesitantly gave mine and believe it or not, I freaking felt a jolt of electricity. Not the subtle ones but the kind that makes you jerk your hand away and i gave him my ‘what the fuck was that,do not tell me you did not feel that’ stare.