Zayn Niall Novels & Stories

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

It wasn't a busy day at her shop as she had one or two people walking in to buy ice cream. "So, I like Derrick, is that a reason to sell me off to a man you just met today? Do you even know him?" Lyla retorted "Derry McClean, son of Victor McClean, a world-famous business tycoon. He owns ten hotels, and sixteen estates across the world, he is even building more estates. He supported many young entrepreneurs to build their businesses. I would not be surprised if he owns the house you are living in," Angelina said and Lyla's eyes widened.

Nolan announced, pride swelling in his chest. “It is good to meet you finally, Blair Rose,” Zayn said. His voice was a deep, smooth rumble that sent a shiver down my spine. “I have heard a lot about you from my son. I can see why he’s so determined to marry you. I’m sure you will make a... perfect Luna.” I looked into his eyes and saw a flash of something dark—a possessive hunger that told me he knew exactly how perfect I could be. My lips trembled into a small, nervous smile.

Zayn invited everyone to take a seat and looked toward Queenie, “It has been a long time since we last met, Queenie!” Queenie smiled shyly. “It’s been long.” Zayn took a glance without changing his expression. “This is?” Queenie explained, “This is my boyfriend, Kayson Yarde.” The corner of Zayn’s eyes twitched, and his gaze turned colder at once. “Queenie, you’re the only one with a partner tonight here. You’re going to have to punish yourself by taking three shots!” Queenie nodded. “Sure thing, sure thing!”

I didn't quite know who was on the screen, so I waited. After taking two bites and a sip of juice, he sighed with contentment and adjusted on the sofa to begin. "First, let's start with the family itself. You already know Zayne's parents and siblings… did you know that Zayne's sister is Zillah?" Tristan gushed. "She's a singer!"

Zayn invited everyone to take a seat and looked toward Queenie, “It has been a long time since we last met, Queenie!” Queenie smiled shyly. “It’s been long.” Zayn took a glance without changing his expression. “This is?” Queenie explained, “This is my boyfriend, Kayson Yarde.” The corner of Zayn’s eyes twitched, and his gaze turned colder at once. “Queenie, you’re the only one with a partner tonight here. You’re going to have to punish yourself by taking three shots!” Queenie nodded. “Sure thing, sure thing!”

Even Brittany got mental after her cheap stunt. "Do we know you two? "I don't remember Kate Middleton and Jay Park at all," Zayn said as he played around with a black laptop that showed Nadhea and Adam Smith were happy outside the prison. This lure is immediately taken by the Brown siblings who do not like this plan to be defeated easily especially Brittany aspires to become the strongest Luna in the Smith family. Zayn coughed as he saw Nadhea Martinez's smile spill over his cold heart. "Are you looking for something?! We're going, Zayn!"

Zayn did not expect the soft sigh from Noel, who seemed surprised and somewhat confused altogether. After some time, Noel slowly opened his mouth and muttered, “You’re wrong.” Zayn’s eyes widened when he heard this. He made a mistake? What did he say wrongly? Was there something else to this young man? “Senior Brother Noel, what was I wrong about?” Noel exhaled deeply and said, relatively reluctant, “This young man is already much more talented than the chosen disciple with the highest record.” Zayn almost bit his own tongue when he heard this. This guy was even more talented than the chosen disciple? How? Had he not just stayed inside for a day? How could he be more talented than the extrem

Allegra staggered back in shock and Shane stared keenly at Zayn who winced removing the whip from around his neck. "Your sister was right, you were actually banished to the other world" He rose to his feet to see her scared face. One he's never seen before, one that was mixed with shock. "Who the fvck are you Zayn?" Shane demanded. "I'm the crowned prince, Zayn Hendrickson of Baridoki" He announced sending more fear into the heart of Shane who had to take steps away from him. "You're the son of--" Zayn interrupts Allegra sharply. "Modrich. And I know your father, Cain and your sister, Aurora. Your kingdom, Dakota. Everything "

Zayn rubbed his chin as he watched Nica lift the hem of her dress, placing her thumbs inside the ribbon that was cinched on either side of her hips. Nica pulled the lacy fabric down the length of her legs and stepped out of the flimsy material. “Hmm, how shall I keep you quiet?” Nica inquired picking up the lace from the floor and passing it under his nose. Zayn closed his eyes and savored the scent of her sex. A smile cracked his face, but he offered no response. Nica hung a single polished nail from her teeth as she strutted a circle around Zayn , her gaze traveling his form as he watched her.