Niall Horan is a pop star who thinks he can handle anything. Even a crush on fellow musician Alaine Hods. He only has one thing on his mind, make Alaine his. But once the demons from his past start to resurface, Niall has to make a choice between Alaine and his sanity… and he never chooses wisely.
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She stormed up to him, rage fully pumping through her veins now. “I have given you space, two almost three weeks’ worth of space, Niall. And what have you given me? Nothing but the cold shoulder; God, it’s like nothing I say or do is good enough for you! Tell me what I’m doing wrong here?” Alaine begged, getting right in his face, taking his water as he attempted a swig. “TELL ME.”
“Nothing,” he shrugged. “You’ve done nothing wrong, okay? Just calm down.”
“No. No I’m sorry but I can’t do that, Niall. I won’t do that. Tell me now or I’m leaving.”
A smirk crept up on the Irish lad’s face as he took the water back from Alaine’s hand and drank some more, pushing past her. “You aren’t going anywhere, Alaine. That’s what I’m telling you.”
“Excuse me? I am not going anywhere? You know this for a fact?”
Niall stood across from her debating what he should say next, part of him was smug, knowing Alaine would never leave him as she’s said it before… but the other part of him was on his knees, wishing that he could explain to her his fear: confessing what he’d done, and had been doing for months now, and have her leave. How could Niall handle that? Confess and have Alaine leave, or be a dick and possibly string Alaine along for as long as he could before she cracked? Option two.
Running a successful international gang is hard but even harder when you're only just turning 18 and running it with your best friend from childhood. Enter Niall Horan and Harry Styles the most powerful young men to walk London. Follow along as the One Direction gang weave through lies, life threatening situations, love, lust, and heartbreak. Better get ready because Niall, Harry, Liam, Zayn, and Louis are some of the finest gangsters going but also some of the most ruthless.
Excerpt from Chapter Two:
“Staring is rude, baby. “ Niall teased when he slid his eyes over to watch Lilliana staring at him.
“I cannot help it that you are so damn sexy. You make me want to do naughty things to you.” Lilliana replied with a giggle, definitely drunk.
“Baby, you have a loose tongue when you drink. I’ll make sure to always have liquor around.” Niall winked as he helped the fumbling brunette into his passenger seat.
Excerpt from Chapter 10:
“Sabella? Is that you?” Niall asked tentatively his voice soft and shaking.
The brunette whirled around and her hazel eyes widened. She hadn’t expected Niall or the others for some time but here they were right in front of her. Her breathing stopped and her heart clenched at the sight of Niall. He looked the same, delicious, but also wiser. He was looking at her with his heart in his eyes.
“Niall.” Was the only thing she could utter before running to him.
Niall opened his arms and lifted Sabella up with ease. She was always so responsive and physically needy and he loved it. The brunette wrapped her lithe legs around Niall’s slim hips and smothered her face in his throat.