Novels by Hamza K.Khan

Emma Salvatore:-Later in the evening, we opted to take the cheer to our favorite club where the audio was booming and the enthusiasm contagious. We allowed ourselves to be swept by the music as the thumping lows welcomed us in. Together we danced the dancing line, my eyes misting over as I questioned whether we were something more than that simple dancing line.“Cheers to the uncertainty of life, and friendships!” I yelled over the noise, sharing glasses with Liam.His smile was the mirror of the flashing lights in a club. “For all the surprises that turn life into a journey.” we toast and keep on drinking one shot after another along with other alcoholic drinks until we begin to feel dizzy and out of our minds. We got crazy wild after drinking too much."Let's dance," I dragged Liam with me to the dance floor while feeling extremely tipsy and danced, moved, and grind my body against him just like he grind his front to my back making me gulp and look over my shoulder at him with lust

Emma Salvatore:-"Ok, your place or mine?" I asked and realized that once again I spoke the wrong words without giving it a thought and watched Liam looking at me with an amused expression then burst out laughing when he saw me blush after the realization of my words hit me."So, I take that as a yes. You do want me, precious. In that case, we are going to my place." he announced, one moment I was standing on my feet, and another moment I was thrown over the shoulder by Liam as he made his way to the limo and I hit him on the back, ordering him to put me down."Put me down, fucking put me down, Liam. Put me down this instant. I don't want to go to your place because I don't want you. You are my friend. How can I want you?" I shouted and he didn't stop or put me down instead threw me in the limo and asked the driver to drive us to his penthouse which by the way was way more luxurious and cleaner as compared to mine.Since I am so focused on painting I forget to pick up my stuff and do

Emma Salvatore"What do you mean by someone like me, Liam?" I asked with an arched brow this time."Well, I don't mean you, but like you. Kind, beautiful, caring, and talented. A self-made billionairess." Liam corrected. For a minute, a hope erupted in my heart that Liam and I could be a thing, we could be more than friends but after Liam's correction it died right away. He doesn't want me but someone like me."Oh, come on. You and I both know that we don't make self-made tycoons just by ourselves. We achieved this by working and supporting one another like a rock. If it wasn't for you and your support then I wouldn't have achieved what I have today.I wouldn't have been selling my paintings for millions, getting famous, and owning the world's best art galleries all around the world. Whatever I have today, is because of you, your struggle, and your support to make me an independent one of the richest women alive. So, all the credit goes to you, my dear friend." I tell Liam, taking a s

Emma Salvatore "What do you mean by what am I doing over here? And, watch your tone, Liam. I am your maid, not your employee you can demand or shout at." Sarah snapped at Liam then looked at me over her shoulder. "Hello, Emma. You don't mind me crashing in, right?" she asked pretending to be sweet when she was far from that. She didn't even bother to fully turn around and talk like a normal person then again she is not a normal person but a runaway mental patient from the asylum. Well, not really but to me she is a mental person and doesn't deserve Liam. Liam deserves someone better. "Hello, Sarah. He can ask you any way he wants on Friday because long before he even started dating you, he made it quite clear about not disturbing his Friday evening at any cost because they are booked for me. His best friend for the life. So, yeah, I do mind and want you to leave me alone with Liam. It's our day of the week and we don't like to be disturbed." I snapped, rolling my eyes. "Liam, are

Emma SalvatoreI watched the sun sunset down below the horizon, creating a beautiful warm golden glow across the whole sky while everyone around me admired the beauty and captured the stunning view of the sky with their camera lenses. Everyone must be thinking it was the beauty of sunset I was admiring, but that's not the case.I was admiring the two elderly couple walking hand in hand by the beach, lost completely in one another as they enjoyed their peaceful moment and laughed at one another's jokes and the moments they shared in their lives together. It was love. A pure love. A kind of love every woman desires and wishes to have in her life for a whole eternity.I sat on the grass of the park attached to the beach with paint splattered on my jeans, my auburn hair flying in the air as the cold breezes hit my pale white skin. The canvas that once was blank when I arrived over here was now full of beautiful colors as I painted the picture to life with my hands."Wow, that's such a bea

Third person POVThey came to the Bennett estate earlier than daylight, and the heavens were still violet and the fountain at the round drive flung silver strands of water to the cold air. Officer cars were posted at the border. A silent line of authority was created by two conspicuous SUVs and a plain sedan. On the pillars were uniformed officers in bulletproof vests, and in the background, detectives were silently going about with brisk efficiency, with clipboards and tablets in their hands.Lucas and Lillian got out of the nameless car with the arrest warrant in the jacket pocket of Lucas. A magistrate had signed the warrant in the morning on the evidence Lucas had submitted to him the previous night. The flash disc, the bank reports, the ledgers indicating embezzlement, the tape recordings, the CCTV videos, and the chain of custody forms were all submitted to the office of the district attorney. A party of inquisitors was now ready to carry out the arrest.The front door opened as

Lucas Bennett:-I watched my wife lost in thought as she held the cup of her tea and looked at the wall in front of her. Edmond was looked after by his nanny while Lily was at school."Lost somewhere, wife?" I asked, taking a seat beside her on the barstool, and kissed her lips. "Want to share about it?""Do you believe that taking your father to prison is the punishment enough? she asked suddenly. The query was like a thrown rock in a pond. Or would it be the better to make him sign away his obscure property? Get him to give you all of it so that Liam can get nothing."I could see the logic. I could also feel the danger."I do not want his money," I said, and the words were short and sincere. "I want you. I want our kids. I would like a life that is not made of his plans. Without that, wealth is nothing, and he who believes that I should be satisfied by formerly seizing his empire in the name of vengeance, is ignorant of me."She put her cup aside and looked at me. "That is not why I

Lillian Montigue:-The house was finally quiet. The penthouse was filled with the soft hum of the night and the waves of the ocean could be faintly heard in the distance. Lily was lying there in her princess bedroom, and was cuddling her little stuffed bear, and Edmond was cuddled in his crib, the up and down movement of his little chest, not so much, that it swelled my heart.Lucas and I were sitting on the couch in the living room, the low lights creating a warm atmosphere. I would have liked to remain there, in the tranquility of it, a little, but there had never been much of peace in our world. Not so there still out back, free and plotting, Liam and his parents.Lucas took a small glass of wine, which he had poured from a stronger drink on the table. He was aware that I was unable to get much, and thus, he kept the glass next to me, more or less as a comfort. His hand touched my hands as he sat down, and his eyes were determined, even in the silence of the moment.It is time, Lil

Lillian Montigue:-"Ugh! Not again." I groaned during my sleep, or not so sleep, since I just shut my eyes for a wink of sleep, when our infant son decided to wake up once again, screaming havoc. "I can't feed him anymore. I am too tired to even stand up straight.""Don't worry, babe. I have got this." Lucas stood up, pressing a brief kiss on my lips, and moved the hair strands from my face. "I will give him the bottle and put him back to sleep. In the meantime, you rest and sleep, or you will fall sick.""You're the best husband anyone can ask for, Lucas Bennett, and I am one lucky woman to be married to you." I tell him, "You have gone to work and haven't slept either, but you are willing to take care of our son so I can sleep?""Who else would I do this for then, my flower?" he asked, "If your health is better, I am better and happy, and you make me want to be a good husband as I have got one remarkable and perfect wife. Now, let me go, our son is going to wake our little sassy pri

Lillian Montigue:-After a few months"Lucas.....Lucas....Lucas," I tried to wake Lucas up from his sleep, which was a total struggle since he is a heavy sleeper. Once he sleeps, it's hard to wake him up, but right now it's an emergency so he needs to wake the fuck up or I am going to deliver his son on this bed since my water just broke."LUCAS!" I shouted this time as the first painful contraction hit me, making me grit my teeth and place my hand on the belly and felt pressure down there. Fuck! This is bad. I glanced up at the ceiling and asked my late twin sister."Fucking hell, Emilia! How the fuck did you deliver Lily. I feel like dying here!"Lucas jumped up in bed like a person who was slapped on the face by an ice-cold piece of water. His hair stuck out in all directions, his eyes were wild and unfocused."Wh-what? Fire? Thief? Earthquake?" he bulged, kicking wildly as his wandering eyes focused upon me holding the bed-sheet with one hand and my belly with the other."My water

Lillian Montigue:-The deal was sealed. The investors were smiling too hard, waving their hands too smoothly, too like straining, and yet we won anyway. Lucas and I emerged out of that building as winners as we were supposed to be and I felt that burden leaving my chest. The project was won, our hard work had been successful and above all, Liam and the rest of the Bennett family would have to swallow their loss.In my honor, Lucas brought me to one of the finest, most elite restaurants in the city. Once we entered the building, the employees already knew our names, and bowed and directed us to our table of reservation. The dim light of the chandeliers reflected in the crystal glasses giving a glamorous, rich effect.We placed our order and Lucas had his hand still in mine across the table. He hung around looking at me than at the menu. You are glowing, he said, rubbing his thumb over my fingers. "And you were brilliant today. Swear, I were so pleased to see you threaten those vultures