1 Amin 2 Iman Novels & Stories

The way Diego gently stroked it made Rebecca take a step back. Aminah was pregnant! Was that Diego’s woman? Why was she here and crying? Her mind traveled back to the first time she had met Amir, he had mentioned a name. Aminah. That was her. He said something about her being feisty. He had also mentioned her name when he spoke Italian. She practically cursed herself that moment for not paying better mind to her Italian teacher. All she knew was their greetings and how to order food. Rebecca refused to remain quiet and invisible. She cleared her throat and managed a smile. “Hello, Aminah.”

The words sent tears to the corners of my eyes. Dead. Again. The reality of it still hadn't hit me, but it would soon. "Well," Endymion said, his eyes going sharp. "There's someone here who wants to help you." My eyes narrowed. "Who the hell would want to help me?" A slow, royal blue light suddenly manifested before Endymion, soft and elegant, but unmistakably powerful. If I'd had boots, I'd be shaking in them. A figure materialized from the radiance, revealing a woman with long brown hair that reached her knees, bound by golden clasps. Soft green eyes, holding millennia of wisdom and kindness, fixed upon me. Her rosy lips curved into a gentle smile.

He says showing me his textbooks with drawings and his excellent colouring skills “They are so beautiful, my love.” “Thank you, auntie; mummy said the same thing too,” He says with a beautiful bright smile on his face “Really, is mummy close by so I could say hi to her?” “I am here, Adina; how are you doing?” My sister-in-law says, coming into my line of view. Amina is fair-skinned, 5’6 feet tall and has a beautiful heart. “Don’t ask me how I am doing. Go and reply to my messages” I say to my best friend. Amina and I went to the same secondary school and have been best friends ever since. Marrying my elder brother only brought us closer than ever.

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Amina said in a full exciting tone ,”Brother ,Lets go Inside before everything gets out of stock . Amina was Musa ‘s Uncle daughter . His father had a younger brother named Hamad .He had two children named Amina and Haider . Amina was a girl of around 21 years old .She was a year younger to Haider .She has a really jolly nature which was enough to enlighten mood . Haider interrupted Amina and said,” Amina ,Please have some limits in your shopping this time.” Haider was 22 years old .He was the next second heir of Khan mansion.

"We should celebrate Raine's arrival!" "But I still don't have much food!" "Don't worry! Mommy and Daddy gave me some money so that we can order food!" Shaira added. "Can I have some mushroom flavored pizza with hot sauce?" Lani asked. "Of course," Shaira replied. "How about you two?" "As usual," Zane spoke. "A hot drink made out of pure theobroma cacao or a hot camellia sinensis," Raine replied. "Speak English... Please," Shaira said.

Sara started. “Chief, this woman was blemishing my niece's image and your son, Osman. How could she spread gossip about them eloping when they don’t even have a connection with each other? They are in a relationship and don’t even know each other” Aminah was curious about how her aunt speak the name of Osman, she never told her aunt that it was Osman but he seems like a familiar person to her the way she speaks. However, she shrugs her shoulder as her aunt definitely already knows Osman and Mr. Carson as they’re just living in a small neighborhood.

Can't wait to hear it from your lips though 😜* *Me: Oh really now? *Aminu: Yeah, you know you're so gorgeous right* At this point I was blushing so hard, I might have been red. *Me: Thank you.* *Aminu: Really can't wait to see your face again, I think I need a regular dosage of you or I might just perish.* *Me: Lol, you won't perish in Jesus name. I reject it for you.* *Aminu: Amen, but I wish we can go out sometime. I should leave you, its getting late."

Amani agreed with Afrah then meandered her gaze to the other occupants of the room. "I will be your escort, Bush. You don't have to worry about a thing, I know my ways of manipulation." Amir wiggled his brows erupting a guffaw from Amani's lips. He likes acting like a possessive older brother when she is a year older than he is.

Amin had his way with words, making my sentence sound way smarter and I wondered if it was because he had lived longer so was wiser. I fastened the buttons on my white long sleeve shirt. “My Queens introduction is in two days time Amin, I can’t bother myself with such abs not at this time. See that the Warrior army quells their nonsense rebellion, I have a marriage to plan.” “Hmmmmm…” Amin grunted and I knew he was not in total support of my plan. “As you wish Lukkar!” He said, turning around with half eaten muffin and leaving the room.