1 Amin 2 Iman Novels & Stories

Amina on our side. The young woman from theirs on the opposite. The air between them shimmered not violently but tensely. “Name?” Amina asked quietly. The young woman smiled faintly. “Leila.” Amina nodded once. They stood within arm’s reach of the rupture seam. The Guardian’s geometry lowered further, surrounding the space in a controlled lattice. “Initiate minimal harmonic exchange,” it instructed. I expanded my resonance slightly—supporting Amina without overwhelming her. Across from us, the man did the same for Leila.

snow on Maple Lane into slush and revealing patches of brown grass underneath. The house felt lighter without the heavy weight of Christmas decorations, but it also felt emptier with Amina back at school. She had left on January 6th with a promise to come home for a long weekend in February. She hadn’t given exact dates yet, but she had texted a few times since then — short, careful messages that still felt like lifelines.

I roll my eyes at him as the ambassador from the pride in Africa arrives. “Good evening alpha, my name is Imani. With me are Makena, Zuri and Adofo. We are honored to be here tonight. Damon sends his apologies. He was going to come but his mate, Ameenah, ended up in early labor.” “Please call me Derek. I am honored you were able to make it. I completely understand Damon not coming. I probably wouldn’t either. Please let me or my staff know if y’all need anything for your rooms. I want y’all to be comfortable during your stay.”

The thought of her conjured an aching pang of mistrust that tightened around my heart like a vise. The garden was a riot of colours, and I couldn’t help but stop and take it all in. The flowers and leaves were bursting with vibrant colours, each one embodying the essence of life. And yet, it was the purples that caught my eye—lilacs, lavenders, deep amethysts. A thought sprang to mind. “Reyna?” A soft voice broke through my thoughts. I opened my eyes and found Amina standing there, a woven basket of herbs hanging from her arm. “What brings you here? You look like you’ve been through a war council rather than wedding planning.”

Amaria begged and attempted to free herself, but it didn't work. “ You and your comrades know that it is a great sin to interact with Daemons or to even come in contact with one, right?” He asked again as he raised his right eyebrow and continued,“ but you travel with a Daemon ”. That's when Amaria finally noticed. ' Ammon? Where is he?! ' “ Where is he? Where is Ammon? What did you do to him? ” She cried out with a hostile gleam in her eyes; her face warped with rage.

Fatu added "Fatu, you amaze me, I know you're smitten by one of the slave maidens that came along side Amira, I've seen the way you look at her" Kamur said "That reminds me Amir, I wanted to ask if you could sell Cara to me, I'll be ready to pay just any thing" Fatu pleaded "As a way of making up for my absence from our wrestling match I'll give you both one slave each without any cost of which you'll make your choice.I'll order my guard to bring them to your house this evening" Amir said

" Aman did not believe her words. Because what he had heard and what Ishant was saying did not match at all, but he calmed himself down and acted as if he was convinced by Ishant's words. Then Aman said ok to him and asked him to come inside. While going inside, Ishant looked back and nodded his head and started walking ahead. All that remained behind were two deep and cold eyes. he was watching them leave. After going inside, Aman went to Akhil and the other boys. He didn't say anything to anyone and continued enjoying the function as usual. but his eyes was still looking for that men .aman is confused who was that men?what was they talking about?what are there plan? aman has so many questi

, Eben asked. “I grew up in the orphanage and have no close friends to worry about me so no families to miss and no police to poke but I'm sure that was already in my file”, Amina spoke with some attitude, not really falling into role but when Eben raised an eyebrow and offered her a hot glare, she remembered that she was supposed not to make anyone suspect her most especially Eben who was rumored to be Christian's right-hand man. “I'm sorry sir. It's that time of the month”, she conjured an honest voice and an even more honest sober face

Aminas POV I walked outside as a large black truck pulled into my driveway. I gave a little wave when Beau stepped out of the driver side. He smiled and waved back before going to the back seat and grabbed his duffel bag. As he approached another man of similar build joined him. He had dark skin with a lot of tattoos and grey blue eyes. "Amina this is my best friend DJ" Beau said motioning to the man beside us. I offered him my hand which he accepted with a firm shake.

Amina said and gave them a key. "A key". Both said in unison. "Yes, when the time comes, you will know its usefulness". Amina said to them. "Thank you". Both of them said to Amina which made her laugh. "You shouldn't be thanking me. The first phase of your trials is just the beginning. Get ready and make sure you pass the second phase of your trials Ambrose. The world is depending on you". Amina said and vanish again. " I hope we passed the second phase". Susannah said to Eddie.