Aaliyah Love Novels & Stories

Abhay is also astonished to see this action of hers. "What should I listen to you? That what I have seen and heard here is all false, all that is wrong. Your love and your concern for me made me think again and again that I'm unnecessarily suspecting you that something is going on between you and Aisha? There is no feeling in your heart, you have forgotten his love for her but no, I was wrong. You didn't even tell me that yesterday she was going to stay in your hotel room. Last night also you suddenly ran away without eating food. With all the love I cooked for you. But my love for you was nothing. You just had to go to your first love and After that...", She becomes silent while speaking b

Why does this lady seem familiar to me? We talked a while longer. I told Aries that I have a brother who's waiting for me in our hidden place. I even invited her to go with us but she chose not to. She told me she wanted to find those aliens and bring back her parents. It was so brave of her. I don't even have the courage to do it. But because of her, I gained a little courage to do it as well. I wanted to find my mom and save her. I don't know what those aliens did to everyone. They could've already killed them, but I always kept a positive thought. My mom is still alive. I know she is. And I'm going to find her.

She would whisper in my ear about the things she did to that young witch boy. Josiah’s eyes flew up in shock. “I guess you really didn’t know.” Aaliyah said after she saw the look on his face. “I didn’t turn her sister into anything she wasn’t already. I even tried to drive her away by doing the same thing to her that I did to you, but she enjoyed it. I couldn’t bring myself to reject her and eventually I wanted her.” Aaliyah started to laugh. Josiah couldn’t see what was so funny. “I can why she would even want you now. You both are psychotic.” Aaliyah said as she left Josiah to ponder over his mate.

The room was dark except for the faint glow of the city through the curtains. Sleep crept in, pulling me under, and I let it. I was desperate for escape. “Hey, darling,” a voice whispered, soft and familiar, pulling me from the haze. I opened my eyes and my heart lurched as I saw Aaliyah, standing by the bed, her blonde hair loose and her smile warm, like the woman I’d fallen in love with years ago. She looked different, softer, not the cold queen from the gala, but the Aaliyah who’d loved me before I’d broken her.

When he's finally in her arms, she kisses his head face, and neck, rubbing him all around and trying to find a little as a mark in the night sky. “Go to the carriage, dear,” Hunter calls out to Aaliyah. "They will ride you back home. We will be here to finish what they started.” Aaliyah gives them a quick hug before turning to face Shelly. "I wish you a painful death. Your soul will know no rest.” She slaps Shelly on the cheek and moves to Chris who has his head now. "I find it hard forgiving you for what you did to my friend, but I could have if she wants me to. But touch my baby, and see my fury.”

I said truthfully. “I feel miserable for not being loved. I feel sad for not being chosen” I downed the glass in my hand, slamming the glass back to the table. Asher stood up, came to sit beside me and turned my face to him. My eyes were teary, and his eyes held mine, searching for something I couldn't place. “Listen, Aliyah” his voice rose. “Don't think you're getting used, no…. you're strong. You are loved. Elara loves you, I do, Papa does”

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

I know it was Aaliyah the other night. The way that door opened and closed in a millisecond. If she only knew she was the reason. Having her so close made it hard not to go to her room or pull her into my office and bend her over on every single piece of furniture. And on top of that we had to find out she was the famous Shadow of Death that has the mafia world in a choke hold.

"And you interest me." Aarini swallowed, trying to ignore the heat creeping up her neck slowly. She hated him. She hated how he always had the upper hand but most of all, she hated that a small part of her liked the attention. Steeling herself, she took a step back. "Well, I don’t do interest, Malhotra. So leave me alone." Revansh didn’t stop her this time. But as she walked away, she heard his voice, it was soft, teasing, but holding an unmistakable promise.

"If no one else wants to be your friend, I'll be your friend. From now on, I've got your back." She scratched her head bashfully when he stared at her. Upon second thought, she unhooked the keychain from her backpack and handed it to him with a dimpled grin. "Here. This is a friendship gift," she said. At that moment, the seed of love took root in Carter's heart. He had treasured that gift for many years. Now, staring at the keychain for what felt like an eternity, Carter finally placed it into a box. Sealing the box felt like he was storing away the love he had harbored for Misty over the past decade.