Abdul Zanabli Novels & Stories

Her blood ran cold when he told her that she is after all his girl best friend otherwise her situation will be more worse if possible . Few hours ago Narrator point of view In a television the anchor was telling about the incident occurred a few days before and appeared visibly disgusted while detailing the information to the viewers . According to the report a house was found burned to ashes after people in the neighborhood found out about it . They were held captive by the assumed killer who might have carry out the heinous crime . The bodies was completely burned no clue whatsoever was found expect that the house smelled of rotten flesh and was full of debris . According to the police it

He pleaded like the pathetic shit he is "You know Mishra what I do with my preys don't you? After all you're working for me for such a long time." I told him as I swayed my gun "Zubair ties him and takes him in the basement." I told Zubair "please sir, please leave me. I am sorry. I won't go this ever again." He pleaded "you won't be alive to do this ever again" I said and shot him on his both legs so he can't run away

"But no girl, you end up lying to him too!" A silence occurred before he spoke again. "Anas was never your boyfriend. In fact, you never had a boyfriend, Zoya Ali. Anas Malik is your spy who was spying on Abrar Zafar before you met him or else I can say before you trapped him with the fake incident on your engagement night", he groaned.

When the two women had left the room, I asked Hendryx. "What is the young man's name," I asked. "Don't leak it to the media, okay?" Hendryx asked. "The thing is, Solomon said I can't leak it to the media instead of adding to the problem. He will try to get me rehabilitated." I agreed in agreement. "Zidan," answered Hendryx. "Zidan al Rasheed." I know it. "He's an Arab."

he said to them, Abdulahi cocked his gun and so did his men, they all pointed their guns at him; Arnold looked at the hostages, they all looked terrified “I said who are you? Move over here” Abdulahi ordered “I am somebody you don’t wish to meet on his bad day, and this one is a really bad day for me” Arnold said and they opened fire on him, they all exhausted their rounds in shock only to see that Arnold is unharmed “Allah!” Abdulahi exclaimed, his men began reloading, Arnold lashed out at them and knocked everyone out in seconds except for Abdulahi who was in shock, he quickly grabbed a bomb detonator from the table

Khalid fumed and folded his other hand into a fist, he would not be thrown away so easily, he was not somebody's worthless trash, he was Khalid, he was Sheikh Khalid bin Aaban of Saudi Arabia and he would rather kill someone than let that person treat him any lesser than he deserved to be treated. He turned and waked back to the bed still in deep thoughts, who ever wanted him out of the game also wanted him kept alive but still, was it safe to head out now? Especially when he didn't quite know who was after him or was he just being paranoid? His Royal Highness King Jaan was dead, the attack was a success and he had been left in a room.

Aaryan commanded. "I’ll be there," Tasnim replied, turning on her heel. Her silent guardian followed her into the crowd like a looming shadow. Zarif leaned in, his voice a low hiss. "I know that guy. His name is Farhan. He’s got deep underworld connections in Dubai. He’s a butcher, Aaryan. Dangerous." Aaryan said nothing. He began to walk again, but his mind was a whirlwind. Who was this girl? Why was her voice filled with venom, and why did her eyes burn with a fire that felt personal?

The woman asked and finally, there is rational question her brain wants to answer enthusiastically. "He once almost raped my friend Salima and I put him behind the bars since that is where he belongs but then, he is out and roaming freely when his time isn't over. His name is Afdal Nazar. And about the one from Nigeria, I have no idea who wants my cute ass dead." She has hunch on two people but she would want Sa'eed to deal with them, he no doubt would. The guy knows something about the case and maybe that is what he is taking care of?

He lit his cigarette before he faces Sergeant Herrera, the Sergeant knows this man he is the one they are looking for so long ABUBAKAR SALEM ALE the founder and leader of Sans Serif terrorists. "How are you?"...... Sergeant Herrera, I heard that you are very good...do not refuse in any fight. He smiled at the Sergeant face like fooling him. His anger grew even more when he saw this man who is responsible in all the death of the innocent people, including Chyrill friends and even a blast he made in the whole camp of the Arland Soldiers.

“Oh! Zoe! We failed to heed to his warnings. After the Suramy soldiers besieged this land; pitting their army againstt ours, by a truce, we accepted defeat and agreed passively to their terms. Briah, the priest of Zoe had to inquire from the gods why such a thing could befall us; because the Suramites carried our treasures away, leaving us with only lands to till, and nothing to trade with other kingdoms. They carried most of our young men and conscripted them into their army. As a result, our priest made his findings, and the gods gave him answers. Later, Briah, the priest, assembled the king, chiefs and elders of all the clans together for a meeting. The root of the case came to light. He