Abdul Zanabli Novels & Stories

He carries a foul odor, a mix of sweat and something even more unpleasant. His eyes lock onto mine, and there’s a predatory glint in them. "Hello, sweetheart." Images of his twisted, red face as he assaulted the woman in the cells flash through my mind. Two other men stand beside him, both clad in the same green tartan. The bald one is tall and muscular, sporting a dark beard and a serious demeanor. The other has rat-like features and mousy-brown hair that falls to his chin. Blood drips from their daggers onto the stone floor.

Alpha Keller said, as he looked at him. “Alpha Santos, from Brazil, on August 31st of 2010, you ordered the assassination of your predecessor and his entire family, you are guilty, and so is your Zeta. Alpha Musa, from Nigeria, you are not guilty of murder, but you are guilty of supplying weapons to a militia force operating in your country, and they are guilty of murder. Alpha Diaz, from Argentina, you are not guilty of any crimes, and happy birthday to your daughter. Alpha Hassan, from Iraq, to list all your crimes would take me a week, you are guilty. Alpha Laurent, from France, you are only guilty of inciting the recent riots France has experienced, but no serious crimes come forth.”

"Time failed siso. Otherwise she'd have approached you long ago. Guess, we need to do something about it" "Haseeb, I'll talk to herself in detail. If that doesn't work, then we shall act on your scheme" "Sounds good. Zahra do you know what happened to Daniyal?" he asked, out of the blue. She was taken aback by his question. It was just so sudden. "He was killed" she replied. "By whom?" "Irtaza" He just nodded his head, understanding already knowing that it was going to be Daniyal's fate. "I'm really sorry. I know you loved him"

His eyes remained wide open for a while as he rolled them from time to time. They lived far abit, but a walking distance from Ban, a city that he is said to have abandoned due to an overturn and was overthrown by an Omega. He was strong, but never stronger than his Omega. Ozouf then decided to leave to the upper side of the hill as he lived with Viv, Phelan their daughter and Ziff as well.

He has that way of making me smile even when I do not want to. Of course, he is mine! I walk into the class, unable to think of a word that I can use in answering him back. When I enter, I do not find Ms Hudgens there. Well, she is late like always and I am still angry about that moment when she did not let me enter the class. I go and wish my cousins and suddenly I hear a voice behind me that whispers something very disappointing. "Oh so the slut is back, I see." "Slut? Why do you say that Zainab?"

The other angel said. “Uzmael?” I was surprised when I heard the name Uzmael and remembered what Michael told me. “Uzma, thinks he is higher than God” But Lily is Uzmael. Well, I am sure that she didn’t know it, like me. I didn’t know that I was an angel before. If Lily is Uzmael, well who is the owner of the white smoke? Michael will better know this but I haven’t seen her since I pushed her away.

“Only that masked men ambushed her on the way back from her home territory. He’s requesting a neutral meeting—no magic, no guards, no wolves. Just him and me.” Ziva folded her arms. “You don’t think he believes we had something to do with it?” Valerian stopped mid-stride, then turned to face her. “That’s exactly what he believes.” Ziva tensed. “Do you want me to respond?” “No,” Valerian said after a pause. “I’ll do it myself.”

All of them looked at Zakir nervously, wondering what he was going to do next. At this time, Zakir walked up to the auction stage, picked up the microphone, and arrogantly said, "Everyone, it is fate that we were able to meet here today in this manner, so let me introduce myself first.” At this point, Zakir cleared his throat and said, "My name is Zakir Luiz. I'm from the north, and I am an A-class fugitive wanted by the police. I’ve escaped all the way to Aurous Hill, but I didn't expect to be discovered by the police while I was buying a pack of cigarettes at the subway entrance. I had no choice but to hide here and take everyone as hostages."

bakit parang tinutusok yung dibdib ko bakit parang gusto kong umiyak ngayon? Dahil siguro ay umasa akong totoo yung sinasabi nya pero fuck asf?!Hindi naman pala sinabi nya lang yun para hindi ko sya patayin at matakasan nya ako,Pero....Papaanongnalam ni investigator na buhay ang si manuel wala akong sinabi sakanya na hindi ko napatay si manuel?

Now, thinking of how they could share this pressing issue with their eldest brother with as little effect as possible, was giving him a headache. On the other hand, to Bilal's left sat the Culprit who just confessed to his sins. Zuneir. Zuneir was not thinking of a solution rather he was reliving the nightmare that had never left him in peace even for a second. Humeyra! He voice kept on resonating in his mind . Her beautiful face wet with tears was all he could see whenever his eyes closed.