Aisha Muhammad Novels & Stories

I didn't belong in the same frame as her. "Hi," she said brightly. I startled. Looked at my feet. "I'm Aisha," she added, extending a hand. Her smile was warm, genuine. "Isabella Hartley." I shook her hand. Her grip was firm, confident. "You're American," she said, tilting her head. "New York?" "Yeah. You?" "Nigeria. Eastern and northern part." She laughed softly at my obvious confusion. "My dad's from the north. People always think mixed . You know, Blasian because of the eyes. Nope. Just me."

For over 260 years, Aliya has lived with one purpose: revenge. After watching her parents and baby brother murdered by a rival vampire clan, she was forced to take her father’s place as leader. The loss hardened her into a ruthless, feared vampire who sees humans as nothing more than prey. But everything changes when she meets Eric, a mysterious young man who unexpectedly calls her beautiful and defends her from a group of bullies. For the first time in centuries, Aliya feels something other than anger. Obsessed with him, she enrolls at Central City High School, determined to make Eric fall in love with her, turn him into a vampire, and build the life she never had. However, Aliya soon

Was that the reason why I was backing out? I didn’t even understand what the fuck was going on with me. I turned slightly toward Aisha, who was staring at him with open admiration. “This is my friend, Aisha. She works with us,” I said, gesturing between them. Might as well go on with the best of my ability. “Aisha, this is Calder Vaughn.” Aisha rose to her feet, a bright, slightly nervous smile lighting up her face. “Hi. It’s really nice to meet you. I’ve… heard a lot about you.”

Uwyn asked once more. “It is indeed I, Uwyn. I’m happy to finally see you.” Madame Ais spoke her first words to the little girl. She had seen the daily activities of this child from day one and had also mentored her in using the technology that was directly available at her fingertips. “Madame Ais!” Uwyn rushed to the armored woman’s embrace. She did a jump and intimately clung at the visitor’s neck. They were quite lovely to look and Maru did not prohibit such actions.

Umma was hitting Tehzeeb on her back gently for her to release the breath and she finally let the tears flow down "Umma tell me she's not dead" Tehzeeb said before she crawl to Gogo Ramatu and placed her hand on hers "Mama tell me this is a dream. Tell me Aisha is still alive and breathing, tell me am dreaming, tell me all this is some kind of dream or joke. Please Mama" Tehzeeb said crying vigorously which made everyone passing by to look at them and felt a sympathy towards them "No you're not, she's gone Tehzeeb. Aisha left me in these cruel world all alone without anyone"Gogo Ramatu said crying the same way as Tehzeeb

Fatima felt like she was shot in her chest, she wishes it wasn’t her daughter, she tries not to believe, but who else were hijab in that environment Alisha, tall, a light skin that might mistake her to be a mix-race, a pink and cute lips, a cute face, her beauty so unpredictable, a good figure that is always covered with hijab, her skin colour was so lighted, that she would be spot anywhere. She has a dream of being a model but her family kick against it, she has to choose a career between a lawyer or political consultant.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

I sat on the couch in the tiny living room and asked my wolf if she had a name besides Luna and she told me of course. "My name is Aisha and I'm one of the moon goddesses' children. She grew concerned with what the humans found and feared that her children were going to be harmed so I was gifted to you due to your caring nature. I felt violated and didn't see how any of this was a gift since I've experienced nothing but tragedy. "Do you know Jordan's wolf's name and Griffin's?" Aisha laughed within my mind and told me Jordan's mighty wolf is called Erebus and Griffin's is just plain Cyrus." I laughed because it was obvious that she was more interested in Jordan.

Maria couldn't hide her excitement, this atmosphere was one she had always wanted to experience, and nothing could beat the joy she felt right now. "He- Good day, I'm Maria, Jackson's PA," she introduced herself with a polite smile and an outstretched arm. Her handshake was ignored but she got something even more amazing in return. Natasha pulled her into a big, warm hug and Maria almost died of affection that instant. She had just hugged Natasha Shaw, the all-time favorite American actress, she'd never wash this sweet smell off her body. "I'm a big fan of your work," Maria continued and watched Natasha's face lit up, "for a long time now," she included and it earned her a squeal from Natash

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.