Aisha Qandisha Novels & Stories

“She’s not part of any clan. Her family not only kicked her out, they also deregistered her. She’s been living without a clan since she was fourteen. She volunteers at an animal shelter and has a cat. She’s not like her kind. Her abilities are practically non-existent. She gets drunk very easily on human alcohol. She’s got a soft spot for animals, and she’s trying to put herself through school to become a vet. She’s very beautiful: red hair, green eyes. She’s also got a sweet smile…” Aisha’s grin grows broader with each sentence, and when I finish, she murmurs, “You’re well on your way to falling in love with her, Robert.” I want to deny it, but my wolf rumbles in approval at her assessment,

Mama Barakah popularly known as Iya owala (With her tribal marks as she hails from Oyo state), an elderly woman of about 56 years of age speaks in a low voice. "Assalam 'Alaikum to everyone here. Wallahi, this is the saddest news I've heard and witnessed so far. It is indeed so painful and so unfortunate that this happened to our Aisha. Everyone here knows Aisha and everyday, I pray for her kind of Iman (faith) and Barakah (blessing)."

Though Aisha felt irritated, she knew this was her starting process to her freedom and she was going to do whatever to make sure she escapes. Daisy wasn't herself anymore, she was depressed and sad and determined to find her best friend, she was willing to do absolutely anything to make sure of that, the whole world around her tries to make it a normal day for her but she felt their choking presence and didn't want it, she didn't like the look of pity and sadness people welcomed her with and she wasn't willing to accept that Aisha was gone.

Aisha pov: Its 5.00 am in the morning, I am getting dressed as my taxi is already waiting for me downstairs, Nooo..! I am not leaving India, I know Yesterday Vivan suggested me to return back to new York, I know I should taken his suggestion into consideration but I have already risked many thing to come here in India and now after learning something new about my parents identity I could not simply go back to New York without having answers to all my questions, anyways so today I am heading towards a village name “HALDU KHATA” I saw this name when I was busy checking my parents case file, I saw that it was written as my mother birth place, I wasn’t sure if that information was true or not bu

She asked again. "I did." Aisha said proudly. "Just following an order though." She did a small dance. "Check who sent me." "Roshan." Ben guessed without checking. "I know he sent you." "Who's Roshan?" Aisha pretended to be lost. "I don't know who Roshan is though but someone who cares about you sent me to give you this." She sat down and waited for Ben to check what was in there. "Or do you need me to excuse you?" She was about to stand up and leave the office but Ben stopped her. "Or are you afraid it's a bomb?" She laughed.

Maya growled, itching for another go at her. Chelsea twitched by Breyona and I, her dark haired servant trailing after her. Chelsea's dress truly left nothing to the imagination. It was extremely low cut, and somehow just managed to cover her bottom. Not only was it sparkly, but it was a Peptol Bismol shade of pink. Add a silver pair of heels and a sash that says "Birthday Girl", and Chelsea's look is complete. "Maybe she'll find her mate tonight and back off Alpha Asher." Breyona shrugged, nudging me with her elbow.

" he said prior to leaving in and murmured something into her ear. Karish saved me a look before he pardoned himself and vanished in the moving group. A couple of individuals stayed back, lounging around the fire drinking and talking. Arosh was an excellent young lady, with fair skin, a charming face, blue eyes, and long light hair falling on her back, she had a demeanor of honesty and pleasantness like a holy messenger. She set me straight quickly with her inviting grin. She snatched my hand, hauling me away from my considerations as we cleared our path through the backwoods. "What did Karish murmur to you?" I was interested to know. "He advised me to give you the most delightful room, howe

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

~Alaya No one knows how to answer my question, it seems, as it knocks them all into silence. "Fine," I mutter, folding my arms across my chest defiantly. "I want to speak to Alpha Asher." It is Death who stands, striding over to stand beside Aspen. She's the strangest looking female I have ever seen in my life. Her eyes are like a haze of smoke rippling up the side of a mountain. It curls around her pupils vividly, stealing my ability to see any sense of emotion she gives me. It's mystical. It's daunting.

The men found this amusing, and their laughter added to the women's shame. Amira ate only to sustain her strength for the goal she had set for herself: to kill her captors . She would not speak to her companions or listen to their fearful wailings. Dala tried to comfort her, but she could not tolerate any kindness and would not even speak to her. Her shame was too great, her bitterness too new. Wisely, Dala gave up for the time being.