Aisha Qandisha Novels & Stories

Aaliyah accepted to be one of her parents agents who go about from door to door, delivering food to customers in different locations during her holidays from high school, and also her free periods after school. On one of the occasions Aaliyah went out to a very quiet environment to deliver food to one of their good customers, who lives by a river side, she met a very unique creature that looked like human, but was quite different from the physical structure of human beings. It looked like a woman, but this one has an extremely beautiful face with a very long hair that was touching the ground when she was seated on a high rock, that if a normal woman should sit on that rock, her hair would no

she sighed, itching her hair. “Don’t scratch lice everywhere oh.” Aisha joked, ”I’m not even bothered about my hair. It’s already condemned.” Aisha had on Ghana weaving,big ones to be precise,with black attachment. It was very rough and old. “Like I had already planned the hair I was going to make for the holidays.” Ify reminisced, ”Big braids, either black and pink or just plain black or plain purple or blue or… okay I was not sure yet.” she giggled, seeing the incredulous look on Naeto’s face.

"I see. Well, don't stay away too long, Asher. We have much to prepare for." Asher nodded. "Of course, Mother," he said, rising from his seat. "I won't be long." He forced a smile, a small, polite curve of his lips, and then excused himself from the garden. As he walked back towards the mansion. "Asher." He stopped, recognising the voice immediately. Turning around, he saw Thelia standing a few steps behind, her expression a mix of uncertainty and determination. Her long, dark hair casKyliand down her shoulders, and her eyes shimmered in the fading light. Asher raised an eyebrow, curious about what she wanted.

"The feds think Julian is a corpse under a mountain. But you’re driving this ship straight toward a coordinate he chose. Who are you really working for, Aisha? Him, or the legacy?" Aisha dropped the cloth into the sink with a wet thud and turned around slowly. Her striking amber eyes locked onto mine, holding a predatory, unblinking focus that made the air in the cramped cabin instantly feel ten degrees colder. She leaned back against the rim of the basin, crossing her arms over her tactical vest.

She should be around the age of twenty-two also. "Aisha is my name. But everyone calls me Sha". Said a girl I think should be a teenager. She is the most beautiful of them all. She should be around eighteen or nineteen years old. She has dimple cheeks. She has tan skin. Black long hair that is tied at the back. She is also taller than I am. She is curvy and I love her pink lips. "Mine is Gabriella". Said the oldest of them all. A woman in her late twenties. Probably around twenty-eight or twenty-nine. She is dark-skinned. I think she is of mixed blood of black and white. She is also beautiful and she has dark brown tight and curly hair.

I also knew that she didn't make idle remarks, especially regarding people's lives. “Who’s the crazy old bat?” Aisha asked Colin, as if it were his fault. Aisha had the strongest personality among the four of us. She’s also the most eye-catching--at six-foot-one, with smooth chocolate skin and doll-like features, her dyed pink hair artfully braided down her back with dark-red flowers the same shade as her skin-tight dress, she embodied the title ‘top model’. No one would mistake her for anything less. Bea stepped forward protectively, "What do you mean by that?" she demanded. "Are you saying Alisa is in danger?"

"What and what have you been able to find out?" "Well, I've found out that your name is Aisha Humaira, I'm surprised to know that you have never been seen using a surname. Mind if I ask why?" Lash trembles. This is one of the reasons she doesn't entertain men, they like to bite more than they can chew.

Aisha’s smirk falters, “you wouldn’t dare.” “You want to try me?” Isla asks. “Then go ahead. I’d love to watch you explain why you jumped a first year who’s already on the Games list.” For a moment Aisha looks like she might try something. Then her jaw twitches and she snaps her fingers at her group. “Whatever. This isn’t over, human.” She shoves past me harder than necessary and stalks off with the others behind her. Isla exhales, her shoulders dropping. Then she looks at me.

Just like that, her little sympathy quickly disappeared. Loud cheering broke out on the arena-like courtyard as Aiyisha made her way to the middle, looking every bit like a warrior dressed to kill in her tight bra-like gold and white ensemble with a matching flowy skirt that had so many slits that her movement would not be impeded in any way. Her blond hair was tied in a severe bun atop her head and from the serious look on her face, it was very much obvious that she was not going to spare any one who dared cross her path. The healer, who Kendra had learnt was named Ursula started some incantations in the ancient language, and then smeared soot under Aiyisha’s eyes and from her forehead all

She blushed even more. Ayesha Kiss Cullin: She is a friendly chinita princess who is beautiful at heart. Hot but has a bit of a conservative old passion. But totally beautiful and a certified Malditah. She's an Architecture Graduate. Right now she is also working in Malditah's office. She's their building designer and wedding planner as well. She facepalmed and blushed at those warm welcome gifts. Their staff kept laughing and teasing Lia. 'What A Crazy Friendship Ever.'