Aisha Ra Novels & Stories

A small grin appeared on her face as she continued walking down the steps. “You’re here already?” Aisha said, sounding almost amused. Sarah blinked. “They let you go?” she asked, her voice carrying a mix of shock and relief. Aisha shrugged lightly as she reached the final step. “Yeah,” she replied. “They were just asking some questions about this Tiana and how to find her.” She tilted her head slightly, a playful glint in her eyes. “I guess they now understand they can’t do without me.” Sarah stared at her for a second before a small laugh escaped her lips.

Everything was picture perfect. Asher's expression was perfectly neutral as he approached them. "Mother, Alpha Cassius, Thelia," he greeted, nodding to each in turn. He placed a respectful kiss on his mother's cheek, a gesture that was more habit than affection. Luna Camilla smiled, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, as he took his place besides them.

Julian’s coat was gone—abandoned in the mud of the Vancouver airfield—and without its heavy weight, I felt dangerously exposed, stripped down to the bare mechanics of survival. Across from me, Aisha wasn't resting. She stood before a small, recessed stainless steel sink, using a rough white cloth to wipe the grease from her forearms. The harsh overhead fluorescent tube flickered with a violent, rhythmic hum, casting sharp, jagged shadows across the deep bronze of her skin and highlighting the lean, rope-like muscles of her back. Every movement she made was precise, deliberate, and entirely stripped of wasted emotion. "You're tracking my pulse, Elara," she said without turning around, her voi

She waves a henna designed hand clad in three heavy looking gold bangles and two large g9ld rings at Aleesha. "Humylash long time." "kedai bari kawai {just forget}. Meet my friend, fellow blogger, Aisha Muhammad, the classical Muslimah." Humylash says waving at a bored looking dark skinned beautiful lady who seems to be toi acquainted with her well manicured nails. "nice to finally meet the classical Muslimah. Aisha..." "Eesh." the lady corrects Aleesha. "sorry Eesh. I'm Aleesha AbdulMajid."

Ngumiti siya sa akin. Isang matamis na ngiti ang aking naging sukli at tumuran, “Ako po si Aimi Allecxiannie.” Halata sa kaniyang mukha ang bahid ng pagkagulat. May sinabi pa s’ya ngunit sobrang hina nito kaya't hindi ko narinig. "Hija, maari ka bang bumalik dito bukas? May ipapakita lamang ako sa ‘yo..."

But I didn't budge. I could not. I stared at her lifeless. " Asher is really nice. He is a gem. I hope he stays happy all his life. I'm just sorry, Aira. I hope you understand someday." I probably hated her now. Maybe I hated everyone. I chose to stay quiet. " Aira." " Hey, you aren't ready yet?" Ridhima cut her off in middle. " Why do you look so dead?" She asked, concerned. My mouth was all dry and tasteless. It seemed I had no sound so I shook my head and got up, picking up my chunni along.

After confirming that they were mates, Maya and Ashton spent almost all their time together. Maya was eager to know more about Ashton and especially her past while Ashton was eager to know the kind of life Maya had led for the last fifteen years. Ashton had assigned most of the pack matters to his beta, Theo. Everyone was happy to finally learn that their alpha has found his mate, but when they saw the frail-looking Maya, they were shocked. Others looked at her with disdain especially when they learned that she was already twenty and never shifted even for once.

Rachel I sighed happily, stretching my arms, although I am tired as heck with all the work, and babysitting but at the end of the day, I'm happy and satisfied with myself. Nowadays, two things make me forget that help me forget Jayce, one of Brandon and Jane's babies, and two of my late nights at this restaurant.

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.

The twi were always at each others throats and it was a sight to see the ever calm Daniel, and the no nonsense Aisha clash every single time. They fought over every single damn thing. “Never, you know I love the show and besides, she's the best at her job.” I say with a smirk and in this moment, Daniel was shooting daggers at me with his eyes. Thankfully, they're just eye daggers and can do me no harm. Aisha was the owner of a top fashion brand in the country with all the designs being hers which was extremely unique, unlike the bunch who just sold clothes that looked nice.