Novel & Cerita Aks By Umera Ahmed

Everyone burst out in laughter and grabs some munchies as curling irons are plugged in and various outfits are showcased. Everyone settled on something a little different, but the theme was definitely leather for the evening. Jessica went with a brown leather skirt that reached just above her knees with a matching crop top and tank underneath and brown ankle boots. Jessica had met her mate Alex a few months prior, and he appointed himself as designated driver. Truthfully, he just hated being away from Jessica for any amount of time so anything he could do to be with her, he did. Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack.

Hajiya Kaltumi said holding Umma in place so she will not fall down "I don't think that's the best solution, since they've cancel the wedding let's just tell them. It's okay but I don't want my daughter to get married to someone she don't love. Am sorry for saying this, I know you had a good intentions towards us but what if they both don't come to like each other?" Umma asked tears streaming down her cheek, she used her hand to wioe it off. Umma was trying her possible best not to break down because she knows how her daughter have fallen hard for Bashir, she wished she can do something but she's powerless

Humza smirk . " Goons " Sameera muttered . " We are serious , you are going to pay for your deed , remember that " Humza stood up and walked away with Saad . But Sameera just sat there…smirking to herself . " You are right Humza, someone is going to pay and that someone is Meerab " she laughed . __________________________________

“ Amra , are you for real ? “ said Ayla even more dumbfounded . “ Huh ?…….Oh , you are right . What if I meet a hot guy there ?……Haaah ! I should have bought my Victoria Secret or Channel underwear . “ said Amra dejected . “ For someone who is going for a serious reason , you sure are very carefree . “ said a familiar voice from behind . Amra turned her head and remained shocked when she saw Alex . “ Even though there’s a serious situation on the line you still think of finding a hot guy . I am indeed impressed by your way of dealing with things . “ said Alex with a cold tone and cold smile . ‘ Why do I feel the chills when it’s a sunny day today ? ‘ thought Amra then came back to her senses

Thank you for everyone who've read my book! I love all of you! Please if you've enjoyed this one read Differnet - a book based on Alexander's parents and Stubborn Briella - a book based on Alexander's little sister. Also please never let someone change who you are unless you are ready! Each and everyone of you ate unique and full of life! You all have a great place in this world and will do amazing things just by being yourself. Again I love every single one of my subscribers and even the ones just glance at my book. You all are what make me an author!! And I couldn't be more happy!

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

He walked up to the bar deliberately to irritate his mother. Feriha gradually walked towards the bar, sat on the chair near the counter, and placed an empty glass gesturing for her son to pour her too. “Let’s not underestimate my hold on the mansion, Amaan. I have my eyes and ears, and I will go straight to the point. Why did you lock Asmaira?” “Why do you care so much about her?” Amaan glared at the wall cabinet. “You might have forgotten, but Feriha Hashmi runs an NGO for assaulted women and will never stand any assault on them. Do you think I will let my sons do the same to their wives right under my nose?”

Its now 10:00 at night and she's no where to be seen or heard of the police has been called and aunty Tabassum kept on crying and praying for her somewhat missing daughter. The sound of a door being unlocked was heard and here entered Miss Dua Agha Khan the star of the show. "Dua where have you been" asked a hyteric aunty Tabassum while wrapping her arms around her daughter. Dua looked at everyone and lastly me that's when I noticed clearly her eyes were blood shot red so was her nose and cheek to be honest she looked adorable... What? What did I just say no she looked like shit yeah that's right she looks disheveled.

1 Year Later, Ameera stood in front of the mirror, admiring her reflection. She was wearing a beautiful Pakistani outfit, a long kurti with pants and a duppata. The luxurious fabric draped perfectly around her curves, and the intricate embroidery shone under the light. It had been a year since she had been sold to human traffickers. But now, she was living in a luxurious mansion, surrounded by opulence and wealth.

I felt cringy more than jealous. "Who's this girl?" She asked checking me from top to bottom. 'And... she has no manners.' "Hi! I'm Ayesha Farooqi, Armaan's new assistant manager and his personal CA." I said bringing my hand forward. "Ah.... So you work for him." She said in her total diva attitude ignoring my hand. I frowed at her taking my hand back. Her first impression: she's a total Bitchy Diva.