Ali Ghaffar Novels & Stories

The way they did everything that mattered. Together. The magic worked – Sheik Omer Abu Bakir Ibrahim’s daughter, AALIYAH IBRAHIM. Queen Amira Farouq and Sheikh Abdullah Abu Bakir Ibrahim’s son - OMAR FAROUQ E N D

I replied, "He said the intercepted emails were key to the convictions of Ali Cheragh, Aysar Gufaam and Arham Mulhall." "That's the one," Sandra acknowledged, "they were communicating with the mastermind of the plot a fellow in Pakistan called Ahmed Dastageer." "Ahmed Dastageer?" said Holmes. "That name rings a bell. I'm sure I have something about him. Excuse me for a moment, will you? Let me see what I can find."

He said while he cocked his head to the side. "Alpha Alcander. The most powerful. Most ruthless, and most feared Alpha. You have no mercy on anyone." He said while he shook a little, and jumped when Alcander hand clamped around his shoulder. "The most feared." He turned around and gave me a wicked smile. I glared at him while my fist closed at my sides.

"Alpha, Nicholas. While I don't know him on a personal level, I do know who he is." Everyone's attention falls on my mate as Nick signals for her to carry on while my gut twists and already I have absolutely no doubt that whatever she's about to tell us next will result in me ending that prick's life. "His name is Talon Beckham. He's one of the leaders of the... pack, and unfortantly, he is my mate." Yeah, he's going to die!

I realised that, considering his obsession with Maia, it was much more plausible that he was at the attack on my own pack, watching from the safety of the woods as we slaughtered the rogues he’d recruited to execute the plan he had orchestrated. The thought made me restless, as though the blood beneath my skin had turned to acid and set my skin on fire. That fucker had been on my territory, had sought out what was mine, goddess knows how many times and I was still yet to lay eyes on him. It was unacceptable, but I vowed that the payback would be glorious. “Alpha, he’s awake.” Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I

Silvercloud grinned, doing the Mister Burns finger-tapping thing. Everyone else took a look and nodded in understanding. “Um, hello. Human here who has no clue what is going on,” Alex raised his hand. “The mark Alpha now sports tells all he is the mate of the Kavanagh Alpha,” Silvercloud smirked, giving me a bow. “What? I’m so confused,” Alex sighed.

The rest was implied and I had to swallow the lump forming in my throat. The journey was more like a funeral match than escorting a new bride to her new abode. I had never met Alpha Isaac, only heard the bone-chilling tales of his conquers and how ruthless he was. He had earned the notorious title, ‘Beast’. The corridor left into another small courtyard. “This is Alpha’s residence,” the black-haired, tall guy informed. I saw the lavish structure in front of me. Two guards stood on either side of the door. When they saw us approaching, they bowed deeply and opened the door. A small path leads to another flight of steps leading to what I presume was Alpha Isaac’s residence. “We shall be escort

"Who is your fated mate?" I heard Ragnar's voice burn through the mind link, 'Celia', but I shook him off. His taste for Celia must have ridden him of his senses, there's no way a wolfless omega could even be my mate. The goddess had chosen Leah as my mate. She could never be wrong about that. I held the fifth elder's gaze, Leah's father, and the first on my list for reparations. "Leah Moren is my mate."

They walked up to the teenagers. “Asalamualaykum, you must be the famous Sikandar Ali Khan,” the silver-haired man said, offering his hand to Sikandar, “I am Aarif Ghazi Pashtun and I have an offer for you.” ‘This better not be an ambush,’ Sikandar sighed wearily.

He turns around, wide-eyed. "What do you intend to do with that?!” "Calm down, Mr. Turner. I'm not going to do anything.” "Give me your cell phone!” "Sir?!” " The cell phone, you idiot, now!” He hands me the phone. I look right into his terrified eyes. " What's your name?” "Ali.” " Where are you from?” " Algeria.” " Right, Ali, you're going to unlock this cell phone now and send this video you've recorded to my email.”