Aliyaa Novels & Stories

The moon hung low and silver over Perez Manor, its light slicing through the tall hedges that surrounded the estate like silent sentinels. Inside the nursery wing, every corridor lay draped in shadows. Aliyah Pierce—once Aliyah Haven—pressed her back against the cool plaster wall, heart hammering so fiercely her ribs ached. Clutched in her trembling hand was a small leather satchel containing a change of clothes, a few bills, and her mother’s maiden name scrawled in cramped handwriting on a piece of paper.

Cyrus stood up from his seat and I did the same, matching the intruders height but she is way taller than me. "Apologize to Carmela!" "No!" The nerve of this girl to say that. What have I ever done to her? "Alicia, I'm warning you..." And I'm sure his patience is running thin. Alicia then just crossed her arms over her chest and turned to look at Cyrus. "I am not going to apologize Cyrus, not to this rug, not to anyone!" She's got some attitude and I can't take it anymore. How dare she call me a rug.

She’s been at my side right since I got out of detention. “You’ve got to see the movie in the theater, it’s so worth it,” the girl said as she walked beside him. “Look, what’s your name?” Sikandar asked her. “Aaliya,” She answered. “I’m sure the movie is nice but like I said, I can’t come, I need to help out at Suleiman’s bakery store and I’m already late,” Sikandar tried to make her understand. “Your best friend’s bakery? My friends and I have always wanted to try out their sweets. You wouldn’t mind if we stopped by?”

I suddenly felt as if my throat was being strangled as she raised her hand towards me. Dillon was shocked and confused upon seeing Ari with a different appearance. "What's going on—is that Ari?" Dillon asked while being confused as he tried to stand up and walk closer to Ari. She suddenly waved her other hand at Dillon, throwing quite a powerful force. He didn't budge, but he obtained a few cuts. She suddenly restrained him using a force we couldn't see. "I am Ayla, goddess of the moonlight—I finally found her, but... what do we have here?" she asked before laughing hysterically.

Just remove your saree. Aliya removed her pallu and everyone smirked..Aliya is about to remove her saree completely but someone from behind shouted asking her to stop... Everyone turned and was shocked to see the person.. Because the person is none other than Nandini Murthy..Who came to meet Alia and return her phone as she forgot it in Murthy mansion..

Ayla: My name is Maria Ayla. My loved and closed ones call me Ayla. I'm 20 years old and I'm 5'3". I'm from Chennai, South India. Currently pursuing my BE at Mumbai. My dad is super cool and mom is sweet but strict at times and I have one annoying little brother Riyo. He maybe younger than me but always acts as a older brother. I have lots of friends but only 2 of them are I'm so close with. You all already know them I guess. I don't wanna bore you with that again.

Arrya said as she was about to leave Aliya stopped her. " I'm sorry but you said I look like your mom, can I meet her? I always wish I had a mother, my dad said mine died when she gave birth to me. he lost her photos when we moved so I don't even know what she looks like. Please I would love to meet your mom" Aliya said for Arrya to look at her. "And your name is?" Arrya asked looking at Aliya who immediately brought her left hand for a shake. "Aliyana Gerald Campbell... my family owns the Campbell electronics," Aliya said for Arrya to nod.

“You do know why I'm after you. Don't play dumb. You look like a really smart kid.” I frowned when she regarded me as a kid. “I'm an adult,” I said. She stared at me with interest and her eyes gleamed with mischief. “I know, sweetie. I'm just teasing you cause you look really tense right now.” “I was spooked by someone I don't know, you don't think I'll let my guards down, do you?” I inquired, gazing into her beautiful brown eyes. “I'm Aaliya,” she said, stretching out her hand. “And I'll like to know more about the woman that disappeared in my face.”

The girl herself got blushed as she maintained a decent distance between them. "Assalamualaikum. I am Aliha Wali" The girl said as she forwarded her hand to meet Fatima but Fatima instead hugged her as she like that girl. Aliha smiled as she immediately responded. "I think we disturb you guys." Abaan said with mischievousness in his eyes as he got himself settled on the couch. "Yes you did." Daniel said with sour mood. They seriously disturbed them. "No you didn't I was just going." Aliha said as she placed her hair flick behind her ear looking flushed.

The other maid that was behind her shared a smile with me and patted me on the shoulder. There was a confused expression on my face as she spoke. "Sorry, that's Lucy. I am Aliya, and it's nice to meet you, miss." My brows rose as I was lost in thoughts for a second. "Yes, Alana." "Alana. That's a beautiful name for someone like you. You should be a royal." She complimented and tasted my name on her lips, like it was some delicacy that she was trying out for the first time.