Novel & Cerita Aliyaa

(shouting) Lisa : you are mine you are only one... I'm going to kill her. Sara dad : who is she? what she doing here? Sara : dad this is nothing, please leave us alone Diya : yes uncle leave them alone.let's go. Sara : Alia you too go Alia : but Sara . then Sara went to washroom there and washing her dress .Zayn talking with Lisa in another room. Lisa : Zayn listen to me , she is not worth for your love. I loving you so much.

she said as she stood and picked up her blazer. Andrei laughed and looked at Alpha Diego. “You see? Now you’re going to drive yourself insane thinking about her.” She popped her blazer back on and picked her bag up. Her ribs felt completely fine now. “I’ll take you back,” Alpha Diego said, standing, too. “No, it’s fine. I’ll just—” “I insist,” the Alpha said as he walked to the door. “Bye, Ava. See you soon,” Iulia said. Like they were friends.

“Alia, Alia.” A cheerful and slightly excited voice abruptly pulled Alia from her tangled thoughts. She looked up sharply and saw her younger sister, Lianna, standing at the doorway. Dressed in a pale yellow knee-length dress with a matching silk ribbon around her waist, Lianna exuded a lively charm, like a bright little bird brimming with vitality. A faint smile played on her lips, and her sparkling eyes carried a hint of mischief, as if she could always find joy wherever she went.

I wonder if I will ever get used to being called mate or Luna. I slip out of my chair and extend a hand to her. “It’s nice to meet you, Zaina. My name is Aaliyah.” She takes my hand warmly. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Aaliyah. I hope we can be good friends like our men,” she adds, pointing at the men catching up. “Sure, that would be an honour. Let me have your phone I’ll add my number.” “Perfect,” she says, bringing it out of her clutch bag and handing it to me. I save my number and return it to her.

The girl’s eyes sparkled with eagerness, her smile unshaken. “My name’s Kiara,” she said cheerfully. Aliyah lowered her gaze and continued sharpening her blade, silent. Undeterred, Kiara sat down beside her. “I’m new here,” she continued brightly. “And I don’t know anyone yet. I thought… maybe you’d want to be friends?” Aliyah barely gazed at her. Her blade scraped harder against the stone. After a long pause, Kiara’s smile faltered. She sighed softly. “Oh… I see.” She stood, her head lowering as she walked away.

And just as I was scanning him, a woman who looked very similar to Rachel alert from the back, in a red dress, walked towards him and hugged and kissed his lips. WTF is going on in here, he is with Rachel and now he is with someone else. I was about to kick the hell out of him when Rachel walked in hugging the woman too, and when I saw her face, the woman was none other than. "What are you doing here?" I walked towards, without even caring about Rachel seeing me. "Jayce," I cheered, hugging myself. "Meet Daniel my boyfriend and Rachel her sister," "Sister," I shouted, the last word louder than I accepted to and the eyes of people around the restaurant turned to me.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

" She breathed. Just then a woman walked up to them. "Welcome. You must be Mr Smith." She lilted. "As a matter of fact, I am.'' He replied. "And then in that case this must be the young woman we're shopping for today?" She said, her eyes straying from him and taking in Katie in a single sweeping glance. "Yes." "Ah. I see. Anti jameelah." She exclaimed, before offering a hand towards her in a friendly handshake. "I'm Aalyah by the way." "Katherine." Katie simply replied.

Anything just to break out of the marriage. Suddenly, I heard heavy footsteps approaching my room, followed by the sound of my door opening. I quickly turned around to see a young looking woman standing in the doorway, looking at me with a mix of curiosity and astonishment. "My lady, I am Aliya," she introduced herself to me, bowing down a bit. She had brown skin with beautiful green eyes to compliment it. "I am the maid appointed to you by Alpha Alexander." "You didn't knock before entering, did you?" I queried.

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.