Allah Tarik Seri Wajahnya Novels & Stories

The kind that tightened my chest and made my hands curl into fists under the table. Zahir grinned and gestured toward her as he continued speaking to Tariq. “هذا الصغير لديه مخالب. الطريقة التي تنظر بها إلي، طارق... مشاكس. تقريبا كما لو أنها تفهم كل كلمة أقولها.” *(“This little one has claws. The way she looks at me, Tariq… feisty. Almost as if she understands every word I say.”)*

I couldn’t explain it, I was seeing Emerald but at the same time, the face was slightly different from Emerald’s. Her nose was sharper, her eyes rounder than Emerald’s, there was a glint of playfulness in her gaze and her smile simply just lit me up inside. Her Olive Tan skin glistened and I craved to lick her all over. Tarik growled and pranced, huffing strained breaths as his arousal leaked into me. ‘Calm down.’ I told him, the last thing I want is for him to take over. ‘Want mate. Want to be inside mate, need to mark mate,’ Tarik moaned his desires, not caring how intensely his lust was bleeding into me.

My mouth parted, then closed, before I was still unable to find the words. Alaric's face turned serious. "Why is your face so red if it isn't a fever?" He asked reaching out for my chin. I evaded his touch, backing away. "I am fine...it's nothing," I said, scrambling away. He grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer. His face was so close that I could feel his breath on my face. My heart started beating slowly but super loud in my head. Why did he have to look so charming up close? Alaric inspected my face until a dazzling smile crossed his lips. His voice was low but loud enough for me to hear.

He interacted with different people every day and made plans for the future, but something was missing. When he searched for the actress again on social media, he saw that she had grown up. Her eyes were no longer big and cute, but fierce and seductive. Her lips had become thicker because of lipstick. She no longer had a child's body but that of a grown lady. Everyone was attracted to her. His heart raced as he stared at her pictures online for hours. Is this truly Serena Laurel? "I... want to have her," he said, shocked when he heard his own whisper.

Although, in reality, Fathia didn't want to divert her attention anywhere other than Sebastian. "Don't get tired of the compliments. You really are beautiful." Fathia smiled slightly. She touched Sebastian's jaw as if addicted to it. Causing him to close his eyes and savor the moment. "The scar on my face isn't too noticeable anymore, right?" Sebastian shook his head gently. "It's smooth now and you look like Fathia Bernessa Claire again."

she whispered, her face flushed a delicate shade of pink as she struggled to maintain her composure. A satisfied smirk tugged at Liam's lips as he stepped back, his fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his chiseled, evenly toned muscles. Arla's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of him.

“I think you’re much more adorable.” Sera rolled her eyes when she heard Ric’s voice from behind them. Why did he even follow them? Would he chase her around like a dog this time? “Don’t you have work to do, Your Imperial Highness?” Sera asked politely but her expression look annoyed. “Sera, I always tell you that you just look cuter when you’re annoyed.” Alaric let out a soft chuckle. “I’m sorry to burst your bubble, but I’m not following you if that’s what you think.”

Saraya, with a wide grin, held foam and rubbed it on his cheek. Raf smirked seeing this and rubbed his cheek on hers. Saraya made a pout and wiped her cheek, which she had cleaned a few moments before. “Tit for tat, mate,” Raf exclaimed in a teasing tone. Saraya slapped his chest and eyed Zee. He was drawing circles on his father’s chest with the lather.

she said. There was a pause. “Yeah. Now,” she added. “Don’t make that face. He is awake. And he looks like shit. So do you, by the way.” Even in my state, the corner of my mouth twitched. That was Sera. Unable to leave a moment untouched by sarcasm. Another pause followed. I imagined Adrien standing there, rigid, probably refusing to move. Probably angry. Or worse.

Sera got ready when she got out and she stood in front of her. "I didn't talk to you earlier, I am glad you came back safe." She smiled at her which irritated her. She doesn't like seeing Sera smile. She realized that what she was doing wasn't that bad for Sera to still be able to smile. She badly wants to erase that, like how the sweet smile on her lips disappeared. She wants Sera to never smile again.