Alya Roshidere Novels & Stories

The watercolour used proved to be quite expensive. It didn't take long before we heard heavy footsteps headed our way. The big doors opened revealing a middle-aged woman, in a black mermaid dress, her blond hair styled so that no strand was falling out of place. She moved gracefully and took a sit in front of us, on a sophisticated sofa which I am guessing was reserved for her. She offered her hand for a handshake, greeting each and every one of us, a delicate smile still plastered on her face. "Welcome to Maran Pack. I am Alpha Clarissa Marana. How may I help you all?" She asked, her hands clasped together on her lap, her nails shining showcasing the intricate designs on it.

Ashley thought that the Rose Academy was only on that level. Turned out the academy was actually the biggest department inside the company because they also took space down until Level 40, making it eleven levels in total for all the designers and models to work together. Level 50 was actually the main part where the products from designers were brought to be photoshoot and then put inside the AG Atelier fashion magazine called Fashion Atelier, similar to the name of the online shopping app that was owned by the company.

Gabes POV I carry Aaliyah up the stairs gently, trying as much as possible to keep her comfy. I look down at her face, She looks so young and innocent cradled in my arms like this. My protective instincts surge inside me. I let out a low growl, She has been such a wonderful Boss; I enjoy protecting her and her son. Thank the Goddess I followed my instincts and went to check on her. This is going to be a huge council problem and I know even if Brandon reports this, nothing can be done to her. What Amellia said is true, as annoying as she is. She is Brandon’s chosen Wife. I shake my head trying to clear my scattered thoughts..

Yusuf was just a Playboy. “That biology teacher is so mean, can you believe after making us lean on that dirty grass, that hot sun. she said we must duplicate the note before we go for break. knowing how big that Subject is even after break we will still be writing” Alisha exclaimed. her hold her hands so furious, her hijab floats down to kneels. Alisha daughter to Fatima, the fourth child of the family

"At least spare my life because I'm your fated mate..." Meeting his intense gaze, I firmly shook my head. My voice was cold and final as I spoke a single word: "No." I bit down hard, feeling his life drain away. Soon, he stopped breathing, his body going limp beneath me. Turning back, I saw the challenge arena had fallen into a stunned silence. The air was thick with shock and awe. Then, someone snapped out of the daze. A voice called out, filled with admiration and a hint of fear, "All hail the Alpha!"

Luna Riya smiled at both of us and said, "If you both agree to be together, then I want both of you to be her Godmother and Godfather." Alpha King was dumbfounded and said, "Thank you so much, that day is not so long." I looked at Alpha King, Alpha Ryan, and Luna Riya and said, "That's not fair Luna." They all laughed at me and Luna Riya said, "You are welcome Kate." I sulked and turned to kiss Rosalie and say, "Rosalie, see how they are doing this to me?" Rosalie woke up and started crying. Luna Riya said, "I think she is hungry. I will feed her.

She was still in great shock. I sighed and looked at my stomach. "It was Blake." "He raped you?!" she screeched hysterically. I reached for her hand and asked her to calm. "You got it wrong. He didn't rape me." I looked down, avoiding her eyes. "Aly, what did you do?! This is a big problem! You are supposed to get married and now you are pregnant?! Goodness! They might miscarriage your baby!" she said worriedly in paranoia. I was alarmed by that.

Then heavens decided to send a helper and one of the maids, the one from before, I don't done her name, came in. "Ma'am, Mummy said you should hurry up." "My name is Abiola!, and please come in." She did as told and I looked at her. "Pick a dress for me." She looked at me. She settled on a glittery grey gown with shorts hands reaching her elbows. "Thanks, I had eyes for that one too. Do you think it's ok?"

"We have the key. We have the rope. We have the window. We are leaving." Caramen looked at me, a sad, knowing smile touching her sallow face. "You’ve changed, Aliya. When you woke up, you were a ghost. Now, you’re something else. Something dangerous. Something determined" "I'm a woman who wants to see the sun again," I replied. "I want to find out why my husband let this happen. I want to know if he was the one who handed me over. And I can't do that if I'm dead on a concrete floor."

I was stunned at her brazenness and apparently, she wasn’t done yet. “You know the truth, little Amelia Rhodes, I think you’re going to cause my brother more harm than good. I mean, he had his life planned out with a strong and beautiful woman like May by his side, but you came into the picture from whatever hole you crawled out from with nothing to help him be a strong alpha except maybe what’s between your legs. I-“