Amar Bail Novel Novels & Stories

I love you all for reading it and supporting it continuously. This book would not be here without certain people in my life. and I would like to take a moment and appreciate Thier efforts as well. Saamia Shabbir, one of my best friends who supported me throughout this journey. Her nickname is Amy, so you can see where that character came from. She even helped me with the making of few big plots in the novel. She is the best part of my life to be honest. Saamia, this is all because of you.

Sanam and Iqrar came ahead to talk with them because they were the only ones who were fluent in speaking Marvari. “You know we’ll be going on elephants and camels. Dad and uncle Iqrar arranged them.” The news by Abigail earned a loud chirp from Adam. “Really?” He asked with his twinkling eyes. “Yes!” Abigail grinned, pinching his chubby cheek lovingly. “I like elephants a lot!” He spread his arms to show and Abigail chuckled. He was such a cute boy. “And I like you,” said Nora on his side, slapping his arm. Adam ignored her. She did not mind and leaned closer to him, uttering, “Look, I’m longer than you!”

Liam said and caressed my hand as it sent an electric shock through my body. "She talked about her life and how Seema is a controlling freak," Liam snorted, and I grinned. "Then she mentioned falling in love with a guy who used her and took her freedom from her. She mentions the man made her into a princess and gave her everything she wanted and, in return, made other guys happy." My hand grip tight around Liam's hand. "I loathe her since I assume she abandoned me, but it turns out she was saving me from my father."

Chapter 16: Realization Mikalya’s P.O.V “Where did you get this?” I asked Abhay as I took a sip of the alcohol and felt the sting right down to my stomach. Damn, this was potent! “Some locals were sipping on it and I got interested.” Abhay shrugged his bare broad shoulders, his eyes a bit unfocused as he looked at the fire burning in front of us. “I was pretty sure I got riffed off but that’s alright, I guess.”

The first volume of Strange Short Stories is now available on a****n as an ebook and physical book! Why should I buy it if I can read for free here? -The book on a****n has an extra chapter and illustrations that are not available on wenovel or goodnovel. The book on a****n contains corrected and improved versions of all the stories, leading to a whole new reading experience! (I'm sorry to leave you with the old version, but I preferred not to get rid of the originals!)

At the company's banquet, Vanessa Sinclair the intern tosses a piece of abalone, which she has already taken a bite out of, onto my fiance, Leon Mercer's plate. He doesn't hesitate to gobble it up. That night, I tear our marriage alliance's contract into pieces before tossing them into the trash can. Leon takes off his glasses, his brows drawn together into a tight knot. "All this for a piece of abalone?" "She gave it to you after taking a bite out of it!" Leon looks up at me, his lips already curved into a mocking smile. "I never knew you're the type to be this petty, Audrey. Fine. If you don't want to proceed with this marriage, then let it be. Just don't regret your decision later.

Chapter 70 AMENDA’S POINT OF VIEW I got out of the car with a heavy heart, my hands still trembling from the emotions of the audience. Alaya finally had a chance at freedom, but that damn bail loomed over us like an unclimbable mountain. Two hundred thousand euros... I'm biting my lip just thinking about it. I knocked on Malick's door. He greeted me with his eternal reassuring smile, but I knew that what I was going to ask him would not be simple.

******* AMELIA'S POV The reality show continues with a new character. As I stood on the sidelines, watching the drama unfold, I couldn’t shake the feeling of nervousness that had settled in my chest. I was half convinced that Prince Tristan was going to report my earlier defiance to Liam. I had been so sure he would casually let slip some remark about how I’d kept him waiting at the drink stand, how I’d had the nerve to be less than attentive to his status. My mind had raced, already forming a dozen scenarios.

As the heavy wooden doors swung open, revealing the opulence within, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation of the encounters and challenges that lay ahead. ****** As Don Clementine welcomed us into his grand house, his imposing presence commanded attention. His eyes swept over me, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. "Your face looks familiar," he remarked, directing his attention towards me. Surprised, I struggled to find the right words. "I... I'm Abebi," I stammered, my voice barely audible. Mac Allister stepped in, introducing me as his consigliere and right-hand woman. Don Clementine's response surprised me. "Wow, so lucky for you," he said with a hint of admiration.

And with that thought in mind, she strode out of the bar and into the night, ready to confront whatever obstacles lay ahead. Amari found herself drawn into a whirlwind of events, each twist and turn more unexpected than the last. As she delved deeper into the murky world of dirty politics, she uncovered secrets that shook her to the core. But with each revelation, she became more determined than ever to see justice served. One evening, as she sat alone in her office poring over case files, a knock on the door startled her. She looked up to see a familiar face – Antonio Valencia, the enigmatic figure who had captivated her at the bar all those months ago.