Amaya And Janai Novels & Stories

he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. Amaya swallowed, her stomach twisting with a mixture of fear and excitement. “Then we handle her,” she said softly. Damian’s lips curved into a brief, almost feral smile. “Exactly,” he replied. The confrontation was subtle at first. Nancy whispered to her planted allies, creating small disruptions, asking pointed questions, and attempting to sow doubt. But Damian and Amaya moved as one, countering every move with precision. Damian’s presence was commanding, his words authoritative, while Amaya’s calm and insight supported him perfectly. Together, they were an unbreakable force.

Yura Shan is a beautiful, wealthy and accomplished woman whom he visited the other day at his birthday party. 'What is that woman doing here? Ah, are they dating?' asked Amayra. Amayra dismissed that assumption, not wanting to conclude it herself. Amayra quickly squeezed her smile out, and the girl returned her with her sweet smile as well. Oh that woman is really beautiful, Amayra admits that. There was a fear tucked in the 18-year-old girl's heart, what if Inder liked the woman? "Hello, my name is Amayra sis," Amayra said stalely.

“Would you mind stepping out for a little while? These two have a lot they need to talk about.” Of course she knew, she’s the moon goddess’ daughter. Amaya gave Raya a clear look of confusion, before accepting her fate. Whatever bond Amaya and Raya had it was clear Amaya trusted her without question. Binh stepped forward, finally removing his hand from Amaya, but it was clear he wasn’t done with her. Of course, Kiaro being Kiaro let out another low growl as Binh walked past us.

The door of the room slammed open and enthusiastic Aman walked in followed by Amina who was sitting in a wheelchair and Feroze was pushing her wheelchair. Seeing them, a big smile appeared on Janhavi’s face, which did not go unnoticed by Abhimaan. He mumbled to himself, "She was getting angry seeing me but seeing these two monkeys, she is showing her teeth." Continued…………….

Amaya POV “I help oversee the shelter’s care unit. The kids who have been through… more than the most.” I smiled and stretched my hand forward. “I’m—” “Oh, we all know who you are, Miss Amaya,” Ms. Lenora said warmly, taking my hand in both of hers before I could finish. “Everyone, including the kids, talk about you like some warrior princess.” “Oh,” I muttered, feeling a bit embarrassed. “I’m not sure I deserve that title.”

“There is no way you’d look handsome and cute without your mother using any skin care products on you. Trust me, you’re just a kid and you know nothing. You’re simply—” “I’d have to stop you right there, Fiona,” Janette interrupted with a raise of her palm. “My son is naturally cute and adorable, and so is your daughter, Amaya. You should focus on taking better care of her and her needs instead of trying to mound her into something she’s not,” she walked to where Amaya stood and bent to her level, smiling at the little girl. Amaya smiled back, using her free hand to hold Janette. “She is already so beautiful with the cutest eyes I have ever seen. There’s no need to change anything about her.

As she was leaving she said, “I have my own reasons. Let’s just say that, Ameya is a stupid child and I don’t want her to be misjudged. If I can, I would want her to stay as a naïve and innocent child forever. I don’t want her to follow a path of regrets.” Chan looked at Jina getting off. She didn’t answer any of his questions. But he understood that they think the same way about Ameya. Anaya was about to make another move to get rid of him. Jina was up to something that nobody knew of. And Chan had his own plans. Chan felt that the ticking time bomb was going to explode soon. Though the exact time was unknown, the explosion was inevitable. It was just a matter of time now!

Amara stared for a little while, then returned to stare at the screen. "Amara!" Her Mom called her upstairs and she got up to go. We all watched her leave. Izanagi's eyes were sparkling, I thought he might feel uncomfortable at first but then I also had to recall this was his first time meeting Amamiya-san. "Who was that?" he asked. "Amara's Mom." "She's like the dark version of Ms. Bellum." "Who?" Claire whipped her neck to study Izanagi, eyes widened. Almost as if offended at first, but then she thought about it some more and covered her mouth. "No... Yo, wait, she does dress like Ms. Bellum sometimes!"

sabi ko sa kanya. "What should we call you then, Miss Maam?" tanong ni Jina sa akin. "Arwaa would do." sabi ko sa kanya. "Okay, Arwaa." sabi nilang dalawa kaya napatawa ako ng mahina. Andami naming napagkwentohan. I also saw how soft Jasmine is. Mahinhin na mahiyain. While Jina on the otherhand, she's goofy. A total opposite of Jasmine. Ako naman, parang in between.

Amayra smiled ,like she won somthing and said," So, Krisha you can't say no to marriage but Abeer can, what I wanted to say that if you go tell him that you are the same Krisha from his school . He will definitely say no . Right? " Three of them looked at eachother ,like asking She is the same Amayra they know or any duplicate? After exchanging the look, they looked at Amayra,who is looking at them , Krisha stood up from her sit and patted on Amayra's shoulder and said ," Great idea , we are proud of you." Amayra smiled proudly on herself. **** Next day