Amish Novels & Stories

He sighed, sweat dripping from his forehead. “I’m okay, Zach. These don't give pain at all.” He replied, his words broken. Nat was a native Spanish just like me, but his English was quite interesting to hear. “Deus is quite an influential, no?” “He is. But he had angered that boxer.” He leaned back on the couch as I patched up his injuries with a bandage. Several tattoos lingering on his bulky chest. “Proud of that boxer though.” I chuckled, feeling somewhat proud for the unknown human.

She was almost my height, just an inch shorter and every time she looked at me I internally cringed. I entered the class to find Alina already in her seat. Her new partner was none other than Brady Hampshire. There weren't enough words in the dictionary to describe how much I hated that fact. Since he returned to school after his little battle with the bees, he's made it his duty to make my life hell. Well, at least he attempted to make it such.

she said in a sweet tone. The women behind her nodded eagerly. Something about them felt… off. But I took Jay's hand anyway. I needed to start gaining Nicholas’s people’s trust somehow. “Hey Jay, I’m Michelle. It’s nice to meet you.” I said with the best smile I could muster. She gave me an overly wide smile that bordered on fake. “Yeah, I know.” One of the girls behind her shot forward, extending her hand. She had mocha skin and dark brown eyes and carried herself with an air of excitement.

He wasn’t judgmental about any woman—neither his ex-girlfriend nor Asmaira. He pretends he cares about money, but he’s always been there for his people. Asmaira gazed at the full moon and smiled—a real smile, not one born of duty or to comfort her parents, but simply because she felt joy stir within her. She still distrusted men, but Asher found his place. Not by forcing, not by sympathy—but by being himself and treating her like someone who didn’t need saving. Elsewhere, at the Hashmi mansion, Amaan stared at the moon. Rodriguez’s words echoed, “Ma’am left the mall around midnight and…there was a…man."

I felt really bad for what just happened. "Don't worry about it, it's just a shirt" he tried to reason. "I am Jason by the way" he introduced himself, smiling a little. "I'm Ana" I returned. "Such a beautiful name for a pretty lady" Was he trying to flirt with me? I smile at him, he must be good with the ladies. Such a smooth landing. *** ASHTON I stepped out of the men's bathroom, the white stain on my black shirt didn't go away but it was manageable.