Ana Merya Novels & Stories

, She spoke as she sipped her Green tea. "Bala...". She then turned towards him as he brought a file. "She has an appointment. Hey, but this...". She frowned and was about to say something. "I know it's a part of EPIC and that Old man Vikram Sena is difficult to deal.", Elder Mishra spoke as he lifted his head. Character's description: Meera: Mother of Anan, International designer. Bhargav Mishra: Son of Rajesh Mishra, Father of Anan, Renowned Artist.

Emara Stone Today will be my first day as Ryan’s personal secretary. I am more scared than excited, as I don't trust my hormones around him. Every time I see him, something inside of me wants to grab his hands and put it on my body. Every molecule in my body itches to touch him. My inner hoe wants to get assaulted by him. Sexually.

“I raised her when her mother passed.” I looked at her for a moment, her eyes holding more pain than she would have wanted to show. “The maid who told Giovanni what happened to her,” she said quietly. “Her name is Miri. She’s new. Too eager to please the wrong man. I believe this would enough information for you to get what you want.” I nodded slowly. “Thank you.” She looked down at Lysandra with sorrow. “She used to be proud. Fierce. Like her mother. She used to be willing to fight, to stand. She is not weak. I know what I raised. And I know who I raised.”

Damascus shifted protectively beside Amara, “Who are you?” The woman didn’t look away from Amara. “I was once called Aiyana. Alpha of Alphas. The First Gold Wolf. And the reason they buried the truth beneath ash and silence.” Amara’s breath caught, “You are real.” “I am real,” Aiyana said, stepping from the crystal as if gravity didn’t apply to her. Her feet didn’t make a sound. Her body glowed with quiet power, “And so are you, child of my blood. You are not a shadow of me. You are the return of what was lost.”

she was still talking and gesticulating with her hands, showing off a small bump on her belly. ‘Let me touch this woman,’ Uru growled in my head. She too was not happy with the way Sylvia was rubbing Calista’s infertility on her face. ‘It’s okay, Uru,’ I told her. I know what letting her out will do and I didn’t want to cause trouble for Calista and Jaxon.But I can’t let this woman keep insulting my friend. “A real woman is known for many qualities, not just the ability to bear pups,” I said, attracting a hostile stare from her. “Qualities like kindness, compassion, love and goodness of heart. No wonder some women were chosen to be Luna and not others.”

“Yeah? The woman looked down at the file folder she was holding and flipped through it. Then she looked back up at Grace’s face. “When I saw the name on the file I didn’t actually think it would be you...oh my god I’m such a huge fan. Like huuuggeee fan. I loved your Tokyo campaign, it’s my favourite…the one with the motorcycles and the rain! Omg…” All Grace could do was smile. “...and I know you probably hear this all the time but you’re so cool. I’m Amara. Amara Chidi. I’m the intern who’s supposed to help you settle in and I'm completely blowing this, aren’t I?” “Nice to meet you too, Amara,” Grace chuckled, watching the lady giggle as papers in her folder fell out. “Oops. God. I’m so clu

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

Ash looked at her in confusion. " what? do you think I can bring a fifty kg rock by myself? come ya, " Maya said as Ash smiled; this was going to be the first time, he will get help from someone. " you are one of a kind huh? " Ash commented as they looked around for any heavy rocks. " what do you mean? " Maya asked balancing herself on the slippery mud. Ash held her hand as he replied, " usually girls do not like to be in this kind of situations, you know they would ask help and all, Even Azora does that, "

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

She pressed the green button. “Hello, good evening madam.” The tiny female voice made her ears twitch for a second. She sat up and cleared her throat, “Hi. Good evening. How are you doing?” “I’m fine madam. I hope I’m speaking with the owner of The Glitz Fashion Home?” “Yes.” “I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.”