Anime Aisha Novels & Stories

“She’s not part of any clan. Her family not only kicked her out, they also deregistered her. She’s been living without a clan since she was fourteen. She volunteers at an animal shelter and has a cat. She’s not like her kind. Her abilities are practically non-existent. She gets drunk very easily on human alcohol. She’s got a soft spot for animals, and she’s trying to put herself through school to become a vet. She’s very beautiful: red hair, green eyes. She’s also got a sweet smile…” Aisha’s grin grows broader with each sentence, and when I finish, she murmurs, “You’re well on your way to falling in love with her, Robert.” I want to deny it, but my wolf rumbles in approval at her assessment,

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She did not want to waste her chance roasting the man who cheated on her best friend. "You mean you're that Ash-" "Yes... He's that Ashton Grey. The one that owned that big fashion company. AG Atelier, remember? The company used to hold a lot of design contests for art students before. Ashley and I used to participate in those contests before and we often told you that, you know... What a turn of events, Ashley ended up marrying the owner of that company," Hana kept roasting the guy harshly.

"Hey, Ryan, let's read a book together before bedtime” Ryan's face lit up. "Yay! Mommy read me 'The Lion King'!" As I watched him sleep I kissed him goodbye and walked out of his room meeting Ashley who bumped into me. “Oh! Sorry dear,” she stopped halfway her eyes falling into my teary ones. “Hey! Are you okay? I nod bitting on my lower lip to fight back the tears that threatened to slip. I didn’t want to return to Sage or anything about his family. I don’t want anything that has to do with him or any of them but knowing how powerful the family was I have to fulfill my part of the deal or they were never gonna let me go.

ran down her body upon hearing ‘Ghost’ name, Aisha is brave girl but she is dam frighten of ghost, monsters and all horrible supernatural creatures, even a mere thought of them is sufficient to spike up all hairs on back of her neck “Fuck… I should have woke up Ravan… at least he can handle darkness better then me” she murmured cursing her decision to come out of her room all alone and immediately thought of rushing back when she saw a white light coming from Ravan office room , which was on same floor in one far end of corridor ‘No.. Noo don’t Aisha don’t try to be brave’ he subconscious warned however slightly cursing own self Aisha again walked quietly on her toe towards Ravan office roo

She blushed even more. Ayesha Kiss Cullin: She is a friendly chinita princess who is beautiful at heart. Hot but has a bit of a conservative old passion. But totally beautiful and a certified Malditah. She's an Architecture Graduate. Right now she is also working in Malditah's office. She's their building designer and wedding planner as well. She facepalmed and blushed at those warm welcome gifts. Their staff kept laughing and teasing Lia. 'What A Crazy Friendship Ever.'

Miranda wondered, while gathering her hair in her palms, before tying them above her skull in a ponytail. Miranda was too busy packing up to notice the forlorn visage which took over Anise's facial features. The once lively Luna now suffered phantom pains in her chest, as if her heart had been cut out, and yet her brain didn't understand that, and it all had to do with the way Asher looked at Miranda earlier. Anise knew it was selfish of her to change gears now and get Miranda as far away from Asher as possible, and yet that's all she wanted.

The corners of my mouth twitched. A waitress approached our table with a polite smile, and her notepad poised. “Two glasses of lychee hibiscus spritz,” I ordered. “With just a dash of ginger and mint.” The waitress nodded and disappeared just as swiftly. Across from me, Ashina tilted her head with an eyebrow arched in surprise. “You remember?” she asked, her voice almost too quiet. “Of course I remember,” I replied, the edge of my tone sharper than intended. That drink had been her favorite on hot days. A mix of delicate florals and tang, just like her. How could I forget?