Asya Story Novels & Stories

I quipped, my tone dripping with sarcasm. His eyes locked with mine, and if looks could kill, I'd be six feet under. Clearly, my remark didn't sit well with him. Perhaps he wasn't accustomed to being on the receiving end of rejection, but seeing him squirm brought me an unexpected sense of satisfaction. Before Thrystan could respond to my question, Ahvi interjected, her tone playful. "He's going with Sora, as always. It's always Sora," she remarked with a knowing smile, causing my gaze to shift back to Thrystan, who suddenly seemed fascinated by the pattern on his cup. Sora's attempt to hide her blush was futile, evident by the telltale flush creeping up her cheeks.

Kira muttered over the comms even as a high-angled shot took out one of the men aiming at Bones. Ysa was up high in the sky, hovering over the melee and well out of view until she dropped down onto a warehouse rooftop and flung her power at one of the semi-trucks. She didn’t have the precision Bones' telekinesis afforded him, but what she lacked in finesse, she made up in sheer determination.

I just wanted to barge to her side, grab her, hug her tightly, and bury myself in her alluring scent. But now was not the time. She looked as beautiful and ravishing as always, but this time, her note of innocence was gone. It was like I was looking at a mature, cold-hearted version of herself now. Aysel was always this vibrant, joyful, and funny girl who always had a smile on her face no matter the situation, but now it seems like I have killed that girl because all I could witness in her expression was a frown and a look of hatred, directed towards me, of course.

Liya mused. "Definitely," Whizz agreed, her smile widening. With a final glance in the mirror, they left the room, their steps more confident now that they were back in familiar territory. As they walked down the hallway, Liya turned to Whizz. "You know what's the most important thing though?" Liya asked. Whizz raised an eyebrow. "What?" "We're going to have an epic story to tell Samuel and Jota," Liya replied, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

It wasn't his nature to be this impulsive, but maybe, just like everyone says, there's always a first time for everything. He looked at Allysa with a meaningful stare, and Allysa didn't shy away from his gaze. Instead, she smirked at him. "Then shall we go, Mrs. Valentinus?" Randall said as he offered his hand towards her. Allysa gladly accepted the invitation with a smile on her face. They got up together and walked away as if no proposal had happened on that very sushi restaurant. When they come out from the restaurant Allysa asked when she saw they were walking on a different direction from her expected route, “where are going anyway?”

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

Try to eat and then sleep. A Chinese girl placed the tray on the table and bowed her head respectfully. “Thanks, Ah,” said the supervisor. The girl smiled and left without making a sound. — What did you call the girl?! Diana asked, intrigued. — "Ah". Most servant girls or maids are called "'Ah". It's kind of a title. In Cantonese there is no word for this, the closest term is " Gung-yan " but they find it offensive. "Ah" is a kinder way of referring to them. The supervisor smiled and patted Diana on the arm. - With time you get used to it and you won't find it so strange anymore. I know you'll do well here, I can feel it. Forget Dr. Jonathan. I know him well. This is just a facade.

Aya****" Aya rode the night bus this time, after what had happened to her the other night, she had decided to play it safe, it was hard working two jobs and living undercover as a journalist. Her mind wandered back to that scary night, when she and her best friend Natalie had been on a case, that would have been the case that would have changed their lives but instead It had taken Natalie's life and forced Aya to live in hiding. She knew she was wanted, the head quarters had granted her asylum, they had sent her here to hide in the rush of new york, and work two jobs. The bus pulled up in her bus stop and she quickly hurried down. * It was another endlessly boring night at the dental clinic.

she said “This isn’t exploration This is a hit They knew exactly where to push” Asha scanned the intrusion path again, faster this time “They did this on purpose Loud, and Obvious They want you to see it”.“They don’t care if they get caught?” “No,” she said“Not anymore”.Kian watched her closely,do you Recognize anything?She tried not to react, but she knew she failed. The pattern was the same as before only sharper and more aggressive now .“You do” he said calmy “You know this person”.Asha didn’t answer then He stepped closer “Say it asha”. “They’re after me” she finally said “Not you kian”He sat down “Explain ”

I didn't answer. Before Isaac could say anything else, I kept my eyes fixed on the snow falling before me. Suddenly, a little girl ran over and handed me a rose made of snow. "I wish you a long, healthy life and happiness every single day, pretty lady!" I accepted the rose and patted her head. "You, too, kiddo." She stood on her tiptoes and whispered in my ear, "A handsome guy asked me to give you this flower. He told me not to tell you, but you're so pretty that I decided to betray him."