Asya Story Novels & Stories

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.

ash : shutup honey how can you show my room to him me : what do you mean by it if I don't show your room should I let him to stay in my room ash : what the hell honey me : don't blame me your face is showing all answers ash : enough honey me : ok ok say did he accepted your proposal ash : yeah he accepted my proposal me : wow let's party hansika : what's going on here me : our ash is not single anymore hansika : really me : yeah niha : so now I have two sister in laws

They can't be pinned. Ayesha api wore plum frock.Her hair were tied in ponytail while backcombed from front.She was looking beautiful. Ayesha api put winged eyeliner on my eyes.I applied a light blush to my cheeks and lip balm to lips.I really hate lipstick, It makes me feel fake.So I don't wear it. Asra Api had worn silver frock and her hair were combed into bun.She was looking attractive.So after everybody was ready,we rushed towards the car.

Her eyes bore her genuineness. "She is my wife, Aliya." Asher precisely peered into my eyes. I smiled at her, not watching Asher anymore. She was beautiful. Impeccable. And there was something about her which reflected how pure and divine her soul was; the fact pacifying me from inside. Asher deserved nothing less than that. She was pregnant. I couldn't figure out the months though. But she was in the early stage. "I would have loved to stay, but my Mumma is waiting. I gotta go." She informed me pleasantly.

Zayn : it's okay be good girl (kissed in forehead) After having breakfast Zayn went back to meet Sara's grandmother. Sara : where is Zayn? Maid : Mr. zayn went back to Mumbai , he told me to take care of you and he'll return soon. Sara : okay. After maid left... Sara : what happened suddenly, I hope he'll return soon...(sadly) (In Mumbai at hotel) Grandmother : I know you definitely meet me again... Zayn : what should I do now? Grandmother : it's seems like the blackspot... Zayn : yes I saw that in her in neck side

Ashley shut her eyes tightly, trying to process what just happened. She opened her eyes and staring at her in the face was Claire, Alex's girlfriend. Fury burned her face bright red. "Who the hell do you think you are to lay your filthy hand on me?"Ashley yelled, her chest moving upward and downward repeatedly as she breathed heavily. "And who the f**king hell do you think you are to talk back at him? Do you know who he is?" Claire snapped.

[11/26, 10:47] Olu Fajembola2: Smelling A Sequel It's over! Aisha's Challenges has finally come to an end!! ✌ ✌ ✌ What an adventurous journey this has been. Thank you all for being so patient, understanding and waiting for every chapter without complaint. Your friendly comments and votes made me positive about everything until I completed the writing. Also, I will post a surprise for you tomorrow to celebrate the end of this story that has finally reached 500 reads within two months. I love you! ✴✴✴

The stone giant was going back to sleep, happy for now. Kaka didn’t even turn around, but I saw his shoulders relax a bit. I had just given him what he needed to calm everyone down. Vane swallowed hard, his throat moving up and down. He couldn’t argue with the royal heir or the weeping girl. “If you say so, Your Highness. But she has no proper score yet. Her name is at the bottom.”

With a slow, confident smile, Anastasia extended her manicured hand. “Anastasia, Damon’s girlfriend ” Ivy didn’t flinch she took in a deep breath and calmed her racing heart she even smiled while she accepted Anastasia's handshake. "Nice to meet you but I am not a house girl " ivy said bluntly. That threw Anastasia off a little. “What? Then who are you ?? ” Anastasia asked with annoyance written all over her face. The moment she had stepped in she had felt threatened by ivy unusually beautiful face the fact that she wasn't putting on any layer of makeup and was dressed in a simple white dress didn't hinder her beauty at all in fact she looked so unreal like a fairy.

In their perfect world, a trophy wife. “So, tell me all about you.” Asya doesn’t even seem to mind that her mouth is still full with cake. Instead of gross, I find it endearing. She seems more… real that way. Still angelic, but less otherworldly. “And start from the beginning. Spare no detail!”