Ayah Anneth Novels & Stories

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

When she took a step toward Dark, pointing out the bones that should be her index finger, Dark recoiled, and the fastest he'd walked in his life, he ran into the packhouse screaming. Ulric runs down the street to find out what's happening, and Agnes materializes by Ulric's side. - Alpha, call everyone away from the border. Lilith is at the entrance to the pack land. - Who? - Ukric asks, confused. - The Queen of Hell. The woman that the god of humans created at the same time as Adam, but who didn't obey him and ran away. - The woman of Adam in the religion of humans, isn't she Eve? - the witch asks, confused.

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.

Me: (Amused by her energy) “Well, my name is Nathy.” Hamida: “Ooh, you got us flowers? Wait no, sorry my friend. Ann, what’s yours is mine, right?” She put on a cute face. Ann: “Yes, yes, yes. Everything that’s mine is yours. My man is yours, too.” Hamida: “Yes, yes, yes our man.” She smiled happily. Ann: “Hamida, can you stop? You’re meeting him for the first time.” She turned to me. “Baby, don’t mind her. That’s just how she is. I wonder how she got married.” She laughed.

I simply don’t know how to protect the alliance, without taking my fiancée as my Luna. As I am about to take her hand, I feel Anya’s hand on my shoulder. “Still breaking it to the little Lily pad that you are rejecting her, Jar?” she asks. “Anya, it’s not that easy,” I start to say. “Oh Jar, it’s super simple. You reject her, she accepts, end of story,” Anya says.

"My soul will probably be going to Hell anyway Zion so what's the point?" I flew closer to her, close enough to cup her neck and stroke the pad of my thumb over her plump bottom lip, "The creator may show you lenience. They may let you into Heaven Angel face and I won't let anything take that opportunity away from you because that's where you rightfully belong." She shut her obsidian eyes and when she reopened them they were their normal, steely gray color, "You have hopes that exceed the reality, Zion." Her minty breath fanned across my face and I hadn't realized how close we were until I felt her breaths mingle with mine.

I said " You must be really smart to think of such a nice name .. what about you , what's your name sweetheart ?" " I'm Annabeth " she answered with a shy smile " It means I'm favoured by the God " " You surely are " I replied and I meant it , she was Jacob's little sister and the Knight pharmaceuticals little princess , if she wasn't favoured by God , then I don't know who was ... Ugh , Really Bella pessimist much ?

It was obvious, both of them were hell-bent on getting Zayn! Anabelle stepped forward and crossed her arms, her honey brown eyes dilating. " Yes. This will be the key to getting what I want. Zayn will surely regret what he did to me today! I will make him cry for my love, our love!" Her face darkened, and she cracked her fingers slowly! ***** Anita walked around the unknown community. Her face was solemn and sharp, as her eyes scanned the whole community, with her hands clasped together behind her.

We share a room and the same level of sarcasm. " Thanks for the compliment Annu, I was just trying to wake up a sleeping monster" she gave me a mock bow and started dancing again. You see what I was talking about. Can someone explain to her that it's a sin to disturb people's sleep especially on SATURDAY? The smell of delicious breakfast reached my nose following it I entered the kitchen. Hayat my elder sister was making her world-famous breakfast.

The lives she touches are forever changed, and the gratitude in their eyes mirrors the admiration in mine. In this sea of suffering and pain, Annabelle is an unwavering beacon of hope. She embodies the indomitable spirit of a healer, a guardian angel walking among mortals. And as she rushes from one person to another, tirelessly fighting to preserve life, I am filled with awe and admiration for the remarkable woman she is.