Ayana Fnf Novels & Stories

The exit. “Damn it Daniel, where the fuck are you?” Ana shouts. Her voice quivers and it makes my eyes widen a little. “If he’s not here then―” “He wouldn’t leave without us. Something’s wrong,” she hisses angrily before storming back down the hall of cells. I take a deep breath before following her. She moves so quickly that I lose her for a few moments but just as panic starts to set in, I find her standing frozen at the entrance to the medical hall―the same hall where I went for testing and the injection that immobilized my wings.

I would not want to see you die of an ulcer," I said, closing my eyes and patting my Light on the back. "I have already tried. But, their Don told me to fuck off. Apparently, the guys on the old continent put a lot of money on the table to pay for Andrea's services. And, I hate to admit it, but Andrea texted me to tell me to leave him alone and wait for his return," Santo complains. "Andrea Bonani is not coming back," my Light's tired voice whispers, startling Santo and me. She straightens up on one elbow and lets me catch her hand to lay kisses against her wrist.

Raven I’m sprawled across my bed with a tube of Pringles balanced on my stomach when my phone buzzes. Anaya’s name flashes across the screen. “Hey,” I answer, crunching loudly into the phone. “Are you eating?” “Pringles. Want some?” “I’m in Florida, genius. I can’t reach through the phone.” I laugh and pop another chip in my mouth. The salt and sour cream flavor coat my tongue. “So guess what?” I say. “Roman and Vivienne had a huge fight. She called off the engagement.”

I only prayed for the best for all of us. " please don't mind Faryah, she talks a lot" I heard Raihanna say as I sat opposite her and offered her a juice box. She was a very beautiful woman. The first time I saw her, I was amazed. Her dark skin and beautiful smile were amazing. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about her. She was a daughter of a friend of Ummah's. They were Nigerians and Masha Allah, they were really beautiful. I felt something for her and I really wanted to get to know her more. " It's fine, she's a nice woman, her husband is at work or something?" I asked as I fully focused on her. " Uhh, her husband, well honestly all that is a very long story" She answered as she dropped

Zayn parted his lips as he wanted to say something but stopped because I got a call. I squeezed shut my eyes when I saw the name on the screen. Chris Logan. I swiped my tongue on my drying lips and answered it. "Ryan, what is that news? What happened to Ana? I have been trying to reach her for a while now but she isn't responding." I could feel his nervousness even though he isn't in front of me at the moment. "It is all true. She got stabbed at her company-" Saying those words felt surreal. I can't believe that such a thing is still possible although it is the 21st century, "She got surgery and she is fine now." I assured him.

This being one of them Scowling, he stared out of the window. * Aiyana She looked at her car, which had her bags, awaiting her journey back home. She had decided to drive back, enjoy the scenery and relax. She smiled as she thought, Relax. Yes, she needed to do that. But her love for her job, the thrill of doing it. It was incomparable. She wanted to get home and see about joining a group that had sent feelers. They wanted her to come on board and be a Consultant. And Force Operations, the group, was fast becoming one of America’s largest private security organisations.

85 ANNALISE The night was charged with energy, an electric tension crackling in the air as I floated above the two armies, suspended under the eerie glow of the blood-red moon. Below me, warriors lined up, their faces a mix of fear and determination. I could feel their anxiety swirling like a storm. Marcus and Spencer stood at the forefront, their expressions betraying their confidence.

“Last night, I visited King Guaya. He talked about the visitors you saw the other night. They demanded for Banabella, but we denied them their request. King Guaya lied to them that she’d been acutely ill and had died two days ago. The prince did not believe this. He and his men left, saying no word. King Guaya followed them as though leading the way out, and furiously, a soldier threw a parchment at his face and that was when they left in anger. The next day, another group returned, demanding for Banabella. And as they rode off, with no hopeful response from King Guaya, a soldier hauled another parchment at his face. “The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from

1 It was Sunday and was meant to be a holiday. But for Chan, it’s the worst day of the week. It was the day Anaya went for shopping and clubbing with her friends. Naturally, Chan was the escort for the party team. Escort was just in name, and Anaya used Chan as her maid, personal assistant to carry everyone’s bags and even as a server in the party hall, when required. Moreover, he was the best cover up for everything she did, as he won’t tell on her to Mr. Shaw and can solve all the issues she made.

"Ayana, I would only say this to you once; what happened to us at the party was just for mere pleasure and nothing more. I am not interested in you and don't want to do anything with you anymore, so quit trying. As you see, my girlfriend is pregnant. We are having a family now and we are getting married soon." Though the getting married thing wasn't sure yet, I still told it to her. I thought it would be enough to stop her but as Francis warned me, she still insisted to come near me, but I was quick enough to dodge her. I remember what Francis told me when he was done finding out who Ayana was. "Her friends say that when Ayana wanted something, she'll do anything to have it. And if she neede