Ayesha Hassan Novels & Stories

Curiosity into something quieter, deeper. Dennis wasn’t what she expected. He asked questions. Remembered answers. Didn’t rush the silence. Rihanna didn’t realize how much she had missed being listened to until someone finally did. At midnight, her phone buzzed again. Dennis: What’s your comfort food? She laughed softly. Rihanna: Pineapple cake. Don’t judge. Dennis: Too late. Judging a little. She went to sleep smiling at her screen, unaware that something had shifted.

"What about babe, baby, honey, honeypie, darling, sweetheart….." "Stop it!" Maya blushed. This man was out of his mind. Those cheesy words coming from his mouth made Maya's body to be covered in goosebumps. "Which one do you choose?" "Nothing. Just do whatever makes you happy." "Alright, honey," Ashton said shamelessly. "I think the princess is better." "I will go and see if the servants can prepare you some food," Ashton said as he got up from his seat. "Wait." "Aren't you hungry?"

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.

A the hotty, Ryan Damison walking in the corridor with the undernourished Raj, our department's head. Raj looks like a skinny matchstick while Ryan looks like a huge, thick matchbox. And looks hot, just like a freshly baked muffin coming right away from the oven. His chiseled jawline accentuates his sculpted face that is worth drooling. I want to save his face on my phone’s wallpaper. His shoulders are bulky and broad, muscularly squared and his sturdy hands are in the pocket of his navy blue pants, which remind of yesterday's incident. I hope I didn’t burn Hotty’s balls.

" I hate that girl already " an angry Hassana barge into the room in anger " hey, you need to calm down. Where is saddam?" hussaina asked as she faced her sister from where she was sat on the bed. " he has left" Hassana answered " So now tell me who is this unfortunate girl you hate and by the way you nearly knocked down the door! " Hassana huffs " is it not that good for nothing maid. She is so getting on my nerves"

Wasn't that a sad reality? "No! For me she is still Ashita Agrawal and so on she will still be Ashita Agrawal. I only know Ashita, not Zoya Bipasha! The real thing for me is Ashita Agrawal. I don't know Zoya and don't care about her, even if she is a daughter of a famous Mumbai conglomerate!" Praveen closed his phone screen.

Few months younger than Shayari Azisha khan- 31 years old a mother figure for Zeenat and Shayari. She held the family together while everyone was shattered. She is the daughter of Azlan Sheerazi's third in command and is married to Adeel Khan a normal businessman and has twin sons Faizal Khan and Asad khan Adeel khan- 35 years old Azisha's husband and a very lovable person. Father of Faizal and Asad. And has a business that is completely legal

Sometimes I wanted those emotions. “Let’s remember to call me Lila, not Layla. Okay?” I ignored Theodore, and looked at Jamira. “Yes, you highness.” She nodded her head, letting me know she understood. “Did yall get everything?” I asked, looking at the carriage behind them. I walked up to Alsie. “Such a good girl you are! Always taking care of us.” I rubbed her mane. I did not know her age when I got her, but it has been 24 years. She has not aged like me. She looked tired, and in need of a good time like me too.

She was looking very beautiful in her black plunging neckline jumpsuit. "Thanks but Ananya is the one who maintain my house. You know what she is such a neat freak. " Shanaya replied. "Ohh really in that case Aakash is going to have a hard time. " Sakshi spoke. She was looking very pretty in her chiffon lavender dress. "You look beautiful " Vaani spoke while giving me a hug.

Selina pleaded "Selina, calm down. I'll not report you to anybody, you shouldn't be scared of me and feel free to air your views. And my name is not my lady's is Amira . I want you to be free to tell me anything, and I hope I could also tell you anything too and it'll be safe with you." Amira asked. "Yes my lady.. I'm sorry Ami .. Ami..ra" Selina said. "So tell me what you mean by your last words" Amira questioned