Ayesha Hassan Novels & Stories

Did Trent buy her another set of clothes or jewelry? Probably, it was surprising that they were still dating till now. Hanging out with him had also earned her fame and a lot of elites even mistook Layla as one too. “Hey. You seem happy.” I said. She laughed and I could see her flicking her hair the way she always did. I smiled, maybe I still did know her after all. “Check the news website. I told you Sasha was being serious about helping you…because of me!” She squealed.

Arohi started to talk "Sahiba sorry baby I just want to surprise you .Mr Mehra is here to shoot a documentary on dad's musical event. " "Ooh ok " "Please you all can call me Siddharth " " Ok then you should also call us by our names, you know me I am aarohi ., she is rachna and this blushing beauty is Sahiba sheikh " "Okay i'm Siddharth Mehra and he is " " I am Zaheer khan". He tried to impress the special girl. Aarohi wanted to clear her doubt so she asked " Tell me why are you people scared to see us I mean we don't look so bad "

" he said prior to leaving in and murmured something into her ear. Karish saved me a look before he pardoned himself and vanished in the moving group. A couple of individuals stayed back, lounging around the fire drinking and talking. Arosh was an excellent young lady, with fair skin, a charming face, blue eyes, and long light hair falling on her back, she had a demeanor of honesty and pleasantness like a holy messenger. She set me straight quickly with her inviting grin. She snatched my hand, hauling me away from my considerations as we cleared our path through the backwoods. "What did Karish murmur to you?" I was interested to know. "He advised me to give you the most delightful room, howe

Her mate would have gone along with whatever decision she would have made, but he would never have been happy if she gave in. Shadow was not meant to be caged by this system. Nyx wasn’t either. She turned her head to look at Mr Hansson, and he smiled when he saw her eyes. He couldn’t hide his excitement at the show he assumed he would get, and that disgusted her. “We can do this another way,” she said. She was surprised at the sound of her voice. It was deeper, huskier. “And what other way is that, Ava?” Mr Hansson asked.

They would enjoy a lot but nothing like this is happening. "You are looking so beautiful," Sharvni said trying her best to smile. Ashiyaan returns a small smile. How can she smile for real?? When her heart is bleeding! "Didi," Two girly voices boomed in the room, Sharvni and Ashiyaan looked at the door. There standing Avinash's two cute and beautiful sisters Divya and Chutki. They also look beautiful in their peach and yellow lehenga respectively. They flashed their smile at Ashiyaan and Ashiyaan too gave them a small smile.

Chantelle is working at the coffee shop, and she sees a customer enter. She's surprised to see that it's Delcan, the handsome, wealthy man she met the other night. She feels a little flustered, but she tries to act cool and collected. As Delcan walks up to the counter, he says, "Hello, I'd like to order a coffee, please." He smiles at Chantelle, and she feels her heart skip a beat. She's nervous, but she tries to play it cool. "Sure thing," she says, and she starts making his coffee. Chantelle hands Delcan his coffee, and as he takes it, their hands touch briefly. They both look up, a little surprised by the contact. There's an awkward moment of silence, and then Delcan says, "Thanks for the

It was her passion to do so, and she was glad her Asian parents didn’t talk her out of it or convince her to do something else. At 25, she was working with most of the big fashion brands in New Jersey, and that’s how she met Alyona. Her almond-shaped eyes were a deep shade of brown. Her high cheekbones framed her face perfectly, giving her a strikingly sculpted appearance. Her long, silky, jet-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, adding to her enchanting presence. She stood at 5'9" with a svelte and toned figure, and her every movement was a testament to her poise and confidence.

But you don't own people so back off! "oh! actually I do own them! " what I know is she must be paying their servant for what they work but it doesn't mean that she owns a living human for her mockery! she has lost her sense. and who the hell is she? is she Abhimaan's girlfriend? "Sorry to burst your bubble dear but you are not god!" I am also determined to give some sense to her tiny brain so that she could understand her standard of living. "No, I am Ayesha Luthra!"