Ayesha Hassan Novels & Stories

Tessa called, “can you sit with me for a bit? We need to go over what we’ll say when we meet Ares. We have to be clear, united.” But Ayisha was curled up on the couch, phone glowing in her hands. She was smiling, thumbs flying over the screen. A giggle escaped her, light and girlish, startling even to her own ears. Tessa frowned. “What’s funny?” Ayisha waved her off, cheeks flushed. “Nothing, just—never mind.” The phone buzzed again. Ayisha tapped quickly, her grin widening. Tessa leaned back, exasperated. “Ayisha, this is important. We’re talking about Jamal, Kamal, Beauty, Pretty. We can’t afford to be distracted.”

33 am I saw a slight glimpse of A'ishah the day before yesterday, but she was fragile and difficult to convince. Baasima is gorgeous compared to A'ishah at the moment, and she is easy to befriend….Baasima is a crystal-clear girl, and with her, it won't take long. Then came another email in the middle of December: Dec 14 12.18 pm from Islamabad to Manchester Hmm, tell me that how is your sweety girlfriend I miss her a lot

“Your true name is Ayaan. And as Ayaan, you carried our children. Our three children.” The words hit Ashwin like a physical force. His lips parted, but no sound came out. Female. His name was Ayaan. He had given birth. Ashwin sat frozen, his emerald-scaled tail coiled loosely around himself as he tried to process everything Ishaan had just told him. Ashwin’s voice was quiet, hesitant. "Three kids?" Ishaan smiled softly. "Yes, my love. Three." Ashwin swallowed, his throat dry. "The twins… I can understand. I’ve been with them for years. But a girl? How old is she?"

With all this happening, she was determined to make the company rise again so she could rub her success in the face of her enemies who said she would fail. Rosy was working on some project files she believed would help make some difference in the company's performing metrics when her phone buzzed with a message. She shifted her gaze to her phone and saw Lyla's name in the bubble notification. She picked up her phone, unlocked the screen and tapped on the image which she had downloaded into her gallery. Her eyes widened at what she saw. The original documents of Mingle International. The document she was tasked to look for. From the content Lyla sent to her, she realized Mingle International

She blushed even more. Ayesha Kiss Cullin: She is a friendly chinita princess who is beautiful at heart. Hot but has a bit of a conservative old passion. But totally beautiful and a certified Malditah. She's an Architecture Graduate. Right now she is also working in Malditah's office. She's their building designer and wedding planner as well. She facepalmed and blushed at those warm welcome gifts. Their staff kept laughing and teasing Lia. 'What A Crazy Friendship Ever.'

With that kind of force, blood started seeping through the bandages. I let out a low groan, gritted my teeth against the pain, and looked up at this woman who'd appeared out of nowhere. Totally baffled, I asked, "Who are you?" She seemed shocked. She let out a scoff of disbelief. "Keep pretending. Keep it up. I just went overseas to celebrate Dylan's birthday. Is that really worth you acting like you're dying, Connor?" Judging by her reaction and the way Mark had shrunk back into the corner like a bystander, it finally clicked. So this was Alyssa—the one Mark had been talking about.

Shayra said as Reyansh nodded. He was sure now there was no way he can make SHayra agree unless she gets a reason of taking down someone. “Yash,” SHayra called him as she went back to the party; Yash smiled and took Aahana from her hands; they posed for a few models when they walked a few guests out.

MummyJi greeted while gesturing them to take a seat. I left to bring refreshments for them when I heard Ma asks "Where is Ahaana?" "She is helping helpers to get her luggage." Mrs. Goenka responded calmbly and humbly. Ahaana seems like a nice girl. I should not hold grudges against her just because she is an ex-girlfriend of Akshay. I brought all the refreshments and start handing them over. "Nihar, Vaid.. meet Sanjana, IAS officer and Akshay's wife." MA introduced us.

" 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"

@AVISHKA POV@ due to these all party shoppings and arrangements I didn't even talked to rishi how he is being is he alright oh god he might be angry on me no no he will understand me let me send my pic first he will be cooled then I will call to him ash and hansika entered into my room while iam sending my pic to rishi ash : someone is looking hot today hansika : not hot ash she is damn sexy me : are you both girls or anything else