Ayesha Novels & Stories

I hear a girl say in almost a whisper it's as if she is trying to keep quiet so she won't get caught. "Chto za chert?" I say with my thick Russian accent. (what the hell?)"Who is dis?"I say I guess she is trying to think if she should continue a few seconds later she does. "It's Jaymes, Jadens little sister please tell him I need him to help me please. I know it's later but he is the only one I can call, tell him he told me that I can reach out to him anytime at my parents and brother's funeral. Well I'm reaching out now. Please." she said crying as quietly as she can now I know she is hiding and sit up my bed realizing that she might really need help.

Let's go and see it for a while," Alex asked sideways about Ashly's opinion. "It's just over the riverbank in front." Ashly nodded. "Okay, I haven't seen it in many years." "I heard that it is Yoshino Sakura; it may be similar to what you saw when you were a kid, said Alex Smile. "Let's enjoy the flowers." "Then I want to drink beer." Alex woke up again; he is trying to calm his breathing and is crying. 'Ashly, please, I am sorry. Please come back, Ashly, please.'

Amaan asked, pulling her attention back to him. “My friend who helped me pick the gift for Kabir Bhai.” “That’s her,” Asher replied, straightening his face. “I guess I have to take my leave now. She must be waiting at the gaming zone where she left us.” Seeing Ayaan staring, lost, at the grumpy girl he’d just teased, Asher offered, “Princess, this is Ayaan. Your friend, Asmi’s son.”

Though Aisha felt irritated, she knew this was her starting process to her freedom and she was going to do whatever to make sure she escapes. Daisy wasn't herself anymore, she was depressed and sad and determined to find her best friend, she was willing to do absolutely anything to make sure of that, the whole world around her tries to make it a normal day for her but she felt their choking presence and didn't want it, she didn't like the look of pity and sadness people welcomed her with and she wasn't willing to accept that Aisha was gone.

Leah walked into the café, ordered her usual, and sat in her favorite spot. After ten minutes of just sitting there not even touching her strawberries, she noticed that she wasn’t getting comfort from her favorite snack. That’s when she realized that she was depressed. Leah loved her clan, and she would do anything to protect them. But at what cost? Her freedom? Her happiness? This wasn’t fair. She would rather be getting to know Ray than worrying about how she was going to get herself out of mating with Theo Blackwell.

She doesn’t plan on having her own pups anytime soon, so she engages in small conversations with other pups whenever she sees them. “Really?!” He was grinning from ear to ear as he stared at her. “I’m Isabel, but for your safety call me Alpha Martinez.” She stretched out her hand for a handshake. “A real life alpha from the Pride pack?... Cool!” David screamed at the last part, surprising Isabel with a hug. She smiled into the hug and lifted him off the ground, placing him gently on Dylan’s bed. “I’ve read so much about your pack. I wanna be like you when I grow up.”

“Uhm… no… I mean… Dale must be very sorry for making you feel that way. I’m sure he doesn’t know all of this that's why…” “I guess so…by the way” Ashley seriously looked at me. “Who are you? You’ve been asking me a lot and are very concerned about him. What is your relationship with Dale?” “Actually, I’m---” “She’s a friend” Chelsea answered before I could even speak. “I've never seen you before. You’re not familiar either. What’s your name?” “I’m Zae… Aliyah Zae Garza” “Your name sounds familiar to me but I just can’t remember where I heard it”

She was pure human. "My name is Ayesha, sir. Ayesha Khan!" She was either shy or scared. I couldn't tell what emotion her tomato-red face was showing. "Miss Lily Swanson isn't fit to work tonight. You take her place and she will take care of Mr. Davis in the morning!" "Yes, sir. I understand!" She was indeed embarrassed. I could tell from her now beet-red face. "Ahm! How's Lily?" She tiptoed as she glanced over my shoulder.

"But he shuts me off." "Then don't let him do it. I trust you, I know you can make him soft. Just try to be near him all the time, okay?" I didn't say a word. I'm really confused now. I don't know why she's asking me these things but do I have a choice? No. "Okay?" She asked once more. Eyes looking hopeful. I shut my eyes off and gave her a nod. "Very good, now go get him something to eat. And please, just call me Cyrene." She then walked out with her hips swaying gracefully from left to right and by the way, her name is gorgeous just like her.

The asylum sat at the edge of the city on a bluff overlooking the Tyrrhenian Sea, its facade elegant in the way old, quiet buildings tended to be when nobody wanted to draw attention to what actually happened inside them. Eve stood at the gate in plain civilian clothes, no mask, no tactical vest, Aria and Ryan holding the perimeter two blocks out per Alex's insistence that this meeting happen with as few visible weapons as possible. Her heart hammered a rhythm that had nothing to do with combat readiness and everything to do with the fact that she was, in a matter of minutes, going to look at a face she'd spent years being told belonged to a dead man.