Ayesha Novels & Stories

“My crazy older sister, who looks out for me.” “Sounds about right. Theo is old enough to be my dad.” I giggle. “What’s your mom look like, Helios?” Ayesha asks. “Long golden blond hair, blue eyes. Wears all the latest fashions. Likes to party like she is 19, but she’s 42. Doesn’t look a day over 25. She is 6 feet and wears high heels. Speaks her mind, no filter. Don’t take anything she says personally.”

She got him. Anaya, one of the shareholders, smiled politely. “Ms. Manchester, we're pleased to have you join us.” Aisha lifted a brow. “Join you?” Anaya glanced around the room, suddenly unsure. “And you are?” “Anaya Hills.” Aisha folded her hands on the table. “Let me make one thing clear. I am not here to join you.” Her gaze swept across the room. “I am here to lead.” The room fell silent. “And who are you to think you can lead us?” Charles scoffed. “You're just Mr. Leicester's girlfriend.”

Alpha Asher's voice was rough and commanding, "My men will be going around the room to help with your techniques." "Lola." His deep voice pulled me from my explicit thoughts. Mason gave me a sympathetic look, while Breyona smirked. I walked over to Alpha Asher, my heart thumping in my chest. My heart nearly stopped entirely when Chelsea twitched up to Alpha Asher. She was wearing a sports bra that must've been four sizes too small. Her bre*sts were nearly popping out of the low cut tank top she wore. Her shorts were hiked up so high the bottoms of her b*tt cheeks poked out.

Darius pierced a dagger straight through the heart of Assorthan, ending his life. "Thea" Amber rushed forward and helped her up. "Are you alright?" Amber asked checking Thea for any visible injuries. "I am fine. Darius caught me before I could fall" Thea said. Darius got up from the ground as well. He hugged Thea tightly to him. Assorthan's body turned in to ashes right in front of everyone. Thea took a step back when everyone was observing the ashes of Assorthan. They formed a circle around dead Assorthan.

Now, it was my turn to smile sweetly while she fumed with anger. I walked around her and took my seat with Chris still snickering beside me. She glared at the both of us before storming away. She needed to understand that I wasn't one of the girls she bullied. "Why's Queen B's face so red and ugly?". Paige asked as she sat down. She walked in as soon as Tiana left. And Queen B was the name she gave her meaning Queen Bitch. Though personally, I think that name was way too nice for her.

Mr Ola-Amuda asked as he ran his eyes through Lashe from his head to his feet. “This is Ibukun’s friend. Doesn’t he look familiar?” Mrs Ola-Amuda asked and her husband’s eyes widened. “You are that teen singer?” Mr Ola-Amuda asked as Lashe smiled and nodded. “Good evening sir” Lashe replied. “Nice to meet you. we are fans, Sunset is my favourite” Mr Ola-Amuda replied. “Meet you tomorrow is mine” Mrs Ola-Amuda said with a smile and Lashe smiled widely. “Wow! I’m so happy to meet you ma and sir” Lashe replied.

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.

I felt cringy more than jealous. "Who's this girl?" She asked checking me from top to bottom. 'And... she has no manners.' "Hi! I'm Ayesha Farooqi, Armaan's new assistant manager and his personal CA." I said bringing my hand forward. "Ah.... So you work for him." She said in her total diva attitude ignoring my hand. I frowed at her taking my hand back. Her first impression: she's a total Bitchy Diva.

~Alaya No one knows how to answer my question, it seems, as it knocks them all into silence. "Fine," I mutter, folding my arms across my chest defiantly. "I want to speak to Alpha Asher." It is Death who stands, striding over to stand beside Aspen. She's the strangest looking female I have ever seen in my life. Her eyes are like a haze of smoke rippling up the side of a mountain. It curls around her pupils vividly, stealing my ability to see any sense of emotion she gives me. It's mystical. It's daunting.

I shrug. "So you're here to make the Alpha look good?" Cherry asks, handing me my tea. It smells sickly sweet, but I take a sip anyway, trying not to look out of place amongst these girls. She has a knowing look in her eyes as she sweeps her light blonde hair back over her shoulder, propping her chin on her hand to look at me. "Yes,” I muse. Savea has a regal look about her, one that has likely come from extensive travel and a family that has put her through the best possible schooling. Her eyes are a deep, pretty green, only a few shades lighter than Isaiah’s.