Ayesha Novels & Stories

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

It must be great to have friends. " that's great baby, you can invite her over, " His mother smiled at Asher and it was bright and too fake. The Bonavich's are one of the most important people in the country, they are the family's competitor. He didn't let the emotions take over his face, his blank and emotionless face was up to them. " Ace?" someone whispered to him. His thirteen years old sister, Anaya Alastar. Ace and Anaya we're the closest.

she sat down on the stool behind the counter when Ayesha came running inside, shouting. "Sis! breakfast, am getting late." Ayesha said, quickly sat beside Arham. Ayat, who was about to take her first sip, looked at Ayesha from top to bottom. She was wearing a long heightened pink coloured dress with knee-length boots. Ayesha looked down at herself than at her.

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.

he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

She said and circled them with her so-called ‘friends’. Ayesha was the mayor’s daughter. She had never been denied anything and had always been… bit dumb. She might have gotten to study at Eastwood high but she wasn’t up to Eastwood high’s academic standards. She was nothing but a bimbo, who had a reputation for bullying and harassing the weaker kids. And so was her little group of four friends.

the woman announced as she walked behind him and kissed his neck, she smiled as she looked at us, she stayed leaning near Arimas whilst he played with her hair "I'm Thomas Birch, of the Unitaur coven, and ...." "Wait didn't you say you were from black wolf?" the woman insisted standing up straight now, even Arimas sat up straight. "No, he said we had just come from there, we were only visiting" I corrected "I'm Anastasia, queen of the seven kingdoms" Arimas stood up so fast I thought he might get whiplash, he put his drink down on the table near the sofa and started buttoning his shirt, I wanted to laugh at the sight

Nisha said shaking her head. “Wear that for your birthday.” Ayesha said, holding the dress frowning. “But it is after so many months.” She said, and I looked at her frowning. “When is your birthday?” I asked her. “December 10th.” She replied. “Then why did you not tell me last year?” I asked her again. “You were busy that day in your office the whole day, and it doesn’t matter that much so I didn’t say.” She replied shrugging, and we continued to walk.

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

Then, my gaze shifted to Suna, demanding his answer. Suna cracked a smile at me, as if understanding my look. He then motioned towards her with one hand. “This is the princess of the great southern desert kingdom, Princess Aisya Rahasi Ulma.” “I see.” I said, and was about to properly greet her as a royalty, before I suddenly froze. Wait, Aisya Rahasi Ulma? Isn’t she one of Asher’s love interests? What is she doing here?