Ayesha Novels Novels & Stories

I wanted to ask “Miss Norman '' Anna whispered sternly behind me, causing me to jump a bit. I looked down at Asher's outstretched hand that had been left hanging and could feel the weight of all the eyes in the room on me. I took a deep breath and returned my gaze to Asher, praying I wouldn't break down. I looked straight into his eyes, his emerald greens holding my gray ones, both of us fighting for dominance like old times. The moment my hands took hold of him, a very familiar feeling coursed through my veins… so familiar I wanted to run, but I couldn't. I won't.

to me. Not once. Not even when we were children, when our parents were still alive. Theron put the communicator away and walked back to my ashes. He crouched down, his hand hovering over them. I held my breath. Please, recognize me. When we were kids, we found an ancient text in the clan library. It spoke of a secret unique to our bloodline. Even in ash, an imprint of the soul remains. A powerful enough mind, one deeply connected to the blood, could read it.

I had not always thanked him for being right. Ayesha arrived in a coat the color of deep blue that she had bought two weeks earlier and mentioned once without seeming to realize how well I had been paying attention. She had her hair down and she moved through the restaurant entrance the way she moved through her gallery now, with a settled ease that still surprised me sometimes because I remembered so clearly how carefully she used to hold herself.

“You’ll learn.” Heat rushed to my face, half fear, half something I didn’t want to name. My body leaned forward instinctively, betraying me, even as my mind screamed that this was wrong, reckless, insane. He slid a hand under my dress, slow as sin, his fingers teasing along the inside of my thigh until my breath came in sharp gasps. I hated how quickly my body betrayed me, how fast wet heat gathered where I was weakest. “You’ve been a bad girl, Harper,” he murmured, his voice a low growl that curled deep inside me. “Writing lies. Stirring chaos. Making me your headline.”

She'd felt relieved when he finally finished his breakfast and left the kitchen. Ayesha had never come back with the Ravenwoods as she'd promised, and Maddie had felt a growing sense of betrayal fill her up. In the end she'd thrown her Celestial Blade against the opposite wall in anger, feeling a momentary satisfaction as the blade had buried itself in the wall. Ayesha, the Ravenwoods, Olive, her dad. Everyone was bound to leave her at one point. Her only hope of escaping from her dad was gone too. After pacing the house over and over, she'd walked over to one of the packed cardboard boxes laying around, tearing through the plastic wrapper her dad had placed inside in madness. She'd pulled o

I did the arithmetic without wanting to and felt something cold settle low in my stomach. Ayesha, the girl who'd snapped at her friend for trash-talking me that first night, sat near the window, picking at a plate of bread and cheese she wasn't eating. She looked up when I entered, and something in her face had changed since the last time I'd seen her. Thinner. Grayer around the eyes. "Where's Priya?" I asked, sitting across from her before I'd fully decided to. "And the other girl. The one with the bleached hair."

Spread her thighs, fuck her without mercy, spill deep inside her womb, knot her, and fill her with my child until she’s marked as mine forever. When I open my eyes, it’s no longer Haelyn in front of me. It’s Aysel. Her deep violet eyes lock onto mine, dark with seduction. Her platinum blonde hair floats in the water behind her. That red lingerie clings to her body like sin; her breasts fuller, heavier, cleavage spilling out temptingly. A teasing smirk curves her pretty lips. “Are you enjoying this, My King?” She whispers, her melodic voice wrapping around me. Her fingers stroke my cock without mercy, thumb swirling over the sensitive head.

she told her with a smile although she was a little bit confused. Yassi's mouth dropped open at what she heard. If her prediction is correct then Yesha is referring to Assi and not her. Does that mean Assi’s character is exposed to the real world? And where is she now? Is she back inside the comics now that she's back? But Assi's character was already dead. How can she get back inside the comics? Yassi touches her head because it suddenly hurt from too much thinking. "I'll go back to my room first. My head hurts a bit," she said goodbye to Yesha. She didn't wait for her to answer and quickly turned her back on her.

I didn't answer. Before Isaac could say anything else, I kept my eyes fixed on the snow falling before me. Suddenly, a little girl ran over and handed me a rose made of snow. "I wish you a long, healthy life and happiness every single day, pretty lady!" I accepted the rose and patted her head. "You, too, kiddo." She stood on her tiptoes and whispered in my ear, "A handsome guy asked me to give you this flower. He told me not to tell you, but you're so pretty that I decided to betray him."

Ace lowered his eyes, and a strange glint flashed through his eyes for a brief second before he picked up his phone and typed something___ 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒏 20. Then, he sent it out.