Ayesha Novels Novels & Stories

Asher’s Shifter (Alpha-Hybrid Shifter Romance) (Coming Soon) ~Other Works By The Author~ Ferrah’s Alpha Mate (On Going) Whispers And Bones (A paranormal Thriller) (Complete) Calder (A Mafia Dark Romance) (On Going) The Billionaires Baby (One Night Stand-Romance) (Coming Soon) Diabla (Revenge-Romance) (Coming Soon) My Alpha Bully (Werewolf-Human Bully Romance) (Coming Soon)

Kira muttered over the comms even as a high-angled shot took out one of the men aiming at Bones. Ysa was up high in the sky, hovering over the melee and well out of view until she dropped down onto a warehouse rooftop and flung her power at one of the semi-trucks. She didn’t have the precision Bones' telekinesis afforded him, but what she lacked in finesse, she made up in sheer determination.

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.

She reached for her arms as Ayeesha briskly wiped her tears. "Ayeesha" She called. "I'm sorry i just wanted to tell you—" She paused, too little and naive to even know what was going on. It was unexplainable to her. "Speak, Aal" She said. She was one of the first to even start calling her that. "That book was amazing" She said as they walked to the room. Ayeesha had other plans as she carried out a bag, listening only slightly to what Aal said. "Now i think i want to be a gy—"

ARWYN My body was pressed against another, radiating warmth that made me reluctant to wake, hoping to prolong the blissful sorcery enveloping me. My lashes fluttered open, revealing the familiar sight of books and towering shelves—I was still in the library. Surprisingly, I remembered the conversation I was having with Jagger about the dragons and Thrystan's brother, Nerys, whom I accidentally killed two years ago in the Spire. That mission haunted me for months, rendering me unable to function properly. I could only imagine how Thrystan must have felt, losing his older brother to such a horrible death.

*Nisha Pov* “Nice top.” Ayesha said when I walked inside her room. “It is, right? My Bhabhi bought it for me last before the summer, but I never wore it.” I said and helped her to pack the bag properly. “You will be fine right?” I asked her walking downstairs. “Yes! And I will read a little, then sleep at the time I generally sleep.” She replied. “When did you become such a good girl?” I asked her teasingly.

Wade's father died in the line of duty. At his funeral, Wade stood solemnly at the very front of the crowd. By the time I hurried back from out of town, there were only two spots left for the funeral procession. One was beside my husband of seven years, Wade, whom I had secretly married. The other was at the very back of the line. Naturally, I assumed the spot beside him had been left for me. But the moment I took a step forward, Wade walked right past me and nodded in the direction of my best friend standing behind me. "Helen, come here." The relatives around us began looking in our direction. Someone murmured, "Isn't that Wade's girlfriend? They look perfect together." Others began c

Salvaxe and the girl was also place in cells beside him. The weeks passed in a blur of grey sky and the constant, rhythmic sound of the fountain somewhere above. The wooden cells were damp, smelling of old pine and the salt air drifting from the coast. Salvaxe was still there, standing in the corner of his cells like a statue carved from pale marble. His eyes were open, fixed on nothing, his chest barely moving with each breath. he had not spoken, had not blinked, had not reacted to anything– not even the heavy footsteps of the dock workers who brough them meagre rations. Escuro fed Salvaxe through the bars, crushing some of the rations and mixing it with water, hoping her would not choke. E

"I could see it in your eyes that you were desperate to find the real killer." "Thank you, Detective Taylor." One month later, Aidan was executed. He died in prison. I submitted my resignation to Ravenshire State Medical Center. Then I returned to Ashford Hollow, held a funeral for Aidan, and buried his ashes. After I went back to Ravenshire, I threw everything in my house that belonged to my mother into the trash. Once everything was cleared out, I sold the house. Then I left the country and began a new life. The following spring, I received an email from Detective Taylor. Attached was a letter my mother had written in prison. Her handwriting was neater than I expected.

I didn't. I wanted to see if Aisha would react. If everything she'd shown me had only been a mask. “I was already leaving,” Aisha said. She turned to walk away. Nothing. No jealousy. No anger. Did she really not care anymore? “Wait,” Yvonne called after her with a wicked smile. “You deserve to hear this from me before you see it all over the media.” Aisha stopped and slowly turned back. “Say what you have to say. I don't have all day.”