Ayesha Novels Novels & Stories

“You don't trust that I can handle this?” “You know it's not that. I just don't like to be idle… How's it going with the new orders?” Ashley picked a handful of beads and her eyes scanned in search for a needle. “Great! Only a few touches and they'd be ready for shipping.” Benita, Ashley's secretary, walked in with a stack of files in her hands. She placed the stack on Pamela's desk. “What are those?” Ashley asked, pointing to the stack Benita had just dropped.

She was a woman chosen, respected, and utterly consumed by the fierce, untamed devotion of an Alpha who would tear down empires just to keep her safe. "You didn't have to burn down a corporate dynasty to prove you meant it, Julian," Maya whispered, a breathless, soft laugh escaping her lips as she raised her hand to rest flat against his chest. She could feel the steady, powerful thud of his heart—a heavy, reassuring rhythm that matched her own.

The girl who sat next to her came up to her to introduce herself . "Hi sanjana ,i am ayesha .so you are from dehradun ,its a nice place isn't it ?" " Hi ,yes dehradun is peaceful" " So ,where do you stay ? ,ayesha asked curiously "actually with my friend's family" " sanjana lied as darsh told her too. "Ooh 'ok"ayesha looked satisfied "Today we are getting our final project assignment which should be completed ina month and the assignment marks will be added to the main exam marks ,it's good you joined today only that way you will be able to finish it given time ."ayesha informed sanjana .

Can you please leave a honest review about this book? I want to know if what I'm writing does make sense or not OR if I have to improve more in my writing. Thank you so much 🙏 will truly appreciate your support. Aisha's POV Walking into Aryan's company limited like a crazy woman isn't at all funny. "Great!!....just great Aisha, can't believe you're late on your first day interview". I thought shaking my head.

“Kill you? Ayisha—” Ayisha lifted a hand. “Shh. I’ll explain everything later, okay? For now, just stay away from me. Don’t ask questions. Promise me.” Tessa nodded slowly, still shaken. “I promise.” Ayisha’s face softened again. “You look different,” she said, studying her. “Softer. Calmer.” “I’m trying,” Tessa murmured. “Ares wants to start over. He wants to give us a chance.” Ayisha’s eyes glinted with a mix of surprise and amusement. “Really?”

I probably felt that way towards her because I was still grieving Naomi, whatever reason it was I still didn’t want her this close to me. “What changed Asha? I thought at least now I would be able to comfort you in anyway.” She whined. “Is that why you didn’t put on any underwear?” I turned my head from my wardrobe, looking at her and just as I expected she had the most dumbfounded look on her face. Ayla was in every way a beauty, her dark hair and eyes gave her a charming yet daring look. She had the curves of a deity and a seductive charm to top it all up.

Roman's Pov The woman’s voice—soft, trembling, “Sienna… it’s me”—cut through the shack’s damp air like a blade, sharp enough to pull me back from the edge I’d been teetering on. My lips still burned where Sienna’s had been, her taste—rain, salt, her—lingering, hot and heavy, and my hand stayed on her hip, fingers dug into the denim, holding her against me like letting go would unravel me completely. She was pressed close, chest to chest, her breath ragged on my neck, and damn if it didn’t wreck me—how she’d kissed me back, hungry and raw, cracking me open in ways I hadn’t let happen in years.

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.

"An, do you want Akira to be safe?" "Yes I want!" "Do you also want them all to be safe and at peace?" "Yes, of course. What should I do?" Aresha takes something from inside her clothes, it is a book by my novel. I smiled and was confused. "What should I do? Isn't that my novel? ”

But it still looked authentic. "Have you been working here for a long time?" Asked Arash. And he swallowed his disappointment again because Zaya refused to answer Arash's question for the umpteenth time. “Hmm .…” Arash was about to turn away and suppress his anger towards the girl when his eyes caught sight of a book that was very familiar to him. “A novel by Mira.Wv…?” And those words were what made Zaya then direct her full attention towards the man.