Ayesha Novels Novels & Stories

I answered bowing my head while I picked on my fingers. She smiled "nice name." "Thank you...." I mumbled. I wasn't so sure she heard what I said but it didn't matter to me though. "Who are you people and what is this place?" I asked. She smiled. "We are the people of Azora kingdom and I am a servant in the palace of the great queen and prince of Azora" she explained with so much pride. I gasped looking away. I have never heard of a place called Azora all my life.

Tying a collar around her neck was only someone's wildest dream and Egon conquered it. Her insides were on fire, the lava was boiling inside. He wanted to light the fire in her, he is not yet aware that he did; it's going to burn everything soon. Layla curled the loose hair of her bun. "Enough, Layla... You are getting me ready like I'm the one who's gonna be auctioned." She got up with a bitter smile. "Or am I?" Layla looked down nervously. "I just want you to look your best, queen... You are a beautiful woman"

“She is amazing, Mama. I want to build a hospital one day, too. One where girls like Jane do not have to wait to be treated. Where moms do not have to work two jobs. And I will wear suits like hers and speak at big conferences . ” I smiled softly and stroked her cheek. “She might have Emily’s eyes,” I whispered under my breath, “but the face certainly is not hers.” I let it go. Because even if she was… she had already made her choice. She walked away from these girls. She left them to die , only they did not. They lived. They bloomed. I kissed Primrose on the forehead and watched her glue another picture of Amara Holt beside a drawing of a big hospital with bright pink walls and smiling chil

For no matter what the enemy could do, as long as they were not deserving, the elixir would never exist in front of them. HER BLOOD was pumping deep inside her as she pushed a slightly ajar door. The door swung and crashed against the wall, earning her a few terrified looks. "M—Miss Lily!" A group of statled nuns rushed to her, although were stopped by the eldest of them. "Miss Lily Alston," she greeted, wearing an amicable smile despite the creases on her brows. "May we help you with your troubles?" Lily Alston breathed heavily and frantically looked around. Seeing none of the familiar small figure she needed to see, she quickly pushed past the nuns and entered the convent's backyard.

Inside: the original Vesper heir’s thoughts. Paranoia. War. Visions of fire consuming the Vatican. And a single phrase etched repeatedly into the margins: “The ash will rise. The ash will rise.” Jasmina said softly, “They were waiting for you.” Amara slammed the book shut. “No. They were trying to stop me.” Scene Six – The Missing Page They searched the room, frantic. Jasmina found a scrap in the corner — torn from the missing page. On it: part of a sentence.

Then I have to write to his expectations, so I'll have more money in future . (she's a materialist.) Then, I've start to write my another novel . I asked for ink , paper and pen . Ash prepared it all and went to get me a cup of coffee . 'Shall I write a novel about boy's love' ; but it's too early ,I have to wait until my pen name reaches every ears and walls. my I wrote a princess novel , I'm sure these people will have interest in these types of stories. After Ash served me a cup of coffee , I started to write the novel while I heard a sound of knocking the door .

Chapter Sixteen Laila Pov “Again!” Ayesha yelled at me and I stumbled forward with sweat dotted around my face. I adjusted my posture and stared at her. Ayesha was dressed in a black two piece gym wear, she was bare footed and had no weapon in hand. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” I charged again and this time she hit my spine knocking me to the ground. “Of course I am,” she remarked and charged again towards me. I got off the ground in a back tumble, I moved away from her just in time. She struck her hands again and I ducked out of the way and hit her legs. she groaned and moved backwards.

🗣️ Our queen is back! 🗣️She looks more beautiful!!! 🗣️Naomi please look at me!!! I love you so much!!!! Naomi just smiled and cat walked to wherever she was going to without acknowledging the students shouting and praising her. "Who is she ? " A nerd girl on glasses asked the girl next to her. "Are you new here ? "The girl asked. "Yeah " The nerd said and adjusted her huge glasses. "No wonder, Naomi is like the queen bee of Blackridge college , not only is she pretty and wealthy but she has a popular sister Anastasia who is an actress and a model! " The girl told the nerd girl who just mumbled a simple "Oh " Before heading to the school library.

Date Ended: Novermber 15th, 2019. ¤¤¤ Epilogue The main reason and purpose of writing Aisha's Challenges is to build our faith in Allah (S.W.T) and to increase our learning skills and knowledge about Islam. As we already know, it contains quranic verses, important daily prayers andsupplications. Most all, this book comprises moral lessons that anyone can easily learn from. This is an original work. Please and please, for the fear and the sake of God, DO NOT COPY MY WORK.

Around midnight she reached the section describing Meher's gradual decline. The whispers. The forest. The growing suspicion. The fear. A knot formed in her stomach. She kept reading. Then came the murder. The rain. The clearing. Meher's final words. I have only loved you. Aisha closed the notebook abruptly. The room felt too warm. For several moments she simply sat there staring at nothing. The tragedy struck harder than she expected. Not because it was real. Because it wasn't. Somehow that made it worse. A fictional murder should not have felt devastating.