Cinta Aisyah Novels & Stories

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

However, when Airin was around, Fachri appeared friendly and warm. Aisya shook her head again, dispelling the strange feeling that had crept into her heart since she first saw Fachri. A handsome man with a tall and sturdy posture, his sweet smile complemented by glasses framing his sharp and clear eyes. Yet, Aisya had to suppress the strange feeling, ensuring it didn't exceed the boundaries. After all, Fachri was her own brother-in-law. But witnessing Airin with another man and seeing Fachri disappointed with his sister's actions made Aisya attempt to get closer as a remedy for the disappointment in her heart.

She blushed even more. Ayesha Kiss Cullin: She is a friendly chinita princess who is beautiful at heart. Hot but has a bit of a conservative old passion. But totally beautiful and a certified Malditah. She's an Architecture Graduate. Right now she is also working in Malditah's office. She's their building designer and wedding planner as well. She facepalmed and blushed at those warm welcome gifts. Their staff kept laughing and teasing Lia. 'What A Crazy Friendship Ever.'

Rome’s fingertips brushed lightly against her arm, the feel of his soft warm breath against her forehead reminding her that she didn’t have to think about Henry or Parker or anyone else at the moment. Ella shifted so that she was on her side. He turned as well and found her lips with his, his tongue darting against hers as one hand tugged up her T-shirt so that he could better access her skin. As the kiss intensified, so did his roaming hands until her shirt was off and his mouth was moving lower and lower down her body. Thoughts of Juliet and her problems all faded away as Rome carried Ella away to another place, one where they were the only ones that existed, where their love was a passion

Aimi’s Point of View Kasalukuyan kaming nasa silid-aralan upang makinig sa assignaturang ‘Philippine History’ na tatalakayin ni ma’am Chaiden— nakabalot ang kaniyang mga binti ng isang desenteng palda na bumagay sa kaniyang hubog ng katawan at suot isang kulay puting pump na takong. Ang kaniyang tuwid at maayos na buhok na mala kanela ang kulay ay bumabagay din sa mala-diamond na hugis niyang mukha. Isa ito kung bakit maraming nagkakagusto kaniyang ngunit lagi niya itong winawalang-bahala dahil hindi niya raw priority sa ngayon ang lovelife.

Mine. I didn’t realize until she was gone that I loved her. Only her. Not the contract, not the empire, not the lie my father buried under layers of blackmail and blood. Just her quiet strength, her silence that had somehow shattered me open. I was lost in the whirlpool of emotions when the door clicked open without a knock. Aisha. She stepped in like she owned the place wearing a red dress that hugged every curve, hair loose, perfume too sweet, too heavy. But she was … nothing to me. Her smile was all honey and heat as she closed the door behind her.

I just shook my head at Lisa, answering her question. "It's Zayden!" Lisa exclaimed happily. "I like him. It feels like my world revolves around him," my traitorous tears started to fall again. "You know, girl. You love him, even when you were fighting with Cyrus." I turned to her in surprise. "How did you know that?" I asked. She smiled at me before speaking. "I know you, Ash. I know how you chase after someone you don't want to lose. You didn't even chase Cyrus because you didn't have feelings for him anymore. You just loved the idea that you still loved him, but the truth is, you don't." She explained.

I sent her the fuck you emoji and that peach fruit emoji that looked like an Ass. Clearly she got the message because she typed ‘ Pervert’ in her next message. -I'll be back soon ,I have something really confidential to take care of - I typed back. She replied almost immediately. -you wouldn't die if you had told me beforehand- -I'll be back soon,don't miss me too much- -yeah whatever - she typed back and a smile appeared on my lips. I tapped on my screen , biting down on my lips-Love you- I stopped myself before I could press send.My fingers hovered above the screen.

"I'll kill you if you try to trick me." Meanwhile, at the Baxter residence in Naavi, Luna had just finished an online class and was relaxing on the balcony's wicker chair, leisurely tending to a small fire. For the past month, she had stayed away from toxic relationships and immersed herself in her studies. She felt revitalized, and her energy and spirits much improved. As Luna was about to peel a grilled sweet potato, her phone suddenly rang. Clover's voice on the other end of the line carried a teasing tone. "Mr. Passionate Lover is now posting handwritten love letters all over the internet. Have you seen them?"

a soft voice floated through and in walked the one-and-only Aisha Munawara, “What is going on?” “A lot, Aish, you’re going to love this,” her face twisted into a look of suspicion, at my outfit before her eyes widened. “You didn’t please tell me you didn’t get back with that-” “Come on Aish,” Kian dragged out his words, “Swear for me, just once common be a commoner like us,” Oh I must have forgotten to mention that Aisha Munawara wasn’t just your ordinary girl, other than being a PHD holder, she was technically the Princess of a small island off the coast of Qatar called Jazira. Just a little thing I thought I should clue you in on.