Cinta Untuk Zahra Mga Nobela at Kwento

he said and turned towards the stairs. On the way his hand slammed a vase which was placed near the staircase. It broke into pieces and Hafsa laughed. How much he tries but, in the end, he will be left with nothing. She mused. *** "That's it.” Zara narrated everything excluding their intimate night. " I know Rihan you care for me. But you must know that there is nothing to worry about. He loves me and I love him madly. You know I can't live without him. If he is wrong then somewhere I'm wrong too." Rihan exhaled.

Someone screamed in excitement among the crowd, I gave a gentle mischievous smile, enjoying the attention I was getting. That's my rumored title, top one stripper in the whole Rotthorn Pack. People might think I was forced into this because I was a weak, wolfless orphan, an omega who didn't seem to fit anywhere else But they are wrong…. I did my last move before walking off the stage into the backstage room as the other strippers filled the stage. “ZaZa, he is here again and requesting to see you,” Elaris rolled her eyes, frowning. She is my best friend. Just like me, she has no parents though she wasn't as popular as I am and she hates dancing.

But I won't let my body control me. Our eyes meet, I see pain behind them, I swallow hard. I've only known her for just a few days but I've caused her so much harm. But I made my choice. Zahra is my future. She is the chief's councillor's daughter, the one who fit perfectly at my side. A Luna had to be strong, and Zahra had been raised for the role.

Zahir asked, making Zian roll his eyes. "As if you have any lack of girls interested in you." "I do. But not genuine ones. Not someone who loves me for me. Rather than the popular rich bad boy." Zahir said thoughtfully. Like Izzy.. Like Kajal... Like Emma...!! Zian raised his eyebrows looking at Zahir. "Love? Are you talking about love? You want to fall in love, Zahir?" Zian teased. "What!! Of course not. There is no girl around who could make Zahir Ahmed Al Zidra fall in love." Zahir said with an attitude, not aware of the storm that is coming his way in two days.

Jonathan must have loved Gloria very much, for she had returned after so long and he had run to her. However, the hurt was far greater than the anger. Diana hardly slept lately. She was dark circles and dejected. The worst thing was, she couldn't shake the memory of that moment of rapture in Jonathan's arms, the heat of his lips, the way he'd kissed her, his body hot with desire against hers. It all seemed so authentic, so spontaneous! And how wonderful!

Sara : okay let's go in and take rest. Zayn don't want to tell anything to Sara but he also ready to say goodbye to Sara. Sara is sleeping in bed he went and laying beside her and cried. Sara felt something wrong inside so she opened her eyes and saw zayn. But Zayn wiped his tear and acting like he is sleeping. Sara hugged him tightly and slept. (Morning)

Cintia, the psychologist, tried to greet Lavínia as Bayer, but was interrupted by Zara, who, with a quick motion, pulled her into a tight and desperate hug. Cintia was surprised by the show of affection, as it was unusual, given that they didn't get along well. Her eyes, behind the lenses of her glasses, revealed a certain unease. Zara, taking advantage of the proximity, whispered something in Cintia's ear, a shared secret that made the psychologist smile as she looked at Lavínia. Zen, feeling more and more uncomfortable, shoved his hands into the pockets of his suit, keeping his eyes distant from Lavínia, who was staring at him with concern, but he hadn’t noticed anything.

Zahra stared at Elena's door with hatred burning in her eyes. ' Since you are using me, I will also use you too. I will make sure you regret ever treating me so badly '. Zahra swore to herself before turning away. She had thought she would never hate another person as much as she hated Kira, but she was wrong. Queen Elena was even more of a scumbag than Kira was. She wanted both of them gone and she would make sure it happens

"From the onset, I let you know what you'd be getting yourself into, didn't I? I didn't sell false hope to you. I also hate what's happening because you don't deserve this. You are beautiful. Undeniably beautiful and young too, Zaahida. I'm sure you're going to find the right person for you. I'm not that person, and I never will be. Please, free yourself from this bondage." "But I don't want anyone else, Bilal," She sobbed, her shoulders shuddering uncontrollably. "It's you I want. Only you." A flicker of pity crossed Bilal's face, but his resolve remained steadfast. "I'm sorry, Zaahida, but that's never going to happen. Zynah has my heart and—" Zaahida erupted, her voice sharp. 'Zynah! Zyna

Finn finally asked when I calmed down. I hadn’t even realized there was a beautiful woman standing in the doorway. I nodded, and she stepped forward. Her hair was amazing; her brown curls complimented her tan skin so well, and she had the kindest face. She was the total opposite of Finn, with his pale skin and red hair, but when she stepped towards him and held his hand, I knew she was right for him. "Hi, I’m Zahra. I wish we could have met under better circumstances."