Deadly Love Novel By Mehwish Ali Novels & Stories

Deadly Enmity. The same book I’d been reading when Oleg had invaded my room. When he’d threatened— Wait. My gaze dropped to the series number. Two. Not one. Two!!!

" Even at nine years old, I got the chilling message behind their words. The next day, Grandma started taking Aria out to the roadside to play. From our front door, I noticed she never held her hand when crossing the street. I warned Aria to always be careful, and she promised she would. However, one day, I watched as Grandma, fed up, stormed off ahead. Aria ran after her in tears. Just like that, on the crosswalk, a car sent her flying. The driver, in a fancy car, paid out ninety thousand. I never expected that coming back to life would mean waking up to a world where Aria had just died. If only I could have come back before it all went down.

"I had another vision, as I was entering the mortal world again. I saw a child, touched by death itself, marked as a territory. A child, dead but alive. 'The light in the void created by years of love and strife, shall be brightened or dimmed by the fire of a borrowed life.'" The hairs on the back of Kat's neck stood on end. She knew that last statement. She'd heard that when she and Calix were traveling to Yellow Peak, when she'd had that blank period. She gripped the edges of the table, suddenly scared she might fall off her chair.

I said, "Christine, you were the one who killed me. Bit by bit, you pushed me to my death." I ignored the pain in her gaze and said, "I will never forgive you. I have repaid the Leigh family's debt with my life. I never want to see you again." Then, ignoring her calling out to me and without any hesitation, I turned and headed toward the door that appeared in front of me. Christine's hand in mid-air slowly dropped to her side as tears streamed down her face, watching me walk away from her.

Jigyasa asked "Oh by the way hi, I don't know who you are but a free advice do whatever but don't love this man you won't get anything else than pain." Jigyasa said and Mehak bite her lips "How will i tell you that I actually love your husband?" she thought "I have to give you a salute kiaan. I'm really impressed. I mean you're still the same as you were before cheating on Aloki with another girl huh? So who is she? Your new girlfriend? Flavour of the month? Bed partner or mistress?" Jigyasa spat with venom and it did hurt Mehak but she understands that from what this coming from

I picked it up and read the title. Thousand moments to die by Alina Gupta. "You've read this?" I lifted my eyes up to see him nodding. Of course, he would read it. His best friend wrote it. "It was a heartbreaking novel." I was shocked when I learned about Alina writing. It wasn't something I knew about. Hell most of the school didn't know Alina write. When in the start of the year, I saw it on f*, I was curious to read it. I bought it and I ended it in a day.

Her voice trembled faintly, yet every word was sincere and unwavering: “No… nothing happened. I’ve just figured some things out. Marcellus, I want to tell you clearly—no matter what, I’ve fallen in love with you. Yes… I, Alia—the thief from my previous life, the woman who died by your hand—have fallen in love with you.” She didn’t avert her gaze; on the contrary, her eyes became even firmer, as though at that very moment she was revealing her true self for the first time.

Somewhere below, traffic murmured like a distant storm. He thought of Cassandra Rossi as flawless, sharp-tongued, and cold as glass. She would smile for the cameras, play the role of perfect bride, and behind closed doors, she would bleed him dry. Then he thought of Ethan. A loyal, steady, warm in ways that scared him. And it hit him again: there was no safe way out of this. Not without choosing between the empire he’d been born into and the man he couldn’t stop wanting. His phone buzzed. A text from Ethan.

I ask, looking up from the file I’m reviewing. “Stampton’s client.” “Oh. The dickhead. Got it. I’ll be there in a moment. Can you offer him coffee or water? Let me know how he’s acting.” “Of course.” Her lips curl into that wicked little smile I love. Halle gets me. We twisted sisters get shit done in this office. I’ve never minded being feared if it earns results—especially when it makes space for women to be fearless. I don’t thrive on ruthlessness, but sometimes it’s survival. That doesn’t mean I don’t love my cozy coffee shop each morning. That softness keeps me grounded.

"Oh, honey. You think you're special enough for me to waste time explaining? Please. You're nothing but a pathetic little Zeen wolf, pretending to be important." My fists clenched at my sides. "Tell me why! You almost killed me. I deserve to know what your problem is." She stepped closer, her breath hot on my face, her eyes gleamed with malice. "Deserve? You don't deserve shit, Aliyah. Look at you, fumbling around with those Deville brothers like some desperate slut. They fight over you like dogs over a bone, and you lap it up. You are fucking pathetic. If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead already. That rogue? Just consider it a warning."