Dekhe Zara Zara Novels & Stories

As they exited the car, Xara prompted her friend. "I have a plan, my dear Xara. You are going to get a makeover; you need to get rid of your boring clothes and replace them with stylish ones like Penny and me." No offense, you're lovely, but you should change your attire so that Kai notices you." As they walked to class, she said, “She is right. Xara, you need to put your drab clothes in the back of your closet and start wearing your sexy clothes." Penny gave her a wink as they entered the classroom.

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Ariiiiaaa—happy birthday to you!” Zara’s off-key but enthusiastic voice rang through the phone speaker, instantly bringing a smile to Aria’s face. “Zara!” Aria laughed, rolling her eyes fondly as she sat up on the edge of her bed. “You’re insane.” Zara chuckled. “Insanely in love with you, duh. And guess what? I’m coming over. You’re not spending your birthday holed up in a mansion with broody Mr. Tall-Dark-ice-and-Dangerous. I’m kidnapping you.”

Zara was busy on her phone, fingers flying as she typed and said, "I'll make the bet with the banks on my own. There's no need to involve Rofey Group." Sadie wondered where Zara would get the money. Would she ask Shawn? However, that would break the rules of their challenge. Zara's plan seemed like a puzzle with no solution. Without giving anything away, Zara sent off a message. Her long eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks. [Shawn, can I use your name as a backup for a bet I'm making with the banks? Is that cheating?] Shawn texted back: [Not cheating at all. Go for it.]

A warning. Zara ignored it. Of course she did. “So,” Zara said, turning her attention fully to Kael now. “Are you going to tell me your name, or do I just keep guessing wrong ones?” Kael looked at her calmly. “Kael.” Zara nodded slowly, like she was storing it properly this time. “Okay, Kael,” she repeated. “Not Daniel. Not Michael. Got it.” Elara rolled her eyes slightly but said nothing. Zara’s gaze shifted between them again, her curiosity barely hidden now.

We're finally releasing our xmas clothing. Zara: I'm fine! I met this hottie on my way to my apartment. Yeah I heard. Congrats!! Me: sweet jesus zara. Another hottie? Hahaha Zara: yeah. There are a lot of hotties here. Me: find one and make him yours. Oh and please not the type like harry gilmore from middle school. Hahaha Zara: yeah whatever. 😂 I gotta go. My boss is here. Love yah!

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“Miss Ara is asking me to come with her for a walk.” “I’ll come with her instead.” “Yes, Sir.” Czar left them alone. Ara twisted her head towards Vanluke. When their eyes met Ara couldn’t take it back. She watched her own reflection in his grayish eyes. She wondered what it would be like to see that pair of beautiful foreign eyes every morning when she wakes up. Imagine his attention only pointing at her. Wouldn’t that be so fantastic? “Why are you staring so intently?” “I’m imagining what it would be like to see your eyes every morning of my life.”

Zara’s POV “KEEP THE ENTHU NOTCHING UP, BABES AND DUDS COZ MY LI’L EYE CAN SPOT THE BIRTHDAY QUEEN FINALLY WALKING UP TOWARDS THE STAGE !!!!” the anchor shouted out while the crowd roared back excitedly. “ZARA ! ZARA ! ZARA !” “ZARA ! ZARA ! ZARA !” “ZARA ! ZARA ! ZARA !” I waved at the cheering crowd as I strode towards the stage and narrowed my eyes when I saw the Amber Alpine Pack wolves look at me with vicious looks and smug smiles.

ZARA I am standing in front of the big mirror in the bathroom. I am wearing a short, cream-colored bodycon dress with a square neck and the back and sleeves are in lace, and a pair of matching flats. Mom is helping me to put my hair in a bun, with a few strays of hair framing my face, and putting a light natural makeup on that makes my blue contacts pop.

“No one makes me feel the way you do. You’re the only one who made me feel beautiful and desirable. I never thought that I would start liking someone so soon, Jace.” Her words bring a genuine smile to my face. “I’m interested in getting to know you better. Share more about yourself. I want to delve into the depths of who you are.” Zara takes a moment before she shares her story. “Well, Jace, my childhood took a turn when my parents died in an accident. Since then, my uncle has been my guardian. Professionally, I’m a fashion designer, and I have my store in New York. And I’ve always dreamed of having a family.”