Dekhe Zara Zara Novels & Stories

I mean it when I say it, cut your name off the participation list,' Madame Zara called out as we walked towards Ethan's car without even looking back at her. Just as we thought we had left her eerie presence behind, Madame Zara's voice rang out one final, chilling warning: 'The person you are trying to hide from will not leave you alone even after you repay four debts. He will follow you to the very gates of hell.' But we didn't pay any heed to her words, only to regret it later.

She looks like she could kill you with her bare hands. "Elara Vance," she says. "I've been waiting for you." "Who are you?" "Name's Zara," she says. "Zara Khan. I used to be a diplomat. Then the world ended, and I became something else." "What do you want from me?" She studies me. Her amber eyes are sharp, assessing. "I've been tracking you for weeks," she says. "Ever since you broke the veil. I've been following your trail. Watching your moves. And I have to say—I'm impressed."

I attended all my lectures before making my way to the cafeteria to have some much-needed coffee that needed to get into my system after a hectic day. I bought a coffee and as I was about to make my way towards an empty table I saw Maverick coming towards me. I knew I couldn't talk to him any longer and I turned around ready to rush out of the cafeteria when instead I bumped into a guy spilling all my coffee on his white shirt and branded white shoes. "What the fuck?" Way to go, Arabella.

The bottle faced Harper, and the bottom faced Zara. "Yay!" Zare yelled excitedly, eyeing Harper as she probably thought of the most insane thing to ask. "Truth or dare?" Harper, rather skeptical, chose dare but with a warning. "If you'd ask me to do anything crazy, please remember that your man is here, too." Zara giggled, "I love her already!" She cleared her throat and continued. "I dare you to…take off your top and show us what color of underwear you're on…"

Aron thanked her and inquired about Zea's whereabouts. "Zea left earlier today after receiving an urgent phone call," Jen informed him. "She didn't say goodbye or provide any details about where she was headed." Concern washed over Aron, but he decided to wait until morning to reach out to Zea's friends and family for assistance. In the meantime, he searched for any clues within their home, hoping to piece together her location. It was then that he noticed Zea's laptop still on the table, an open document titled "The Experiment" catching his eye.

"What is your name? " "Zarabeth, but almost every one call me Zara " she replied quickly, anything for her to leave his dominating presence and the forbidden desires he instilled inside of her . Zara.... Ara had been the name of the unknown woman that had plagued his mind, at least that was what he had called her in his visions. "Then why did you haunt me? " she stared at him in muted confusion as he produced something in his hands. Her jade pendant .

Zara was still in her uniform. "Zara, wake up! You’ll be late for the morning lecture," Sara called out. There was no response. Sara’s frown deepened. She moved forward, touching Zara’s forehead to shake her, and immediately recoiled as if she had touched a hot stove. "Ya Allah! She’s burning!" Sara cried out. Zara was deep in the throes of a delirium, her skin a terrifying shade of crimson against the white pillows. The "Lioness" was broken, her fire reduced to a dangerous, consuming heat. "We need to get her to the hospital. Now! She’s not breathing right!"

The kind that respected the person eating them. Zara sat at the kitchen table and looked around the room. “It is not finished,” she said. “No,” Sera said. “Are you going to paint it,” she said. “Yes,” Sera said. “What colour,” she said. “I have not decided,” Sera said. “What would you choose.” Zara considered this with the seriousness the question deserved. “Something that looks like outside,” she said. “Not green. Not the colour of plants. The colour of when you look at plants.” She paused. “Like the feeling of it.”

It couldn't be! "Zara, the woman you see in your dreams is the moon goddess." Harper looked down at our hands and interlaced our fingers together.

Look at how she's freaking out and she has a whole hour to sit down and have tea peacefully. "You are really cute," Zara compliments Ren. Ren grins at her. "If I'm cute then I don't know what you are." One glance at Dee and she doesn't seem to enjoy where this is leading at all. Gosh! Is she jealous??? Is Queen Dee jealous? Dee clears her throat. "Zara? Don't you think you're running a bit late?" Zara looks at her watch. "I have a little time left for chitchat. I like hanging out with you guys. It's been long since I was in a gang of friends."