Dia Ameera Novels & Stories

The image showed a cemetery. Fresh flowers. A black umbrella. And a woman standing beside a grave. A woman they all recognized. Adaeze. Silence filled the office. Then Amara noticed something else. The name on the headstone. Not immediately. Then suddenly. Like lightning. Her breathing stopped. Because she knew the name. Everyone in the room did. Damian's jaw tightened. For the first time that day— real emotion crossed his face. Not anger. Not calculation. Pain. Raw.

She stood tall, her gaze steady as she looked into the eyes of the people who had known her only as an Omega. "I have something to say," she began, her voice clear and ringing with a confidence that made some of the pack members blink in surprise. "For a long time, you have known me as someone I am not. I am not just an Omega. My name is Morvienne Seran, daughter of Alpha Seran." A collection of gasps rippled through the crowd as pack members whispered among themselves, their eyes wide.

"Y-yes your Majesty." Jimmy turned to them and pulled out his tongue. The guards had no choice but to let him mock them and leave the study. Taegen approached the young male with a smile, "Hello Diam-" he gasped when he realized that his lover's long hair disappeared and let place to a shorter one reaching only the back of his neck, "You cut it..." he said with a low voice and slowly approached him. He sighed and placed his hands on his shoulders, "I am sorry." he whispered, tears blocking his view.

My trembling hands clung to him as his shallow breaths became slower. Suddenly, a blinding light erupted, engulfing the square and silencing the crowd. Gasps and murmurs filled the air as the light began to take shape, revealing a figure of divine beauty. The Moon Goddess. She stood tall, her silvery glow illuminating the square, her sharp gaze settling on me. Her presence silenced everything. The wind. The rustling leaves. “Michelle,” she said, her voice ringing with authority. “Moon Goddess,” I growled. My heart pounded as I held Nicholas protectively. “What are you planning to do?”

Not a minute later, Amdaad came rushing into the room. "Hermana," Amdaad breathed out rushing into the room and hugging the hell out of Kydah. "Can't breathe," she teased with a soft chuckle albeit choking on a sob. "I missed you so much hermana," he said emphasising the 'so' and adding effort to the hug. "Same Amdaad," she said hugging him tightly, if that's possible. "Why will you do this to yourself? See how you look all pale and weak and slim even. Yuck. This is not my hermana," he said sadly, making her sob more.

The girl wearing black office attire whispered to her friend who can’t take the eyes on her. “For almost five months, I am glad she already came back. But, we should be careful with our moves right now. We know how devil she is if we do simple mistakes.” The man whispered to his co-worker. He should have spoken again but Amaia’s hawk eyes landed on him, making him feel the invisible electricity of fear. Amaia is back. The Queen of Doom is back. She has a title as a Doom Queen, one of the famous Neuropsychologists in Asia. She is a remarkable psychologist and resolves a lot of cases on her patients even her attitude was kind of ill-tempered.

The man before me stands around 6'2", and is grossly overweight with his stomach peeking out of the bottom of his grease-stained olive green shirt, and judging by the smell and look of his teeth, he could use a few lessons in proper hygiene. Once he's finished taking me in, his demeanor changes. He stands up straighter, pulling his shoulders back, and then tries sucking his gut in. "Something that I can help you with boy?" He asks, his voice now carrying a flirty edge to it, which causes disgust to rip through my entire body at the human that Amaris and Axel were placed with. "Sir," I say with a nod, "I'm looking for Amaris Redding. Is she here?" At the mention of her name, his eyes narrow a

Ameera I can't wait to tell Jewel the news! I hurriedly take my phone from my jacket pocket and dial her number, the phone rings for quite some time before she picks up (( mmm, h-hello )) {{ Jewel!! guess what! guess what! }} (( mmmm w- mmm w-what? )) {{ are you okay? you sound like you're in pain }} << go ahead babe, tell her the reason you sound like this >> the Alpha? {{ Jewel are you sick? do you need me to come over? I can come right away! }} (( NO NO NOOO! I'M OKAY ahhh I'M OKAY AMEERA, t-tell me what happened quickly )) {{ his highness Prince Angelou regained consciousness! isn't that great! I mean he can’t walk around of talk that well as yet but his eyes are opened and he looks arou

"She's skinny as fuck. Bones poking out all over her body like she's starving..." Ren laughs. He should be defending her but they are both dying with laughter. "Ms. Bones!" And that's how Dee nicknamed Aimee. ^^^^^^^^^ A few days later, the buzzing of my phone wakes me up. It is Amira, my sister. She is already back from the honeymoon. That was fast. She sent a few pics while she was there on the island of Zanzibar in Tanzania. The pictures were so beautiful and the two of them are such an adorable couple.

He trailed after her immediately. “Amira,” Alessa called as she got to her. “Oh, Mrs. Hart.” “It's Ms. Kendall,” Alessa said sternly and Amira looked at Aiden before bowing a little to apologize. “I’m sorry, I had no idea.” She apologized. “Mum, please,” Aiden said but Alessa ignored him. “Amira, where are you from?” Alessa asked. “I grew up in California,” she replied. “How old are you?” she asked.