Dil Hara Novel By Zeenia Sharjeel Novels & Stories

" Li-lah asked Maria. For the first time , Maria took a good look at the woman who had saved her. She finally remembered where she knew her. "aren't you that dancer at fuego's elementary event?" Li-lah smiled. "Yes I am. I'm Delilah Sanchez." "How did you know I needed help?" She asked suspiciously. "I have my ways of getting into situations like this ma'am." Li-lah replied. "I was at your place. I wanted to see you. I saw how the car zoomed off and I felt something wasn't right so I followed you. It turns out my instinct was right."

I am about to write two more books that is of Arsh and Vaani ♥️ Raghav and Divya♥️ I felt like this character deserves there own book. And all the unanswered questions of this book will be answered in Raghav and Divya's book. Just tell me which book should i write first and do you need me write a story on Aarav and Kiara. Tell me your opinion in the comments section. Do check my other book 'The Black Dahlia '. Thanks for your support i really appreciate it♥️ Don't forget to like, share and comment. And please write a comment telling me how did you like this book. Your comments encourages me to write more and to bring more exciting books for you. Goodbye,

Everyone was having dinner when there was the honking of cars, Navi ran upstairs and quickly changed her dress, covered herself with the long veil and came down wearing heavy anklets. She saw Hardeep through the veil and was very happy. She saw Anamika's smiling face and her hands were itching to meet her. Then she saw how Sunny and Priya , Lucky and Pooja also greeted everyone. Hardeep was looking at her with strange expressions. He asked his parents about her, to which Sukh said," ah , she is Vani, my friend Dishi's niece. " They're supposed to be on a world tour, so she is here. Anyways , theirs is a traditional family, that's why she's behind the veil. She's actually engaged, so she can'

Darian could even see her prominent navel and the peaks of her breasts, seemingly challenging him to kiss them. "Eh, honey, you're home!" Fahira said with the sweetest smile every time she welcomed her husband's return. "Why are you just standing there?" Fahira continued, closing the online novel app she had been reading. Since becoming pregnant, Fahira often spent her time reading novels to pass the time.

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DANE Zara’s death had shaken Dahlia and although she tried to keep it together, she broke down often. Something she would have refused herself if I didn’t encourage her to let her pain out. Something about this time made us even closer, and although I wanted to fuck her every time I laid my eyes out on her, she wasn’t in the right frame of mind yet. With so much going on, I was glad I told her I loved her. I had seen light return to her grey eyes, even if it was fleeting.

* Zaroon Durani a billionaire with his roots dwelled in mafia is a reserved person who didn't like any one to enter in his personal space as his peace was all that mattered to him. Ayra Mirza a broken girl left alone after the tragic death of her parents wanted to avenge her family's death by shrinking the peace out of Zaroon Durani's life. He was a calm sea and she was the storm in that calmness. Little did they know who would calm the other one and who would bring destruction in other person's life.

Jayden said and left too. "These guys are really leaving me when they suggested a book." Zayne said and scoffed. "I can clearly hear you Zayne. We suggested a book but never recommended one to you. I think it's high time you learnt and start owing up for your mistakes." Jayden said and left. "Arghhhhhh." Zayne yelled in frustration and threw his bag to the wall. Dahila's POV "I was so stupid to have made my engrossment so obvious that it led me into that witch's trap." Dahila said and covered her face with her hands and slowly moved them to her head running her hand through her hair.

She had found a tribe. "You look like you've had a long journey, Zara," Priya said, handing her a plastic cup of lukewarm water. "Sit. Tell us where you’re from. We were worried the fourth roommate was going to be another city snob." Zara took a sip of the water, and for the first time since leaving the village, she felt like she could breathe. She told them about Mirapur, about her mother, and about her dreams of the law. The girls listened, their eyes reflecting the same hunger for a better life.

the aged security man said "We're here to see Hajiya" "Oh you're welcome. You can go inside please" the man said to them and open the door for them "Thank you" they both ambled inside the shop and walk straight to the receptionist place. The young lady at the desk was busy reading novel on her title "Zaheera" a novel written by Zainab Abdulkadir. She was so engrossed in the novel that she didn't see them until Khady finally spoke "Good morning" Khady greated