Farah Karim Novels & Stories

Hall was decorated beautifully food was there and Ibrahim family alone with some relatives was there than she sees her mother and sister she goes towards them and hugged her mother..... Aisha doesn't hugged her back..... Than she sees Ibrahim came he was looking handsome and wearing sherwani..... Adeel looks at his son and crys little bit..... Than farha says we should start the nikha.... They all settle down and qazi start the nikha..... With rps of 50 crores do you

She could feel something coming from the pup, as if it were reaching for her. She smiled. “What’s your name, pup, and how old are you?” “My name is Carter, and I’m thirteen.” They stood swaying side to side with Carter’s arms wrapped lightly around Leah’s waist. He was the same height as Leah, but she could already tell he would be well over six feet tall once he stopped growing. He had dark hair and blue eyes that were reminiscent of Ray and Francesca, and she had a suspicion that he was related as well, but she didn’t know how.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

Theodore yawned in boredom of our conversation. “Such a child. My last name is Castor.” He was mocking her now. She was not amused either. “Hump…” Jamira turned her head at him. “My last name is Di Maria.” Theodore laugh. “So wait…. Hahahahaha … you’re telling us your name is Jamira Di Maria! Hahahahaha! What a name for a demon!!!” I looked at him dumbfounded by his laughter. Why was it so funny? I did not see why her name was ironic.

Farrah went to Darina and whispered, “But not my last to help you.” “Do not forget me when you start a new life, Farrah,” Darina said and smiled at her friend. For Darina, Farrah is like her twin sister. She is always bubbly and full of joy. If other people think that Darina is the best woman that embodies a submissive attitude, gentleness, and frankness, they had not met Farrah yet. Darina learned so much from Farrah in forming friendships and dealing with other people in a large gathering. If Darina and Farrah have to sit together, one would say that Darina is the silent and meek one. “I will always help you as long as I stay in the capital, Darina. Even if I have to transfer to other plac

said Rizal, grinning "Yes, this time I forgive you, but don't repeat it next time!" Mr. Fadli warned his son "Uh yes dad, it turns out that Risa was Farah's friend when she was in junior high school, she was a math teacher at Rizal's school" said kak Farah began to tell his father "Oh, yes? That's great, being a young teacher. As far as father knows, today many young people don't want to be teachers" said Mr. Fadli

"That's outrageous! We can't afford that. Let's go to the other boutique. One piece of clothing here is probably equal to a tens of pieces over there!" Before Hazel opens her mouth one thing to tell her it was fine and they could afford it. Before she could say anything, a woman's voice rang out sarcastically. "Hey! Get your dirty hands off the clothes! Don't touch anything if you can't afford it!" A woman with heavy makeup for her undescribable face strode towards them. There was a name tag pinned on her chest that stated 'Store Manager, Mica'.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.