Fareeda Marks Novels & Stories

I glanced at Fiona, who looked equally thrilled. Emma, nodding in agreement, then chimed in with a suggestion. “We should celebrate! How about dinner together?” Fiona’s eyes lit up. “That sounds wonderful! Let’s wrap things up here, pack up, and then we can grab dinner. My treat!” I couldn’t help but feel highly grateful for Fiona’s generosity. It was going to be the perfect way to end the day. Just then, Fiona beckoned over a stunning model who had been working with us. Her name was Farah, and she carried herself with an effortless grace. Her beauty was almost otherworldly, and the way she interacted with Fiona suggested a close bond between them.

Everyone knows her grandson is never wrong, he is always right with the best reasons behind his actions. Even his mother won't be there for him like she's been, she was too busy getting something that will belong to her no matter what. Her royal majesty Fareeda happened to be lonely in those days and when her first grandson graced the world, she couldn't keep her hands to herself. He is always there to spend the nights in her chamber, keeping her company while she feed him when his mother wouldn't

’’ He said giving an old trick to her. ‘’Josef. Sir is calling for you.’’ A boy of the senior year said and Josef followed him after waving his hand to Fariha. Soon Fariha started counting till she reached three hundred seventeen when she heard her name on stage. ‘’Fariha Kamal. Scoring the highest in the whole college with 98% marks and first position in the whole science section. Please welcome her to attend her reward.’’ She was lost there but her body moved slowly.

Farah I’ll just consider this a free vacation—to a place that’s not only beautiful but also well-known for its tourist spots. A healing process for a broken heart that… honestly doesn’t even ache anymore. “You’re so lucky to get a business trip there, Farah.” Helena, who was standing beside me sipping her coffee, glanced my way. Only one person from our department was chosen to go to Ilanta City. The marketing rep assigned was me, and that clearly annoyed Helena. She had wanted to go too.

The woman's voice on the other end of the phone was calm and collected as she started her talk with a small laugh, "How did you find me?" Fareeda played with her feet on her swivel chair as she turned around, "I have my ways. Nice speaking with you, my name is Fareeda," "Should I be alarmed that a nobody found out who I am? I'm told by my assistant that private investigators are paid a huge sum of money every day to find out who is behind Hush Havens," "That should tell you that I am not to be underestimated," Fareeda said coolly. Irene laughed and asked, "Are you going to force me to release your story by threatening to reveal my identity?"

Faria said as I entered the room. Faria is the first woman I met; she is tall, with long red hair and green eyes; I don’t dare open my mouth about her physique. “Can we help you somehow?” Sarah said. Sarah is the third, she is tall, but she comes up to my shoulders, blond hair and brown eyes, an expert in contortions. “Or do you want me to make you a hot bath?” Sabiha said. On the other hand, Sabiha is the second, short but with curvy breasts, black eyes, and hair, is wrapped in an aura of sadness.

"This is crazy. I don't even know you." "Your name is Ava." He said it softly, reverently. "Ava Marie Chen. You were born on June twenty-first, eighteen years ago. You have a birthmark on your right hip shaped like a crescent moon. When you were seven, you broke your arm falling out of a tree, and you cried more because you couldn't climb anymore than because it hurt." Tears were streaming down my face now, and I didn't even know why. "Stop. Please stop."

The young woman smiled. She glanced at Liam and said, “Good morning, Mr Kent.” Liam gulped. He swallowed empty air as he stared at the stunning young woman in front of him. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Who knew she would grow into such a beautiful and attractive woman? “Aria,” Liam remarked, his voice hoarse as he stared at her in awe. The young woman was none other than, Aria Carter. She was the daughter of Adrian Carter, Henry Ford’s best friend who was also a former soccer player.

Fedora stood in her Dallas kitchen as the morning sun streamed through the blinds. Her mother, Elizabeth, sat at the table, nursing a steaming mug of coffee while her twin girls, Zariah and Eliana, joined in with their cereal. “Mom,” Fedora began softly, “I need to go to Dubai for Beauty’s wedding.” She paused, guilt tightening her chest. “It’s... it’s her own wedding, a smaller event, just final touches, logistics.” Elizabeth looked up, warm concern in her eyes. “I know. And the girls?”

Thomas knows better than to listen to her. "Hey!" Fareeda purred looking at Afnaan like a piece of shit - as usual. "Can I help ya?" Afnaan asked looking at her two minions - Zainab and Hannah before looking back at her. "I think so. We want to choose the dancers this year so we're just here to let you know. And it's our last year as you know."she surly said attempting to walk away.