Haya Novel By Fakhra Waheed Novels & Stories

"Haya get ready soon we are going to the grocery store not to attend any wedding " Girls will be girls, be it the grocery store or any wedding they'll always take at least an hour to get ready. "Let's go Amma" here comes our one and only Haya who is not at all punctual. Well, she acts like she's bold but she is very timid. Haya was an orphan and she was living in an orphanage. Mehrbano (Amma) is an orphan keeper, she lost her spouse and children in an accident and since then she started taking care of the children's in the orphanage.

Haya, who was giving soup to her mother, ran to her father on his screaming. "Papa....papa.... open your eyes. Papa, please open your eyes." Haya was crying putting his head in her lap and tapping him on his cheeks. Meanwhile, her eyes went to the paper on the ground. She quickly picked up the paper and started reading it. But as she kept on reading it her eyes were turning wide in fear. The paper fell from her hand and tears were streaming down her face. "Papa....Fahad.... Fahad....Papa....papa come to your senses. Fahad come quickly."

CHAPTER XI On the other hand, Aliyah is waiting for Atif reply. But she got no reply from Atif. So since its pass midnight, she decided to go to sleep. And then again when Aliyah fall asleep she had a dream. AGAIN and again her dream is about the little boy and the girl name Haya. In her dream she saw these scenes: Haya is standing in front of the fast food where she used to wait for the son of Amila. It’s about an hour of waiting but the little boy didn’t arrived.

Anaya POV : "where is shehryaar now ...", I said with a long sigh . yes , i am waiting for my husband who should be here with me but again . he is busy with my sotan (his second wife ). yes, his second wife. today was our wedding anniversary but he is missing . now i really want to kill my sotan . life is good, my both baby boy is now 3 years old and they are quite a handful . but we both love them . I know when we came home after discharge from hospital . from that day to onward shehryaar was on who wake up at night to change their diapers. he only awakes me when they were hungry. he is still handling the mafia stuff . i want him to quit this mafia .but according to him , when someone ente

Chapter 23 Hadley I woke up the next morning rather early, the sun was barely out but I could not force myself to sleep anymore. I felt excited to finally start investigating and hopefully helping people here. I got dressed in comfortable but a little too tight sportswear and a puffy warm jacket. The sound of people talking outside catches my attention and I make my way to the window. Looking down I see Cain and a few other men talking, with Cain’s back to the house. They are semi-naked with only loose pants hanging dangerously low on the waist, giving a sensual view.

Later on, Ayaan was with his coursemate, Faizan, chatting. Faizan was a simple blithe fellow. He Wasn’t as handsome as Ayaan, yet charming. “Were you able to finish the novel?” Faizan asked, tugging down the edge of his trousers. “Sure I did. I had started to read the novel for days now,” Ayaan replied, scrolling through his phone. “Have you read the “Wandering Falcon” too?” Faizan asked, sitting up and looking at Ayaan.

Ameera smiled, realizing that in the midst of chaos and uncertainty, she could find solace and escape within the pages of a story. "Haider, I think I'll sit here and immerse myself in the novel for a little while," Ameera said, her voice filled with a soft tranquility. Haider nodded, his eyes brimming with affection. "Of course, my love. Take your time. I'll go and rest in the other room. We both need our strength for the days ahead." With a gentle squeeze of her hand, Haider rose from the couch and made his way to the adjoining room. Ameera watched him go, grateful for his understanding and support. She settled back into the comfort of the couch, cradling the novel in her hands.

I feel like he has something different in his eyes, but I can’t really let my sister just let it go, because I know that Yhra understands that she’s pregnant and her mother is. But when Yhra came back to the hotel, I breathed a sigh of relief, and I was taken aback, because God knows that I devoted my whole life to Yhra, after she gave me a second chance, and even I know that I don’t deserve He still gave me a second chance, so I would never waste it again.

Her eyes were going through the lines of the book she was reading but every now and then she has to focus on words to grasp the meaning. Continuously, her mind was being shifted to somewhere else instead of thr story which those lines entailed. The book, titled, 'Zaryaab' was about an underworld mafia guy who was not just a businessman but also a prominent politician of the country. A dark and quiet aura had succumbed him always on the streets he walk and within his heart, he carried a deep and intense fire that had been burning him for years.

she had said. 'What is this important thing you're looking for anyway?' I cringe when I hear Fareedah's unnaturally loud voice, and Quain ducks like he has been shot. 'Keep your bloody voice down,' he snarls, rubbing the bruised side of his face. Fareedah grits her teeth. 'I'm a wolven, Quain. I've killed more things than you'd think, and gods know I'd be more than willing to take a beast life or two at the moment,' she snarls back. He scoffs but goes on walking, his back slightly straighter this time. 'It's a book,' Saelyna says. 'A book?' 'It sounds….less important when I say it out loud'. 'And this…book did not come to your knowledge sooner?' 'No,' Saelyna replies with a thoughtful frown,