Ibu Azmi Novels & Stories

He gives a lazy smile before sauntering out, leaving my cheeks warm and ears red. Ayeshna gives a half-hearted glare to Isaac, who has already turned the corner and is out of sight before turning back to me. The soft look on her face slips and anxiety spikes in my heart. “What is it?” I ask slowly, carefully putting up the mind barrier. Ayeshna gives me an encouraging smile before saying, “Firstly, yes to no physical exertion for at least a week.” My cheeks flush again. I lower my gaze. There’s a light teasing lilt beneath the sternness before her eyes lose playfulness.

It was relentless, lasting days until warriors came from the neighbouring towns, tipping the scales just enough to grant the Blood Moon Pack victory, if you could call it that. I exhaled sharply, feeling frustrated as I went back over images I’d already looked at, trying to find anything I’d missed, when I spotted him. It was a picture of a family of three outside of their burnt down home, and whilst it was a heartbreaking scene, it wasn’t them I was looking at. In the background, barely visible with the grainy image quality, was a middle-aged man partially hidden behind a car. It looked as though he had light coloured hair, blue or green eyes, completely ordinary really…he actually appeared

Ayesha said and was about to run again when she looked at arham. "hi!...what are you doing here?"Ayesha waved her hand at arham. "jogging...people don't come park for sleeping."arham said in a meaningful tone. Ayesha looked at ayat and giggled. ayat looked at arham with an angry face. "sis!...you should also jog a little," Ayesha said but ayat closed her eyes and laid back, showing she doesn't care a bit. "she is right you are more fat than her." someone voice made them turn their head to the side. zain was standing there with a smile. Ayesha got happy and hugged zain in a jumping way. zain chuckled and hugged her back.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

Remember what has been given up for you to do this. Our rebellion against the Alpha started a year ago. Our influence has grown, but recently we trimmed some who have been undecided to ensure this mission would be successful. Everyone is relying on me to pretend to be someone I'm not. My name is Avia. Not Kenna. But Isaiah doesn't need to know that. My goal here is simple. To gain Isaiah's trust, and get enough information to bring him down.

"It is the other way round, my good friend. These children were killed unjustly. And like the Osu, their blood is crying for vengeance." "I see," Kachi nodded and a wicked smile began to appear on the weather-beaten lips, "you would stir up that anger and use it to your advantage" "Who am I." Bozo laughed, glad that the man had gotten the point, "Behold I am the weapon of the gods." "This is fascinating. You are indeed great, my lord." Kachi dipped his heel on the side of his Ostrich and the animal started down the hill. The men below saluted but he wasn't paying attention as he started raining out instructions. They have found their fighting spot.

I asked with a bit of humor to try and make him smile since it looked like he could use a smile for himself. He smiled and nodded his head. "I suppose it would help you out here. I don't need anyone too serious dear. Just need someone who's willing to do work but you will never be alone with a patient for your own safety and protection." "I understand, One of your guards named Martin said he would be willing to protect me." "Ah yes him, he is our best guard." Mr. Baxter spoke with a bit of a smirk.

As Amy just described Azariah, who up till now Rachel didn't really notice how he was dressed or how much he had been staring their way. "Oh shit, Amy, that's Azariah the son of Azariah Olly, the greatest real estateman in the united states and neighboring countries, He is the guy who got the 360 million contract for his Dad in Dubai on their vacation and till date no one knows how he did it, he's very persuasive, relentless and doesn't give two shits about the law because the fuck is the law to a twenty four year old with a staggering networth of 1.97 billion dollars, plus anything he wants he gets," Rachel filled Amy in, sneaking a peak at him and he was still looking their way smiling wit

she smiled at Damian and he returned it. "Oh? That's an interesting coincidence." Abdullah remained formal, keeping up his serious demeanor. "Yes, I was surprised myself." Damian smiled nicely at him despite his cold behavior. Then he looked at Zain. "And this is...?" Thankfully, Zain spoke for himself. "Oh, I'm Zain. Zain Ahsan. Abdullah's advisor and best friend." He beamed at him before looking at Maryam. "And how're you doing, Maryam? It's nice meeting you again." she nodded. "I'm fine, Alhamdulillah."

Zubaida Ammi felt a little surprised at his questions. "It was an unknown call, but the caller said he work under Azim," Ammi said. "And you believed in it? Didn't try to find out more about what exactly happened with your husband?" Zubaida Ammii looked at Altaf confusingly. Altaf sighed. "As per, I knew Azim he was one hell of the smart and cunning Mafia leader. He was not that an easy catch.