Ibu Azmi Novels & Stories

Today, I promised to look after Gemma while Amara and her mother, Andrew, again set out to find his sister, Azize. Too many things that need to be added have started to play out. From what I've gathered here, Azize is the most accomplished warrior among all the inhabitants. Her killing technique is unmatched, and her dizzying precision has become so legendary that she has been given the nickname Taipan Reaper because no one kills as quickly and effectively as she does. And that's where my question comes from.

I used to call her Aisha. She doubled her clothes with a purple sweater, covering her palms. Those who did not know Aisha previously might assume the style of her dress looks odd. In fact, Aisha was disabled. Five fingers on each of her palms were not fully grown. That was why Aisha covered it. People said that Haji Abdul Rasheed had three children. The oldest was the Surabaya Mayor Jamaal Al Rasheed. The second was Aisha, while the third was her young brother. And it was said that Aisha's young brother was studying in Africa, who knew where?

33 am I saw a slight glimpse of A'ishah the day before yesterday, but she was fragile and difficult to convince. Baasima is gorgeous compared to A'ishah at the moment, and she is easy to befriend….Baasima is a crystal-clear girl, and with her, it won't take long. Then came another email in the middle of December: Dec 14 12.18 pm from Islamabad to Manchester Hmm, tell me that how is your sweety girlfriend I miss her a lot

Kansas City, Missouri, America, 1983 Jordan Findley wanted to see him in his office, and in Aaron’s experience, that was either a very good thing, or a very bad one. Though the Guardian Leader rarely raised his voice, an admonishment from him was much like disappointing a favorite parent, and as Aaron made his way to the top floor of the office building, he hoped this was good news.

FAKE ENGAGEMENT, REAL PASSION PART 2 HAZEL During the journey to the dinner, I can hardly enjoy the view. The only thing that crosses my mind is that Jonathan has changed with me, and I don't know exactly why. I see Jonathan reading a message on his phone, and I try to see who it is, hoping it's not that crazy woman who comes here looking for Jonathan. But he explains that it's Aziz. “Message from Aziz. He says we're going to Sheik Mohammed's house, Emir of Dubai, but not to forget that it's President Sheik Khalifa Bin Zayed who rules and that we should greet everyone.”

I stood there for a beat and stared at the empty space where he had been standing. I bit back the urge to roll my eyes and reached for the note. “Is he courting or hating me?” I muttered. I directed the question to the empty air near my ear. “He definitely hates you,” Aziz’s voice crackled in my ear. He sounded absolutely delighted. “I still have not seen a weirder way to get someone’s phone number. No pickup line. No charm. No basic human decency. Just a scrap of paper and a dismissive attitude. It is almost impressive.”

His father called him over. “Haven’t you brought Zarmeenay along?” Aamir Sheraazi asked. “Zarmeenay?” Rikza questioned. “Aamiya and Asfand’s daughter.” Aamir replied. He had met the ambitious Asfand quite a few times, he liked him a lot.

Aguilar: “Did you call for Daniel?” I asked, asking about my son. My beta, Ezio, smiled and nodded. “He should be on the way, Alpha. We have already sent orders for them to be brought here from Moscow.” Ezio said, and I nodded, looking out the window of the office that was now my own. “Good, I have missed him terribly.” I said, and Ezio smiled. “Both he and Luna Ella have missed you too. You know, she has been waiting for your call and would be anxious to see you when she is back.” He said, and I nodded, not saying a word at the mention of my first Luna. The mother of my eldest son.

I heard Ace say making me look away from the mirror. "yeah, let's go" I mumbled before grabbing my bag. we are both dressed in all black. after this burial's, Ace said it's better to stay alone just only have bodyguards, because he doesn't want to risk the life of others. which I totally understand, the only thing I hate is staying in a big mansion alone with no one to talk to. after talking with Ace to let me Work at his hospital, he finally agreed but the only thing is, I have a large bodyguard, his name is Adonis, doesn't talk much, just moves like a robot.

But these days, he found his attention drifting towards another fellow—Aisha, a renewable power engineer from Morocco. Aisha became recognised for her dedication and intelligence, her historical past in developing easy strength solutions for rural regions drawing admiration from all who labored together with her. Rafiq had long admired her determination, but over the past weeks, something had shifted. Their discussions about sustainable practices, the demanding situations they faced, and their shared hopes for a brighter future had slowly deepened, revealing a connection that went beyond professional recognition.