Istri Habibi Novels & Stories

She left me for Micah all those years over money, and I was bitter about it. "But when you died and truly disappeared, I realized you were always the one I loved most in this world. I didn't care if you were a fake heiress. What can I do to get back what I lost? "Addy, after everything, I finally understand that my love was for you. I made so many mistakes, and I don't expect your forgiveness. I just wish I could talk to you and our daughter every day." He only hated me because he thought I was just like Micah, who had also taken someone else's rightful place?

Valencia pointed his hand to Chris, and he waved his hands to say hello. "I see. Let me introduce myself. I am Koli Fier Augusta. You can call me as Ko-Fi it's a combination of the 1st syllables of my first and second name." He introduces himself, and I don't know what to feel right now.

Cristiano “Where’s Ivan?” I asked in a low tone, sitting on the dinning table reluctantly. I lowered my gaze to the plate, my nose scrunching in disgust from the burnt sight. I raised my head to the puttana wearing a dress that barely covered her tits. “And what the fuck is this on my plate?” I snarled with a knitted brow, glancing down at the plate again. “Potato frittata.” The puttana responded chirpily, “I heard it’s your favorite food so I made it for you.” She tugged her hair behind her ears, biting her lips.

"There are more than a few with some potential." "Are there?" The Game Master mused, an evident smirk in his voice. "Do you have any favorites?" "Mm, I rather like Camille. Just a little squirrel of a thing, afraid of her own shadow. Though there's something off about her. Perhaps that's why she's in my favor." Abel shrugged, matching Apollo's light hearted grin. "Liliana is a second, only because she tried to bring me to her bed." "That's all it takes to gain your favor, Abel? My, you've stepped it down these last few years. Secrets and sex." The Game Master chuckled, perching himself on the arm of a midnight-colored chair.

“Czar will come. And he will see what you’ve done.” Arya smirked and stood, brushing her hands as if ridding herself of dirt. “He will never search for you or find you, I will make sure of that.” “What have you done?” Elizabeth’s voice cracked. “You said you loved Habibah like she was your own—” Arya’s smile vanished. “Don’t you dare speak her name to me,” she growled. “That child… that bastard child is a stain. A weakness. Just like you.”

“Really? Milady will cook for me?” She nodded and whispered. “Isis won’t share the pancit bihon I’m cooking, he’s selfish when it comes to me. So… I’ll just cook something for you.” Santi looked at Isis, who was squinting at them. “He’s staring at me.” “Leave him to me.” She smiled before going back to Isis and kissing his cheek. “Don’t be mad anymore.” Isis’ face immediately softened and he smiled at her before kissing her forehead.

Ibrahim is the name of my ex-boyfriend, the very man I once knelt to beg, he cursed me and swore never to look at my face again. His name triggered so many memories, our good times together and the love we shared, it was beautiful, pure perfection. "what's your name and how long have you been stalking me?" I asked with tears gathering in my eyes "My name is Annabelle Gills, we were once coursemates back in the university, Ibrahim was someone I had a crush on for a very long time and when I found out that you both were dating, it tore my soul into pieces," she said

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We pulled off immediately, and my cheeks flushed with shame as a lady walked into the room. She was strikingly beautiful, with long, streaming hair and a quality of certainty that left me feeling inferior in her presence. She took a closer look at us with a knowing grin, her look moving from Ethan to me. "Am I intruding on something?" she asked, her tone trickling with mockery. Ethan got it together rapidly, his demeanor turning somewhat stressed. "No, Isabella. This is Elah, my wife. What is it you want?" Isabella's eyebrows shot up in shock, as she directed her gaze toward me. "Wife, you say? Indeed, this is positively a shock."

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