Jafar Descendants Novels & Stories

Ayesha, Yahya and Farhan were about to agree- “No, we deshide righth hair righth noww,” Jafar declared as he was wheelchaired into the garden by a nurse.

Afgan clenched his hands so tightly that his nails were already digging deep into his palms. Over and over he heard his father's words repeated in his head: “Descendants of Al-Futtaim.” Afgan was indeed the sole heir, so all the responsibility fell on his shoulders, but he had a very difficult dilemma. How could he touch Adelia, while he felt disgusted at the thought of her body having been touched by another man, exactly one day before the wedding.

I sighed again. This was my life. . * * JAMAL. "You know I still don't know why there is a special day for you to roam around the streets of Zedora,not like you can feel the sun or something" Jafar my cousin said to me as I prepared to leave. I don't know why Dad entertained his stupid family in the palace, even a blind person will see that he and his father was coveting the throne. But Father still believed there is always good in people, even after

Her presence lingered in my mind, a haunting reminder of the responsibilities that weighed heavily upon me. As I wandered through the crowded stalls, my gaze fell upon a familiar face. Dr. Jafar stood amidst the chaos, his expression somber as he tended to a wounded slave. Recognition dawned on both of us simultaneously, and we exchanged a brief nod before finding a quiet corner to speak. "Dr. Jafar," I began, my voice tinged with curiosity, "it's been a long time." He looked up at me, his eyes reflecting a mix of sorrow and relief. "Indeed, Your Highness. I left the pack shortly after you cast Josephine away."

There were ducks swimming on the lake while pigeons were on the ground pecking on the concrete floor looking for food i guess. I sat on a bench and leaned on the back rest. That guy has been following me for a week now, he introduced himself as Shan Zhao and that he was working for the imperial family. I almost laughed when i heard that, but he told me he was serious. I tried to be serious too and decided to listen to whatever he has to say which i shouldn't have done, what he said next was what made me laugh, rolling on the ground. "You are the descendant of the great Emperor. And the imperial family needs you. " He said.

" He isn't a bit mad at all, infact he has already given me his blessing. I'm finally going to take the next steps " Jafar finally locate the house he has been trying find. The day he went home to reconcile with his father which didn't end well , he met their gateman who told him about his sister leaving with maman sumayya and her daughter. He regrets ever pushing her away when she needed him the most. He made sure to collect the address to her house and promise to come visiting today.

She was a rich snob who didn’t respect anyone she thought was beneath her. In addition to that, she was one of the most arrogant person he knew. Once upon a time, he admired her but as she grew up she was consumed by all the wealth around her that she forgot to be humble. As if she was not bad enough, he never liked her father for unknown reasons. Her father, also called the king of charmers was a very handsome man in his middle age like Hamdan’s father but the difference was that jafar, juweyriya’s father was worse than his daughter in terms of arrogance. He was known as the king of charmers not for his good looks but for his ability to cheat people out of their hard earned wealth. He was a

a big belle man said smiling as he talked to Damien before he introduced a slim lady beside him. "Thank you Mr. Jafar I'm glad you like it," Damien said as he left with MJ and Edward. " Nonsense always feeling inferior,” Mr. Jafar said after Damien didn’t look at his daughter. “Dad, I like him," the lady said for her father to nod. “Don't worry I will talk to his father" the man said to his daughter who kept blushing as she watched Damien walk away,

"He's perfectly fine now, the whole family is with him now." "Okay. That's cool. How are you tho?" She asked. "I am fine now that I am speaking to you." I knew she was going to blush, and hell yeah she did. "Jafar was trying to stand just now," I said so surprisedly when I saw him. "Yeah. My boys are big now though. So you put some respect to their names. They are standing already." "Wow. I didn't even know when they started crawling." "Nah. They are seven months old already. What were you expecting?"

he said cursing. Those who heard were silent and not a few swallowed hard when they imagined how tough King Josephine Zafeiri was when he was still king before finally being replaced by his son, King Roderick Zafeiri. Even though Roderick Zafeiri was cold and harsh, his father was far more terrifying. He even executed the three sons who were born by his concubines because he didn't want another son to try to replace Roderick as the crown prince at that time. After that he began to feel the smell of competition between his sons. Although the absolute king's throne is only inherited from the rightful heir to the throne.