Kanaya Maryam Novels & Stories

All then seemed to have evaporated into a black hole before my heart pumped me awake. Until then, before I knew it, I'm living the years of my life as the Luna of the Werewolves whole empire, Lumina, only by becoming the Alpha King's wedded wife- a title I'm most shameful of having. But I know that there's still more than what the eyes see. ***** "The letters have arrived, my lady." "What type?" Claude looked at me in confusion while I busied myself completing the reports from the border lands. "What do you mean what type? Are you expecting any other letters except for invitations and requests for an audience?"

Then Magdalena rented some old car so that getting around would be easier for her. Sona really was at home. Her way of life was written all over her face. She smelled of alcohol and cigarettes and was dressed in cheap, vulgar clothes. Aunt Tamia was awake too, but she could not get out of bed. Tamia was very happy to see Sara, but the same could not be said about Sara, she was frightened. Age had made Tamia’s deformity even worse. The poor woman was horrible to look at, but she was still the one Magdalena loved most in her family. More precisely, she did not love anyone else at all.

Outside stood Kopa with a smile. “Hi dad,” Mary smiled. “Hello, little one. Have you settled in?” he asked. “I have,” she nodded. “Come in and meet my roommates” she then said, taking a step back so he could walk inside. “You know Firlea, and this is Hinat Seolo, Hinat this is my father Kopa Teeran,” Mary said. “Hello, sir Teeran,” Hinat said. “Hello,” Kopa answered. “You are the ambassador’s daughter?” he then asked.

"The only thing I know about you is that you're not Jewish, you're a web developer, your name starts with K... and that's pretty much it." She pursed her lips, as if deep in thought. "Alright," she paused. "I'll tell you some things about me." He leaned back on his chair, staring at her wide-eyed with anticipation and all-ears. "I'm not really a web developer at Clix," she revealed, her mouth twisted into a vicious smile. Jesse's brows furrowed in confusion. "I work at International Center of Photography Museum, Jesse," she explained. "My roommate is the web developer, I just asked her to run your information on the database for me. I got... curious." She shrugged her shoulders, her cheeks t

Muhammad heard a feminine voice say from behind. Muhammad turned around abruptly and was stunned when he found himself staring at Maryam. She was the last person he was expecting at the game reserve. Maryam’s pretty oval face was glowing in the moonlight and the smile on her face magnified her beauty. She was wearing a blue scarf with a blue abaya which concealed her body from neck to ankle and blue strapless sandals. Everything about her was blue and it suited her dark complexion perfectly. Maryam had a specs that had a white lens resting on her pointed nose as she stared down at Muhammad with curious hooded eyes and full lips locked together as she smiled.

MARIA'S POV. The next morning came quickly. And for the first time in years, I slept like a child who had no reason to worry. I.was finally going to get my revenge on Allen. I walked down the marble stairs with my hand on the railing. The house was quiet. For a moment I felt like I was the only person alive. Adam was a busy woman. Unlike me who stayed in the shadows, Adam liked the spotlight— everything was to help me anyway.

She felt her stomach clutch “What are you doing here? will you get inside” kaima roar, point her hand towards the house entrance. Mary shook her head in disagreement, tears make it way down her cheek, pick one of her slippers it leaded on Mary “I said, you should get in”. Mary try escaping from another direction, Kaima run after her, she knew if she didn’t make a move to escape, kaima would have taken action in practicing her hobby, and there no how she would escape from her. During the school sports, she run for her school, she always comes back with either first or second award for best runner, Mary had that in mind, she just wanted to try, but the move Kaima take was fearful, she definite

Adnan continued to watch him. "A son," Yusuf said, dropping his voice to a whisper. "The man has built an empire that will last into the next generation and beyond, but he has no one to carry that legacy on. He has a single daughter however. Her name is Maryam, and she recently concluded her Masters in Baze university right here in this city. She's currently running a private hospital in Kano, which her father built for her." "And where do I come into all this?" Adnan asked.

I will only like you as a friend when you change your ways. Yours sincerely, Zainab Abdulkareem. "Perfect." Maryam said. Wait, hold on a second." She then started writing a letter to Abba. When she was done, they put the papers inside their lockers and headed to the field.

Kanaya tried to get up, but suddenly felt dizzy, so she lay back down. "Just rest for now, you're not feeling well. Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. Oh, by the way, what's your name?" "My name is Kanaya. Am I the one who pointed a gun at the two men who wanted to hurt me?" "Yes, I did that. Let me introduce myself, my name is Lily Alexandria Dinov." The woman extended her hand to Kanaya. "What?" Kanaya's eyes widened in shock upon hearing the name Dinov.