Kanaya Maryam Novels & Stories

Everything was loose, as they were Sarah’s clothes, except for my jeans and shirt. A few hours later, Maryam entered the room. She works as a housekeeper and earns very little, but hey we can’t complain. “Maryam, guess what? Guess what?” “Is there something I should be worried about?” she asks, wide-eyed and glancing around. “What’s that word you always say? Sabr, Sabr? Well, I just got offered a job!” I exclaim. “YOU’RE LYING! FOR REAL?? OH MY GOD!!!!” she squeals, hugging me tightly. “I told you, with every hardship comes ease.”

Kiana smiled sounding more confident than she expected. “Oh really, it must be my lucky day then. My name is Mary Van Chile. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Kiana Frost.” Mary smiled. 'Of course I know who you are!' Kiana wanted to say but something caught her off guard. Kiana paused, confusion etching her face. “You know my name?” “Of course, don’t sound so surprised. I make sure to do background checks on my future partners. That’s if you’re interested.” Mary’s smile grew as Kiana’s heart continued to beat wildly.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

Completely identical. - I am Princess Mirabella and I have an offer for you... I am supposed to get married in three days with the Sultan of Castamar whom I don't like very much, unfortunately... You are my carbon copy so you will take my place in front of the hotel and be his wife for the next three months... Every month I will pay you a million on your account, after the three months... I will take over. Does that suit you? She was very direct... And seemed strict... Kaya took some time to gather in her head everything she had just said...

Kyra was so surprised that she froze, not blinking. "My daughter," Maryam said, her voice quiet and full of emotion. Then she pulled Kyra into a warm, soft hug, enveloping her with a spicy cinnamon scent. Tears appeared in Kyra's eyes, too. For years, she'd wanted a mother to call her daughter. Was it possible that she'd found that now when she'd been about to give up on this whole country?

I beg giving her my best sad look. Looking around to see if anyone is listening, Mary leans in whispering, “Her room is two doors down on the right. I have to go that way now, so you might catch the door before it closes.” Smiling at Mary, I give her a nod and chuckle to myself. I can see I still have it when it comes to dazzling the ladies. Now to turn that charm on for Kate.

𝙉𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 � ��𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩. – 𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙖. *** Maya strode calmly across the campus towards her college building with her head down. She moved like a ghost through the hallway and stopped as she saw two feet right in her way, she peeked up from her hood to see. Karan Yadav was standing in front of her, his muscled arms crossed at his chest and the tight bulging biceps made Maya's eyes stray over them with a strange urge to scrape off the tanned skin with her nails.

I did not see why her name was ironic. “Why is her name funny Theodore?” She hid her face from sight. “It means supplanter, devotee of the virgin Mary…” She sounded sad. So her name meant she was a substitute for power who worshiped a virgin named Mary? Who is Mary? “Who is the virgin Mary? And why is that a bad name for a demon?” They exchanged a look with each other. “No one Layla. They both said it at the same time. They would not tell me the truth. It was like they were hiding something from me. I let it go though. It was not important at the time.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.