Kanaya Maryam Novels & Stories

photograph with flowers symbol of death Maya did not reply to her brother; In few moments her parents came and they took her home. Maya felt her vision blurred with tears when she laid on the bed that night; the big packet of various tablets with a glass of milk was kept on the nightstand; she was supposed to take that and sleep the night off; Everything she ever worked for seemed to go in vain. Maya was one of the lucky students who completed graduation at the age of 19; She wanted to be a model and next week was her audition for a modeling reality show.

Mary took the papers and place her hand on the ink brought by Emeryk,tears slid out of her eyes as she press her thump on the papers. "Amina Jameel"Katy heart pound in her chest,she wrap her arms around Aukey and puff out breaths,the guards and machine scan them and their pass but Katy couldn't breath normally... they'd gone through three of this and this is the last one but Katy felt like this is going to be the last time she's going to breath.

She said. I don't know if I should tell her my real name. "My name is Bethany."I managed to say. "Thats a nice name ,unlike mine its manly."She said . "Its a nice name ,I can call you Christy." "I never thought of shortening my name."She said smiling. "So Let's be friends."she added. "Sure."

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

Theon’s eyes widened in shock, mouth opening as if to speak, but no words came. Slowly, I turned to face her. Marissa. Or Tatiana, as she’d once been called. Her true name, the name that she was born with. I refused to want to see her as a Marissa, the weak woman that she has become. But then again, names were irrelevant now. She was a different woman now, a different person. She stood before me, bathed in the eerie glow of the setting sun filtering through the shattered windows, her hair cascading around her face, eyes glinting with dark amusement. My breath caught at her beauty, as perfect as the day I’d lost her, no, as perfect as the day she betrayed me. As perfect as I've seen her, and

Then tenta‌tively approaches‌ Kiy⁠a. “Hi,” she says s‌hyly. “I’‍m Amara. I’m‍ going to teach yo‍u lo‍t​s o‍f stuff.​ Like how to rea​d and​ how to do cartwhe‍els and how t⁠o remember Ayana.” My heart swe⁠ll⁠s. This is my family. T⁠hes⁠e beautiful, broken, heali‌ng peo‌ple.

"Waalaikumsalam, finally, I've been waiting for you for about ten minutes. Where have you been?" She is Kahfa, my friend. "Have you met the son of Mr. Akbar?" I answered by nodding. "So? Any comments about him? Don't worry! You haven't talked to me in a long time." "Her name is Kania Putri Ramadhani, called Nia. Simple, but very beautiful, cheerful, and honest. If she doesn't like someone, she will reveal it, she is a brave woman, she is very pious, very perfect in my opinion."

“I can –“ “I’m going to help too,” Maryam says, raising her chin, her voice ringing out. “On the humanitarian side, of course, as it’s far more important.” We all turn to her in surprise and after a beat she frowns around at all of us. “What?” Maryam bites out. “I have medical experience. I know these people way better than most of you. I’ll be an asset!” “Maryam,” Rafe growls, slowly shaking his head in absolute refusal. “It is far too dangerous for you –“

Maryam joke "Oh please don't rub that on my face, but nevertheless congratulations am happy for you" "Thank you thank you" Maryam said blushing "So when is the wedding?" Asked Tehzeeb "In the next three month dear" "Woow so soon and your just telling me" Tehzeeb feign being angry "Am sorry dear. You know you're the best lady so you will be the one to do everything including the anko" "Are you serious?" Tehzeeb asked surprised "Yeah don't be too surprised. So you better start planning now. Cox I need to do even gyaran jiki(physiotherapist) and so on"