Kaveh X Alhaitham Spicy Novelas e Histórias

A normal Khalifa knows that alcohol is haram. He was getting too heavy. I placed him carefully to lean on a wall and I took a deep breath to regain my strength. I moved away from him for a little while. His eyes were so pale and dull. He looked horrible. " Khalifa how did you get into this?" I asked as I moved closer to him. " my..... drinkk.....they spiked it" I knew it. " what were you doing with them in the first place?" I asked and watched him bend his head backwards. " They made a bet..." He started and ended by throwing up on my dress. This really couldn't get any worse. " Ugh, Khalifa come on" I groaned. I couldn't feel comfortable anymore. " I am so sorry, I have a pair of clothes up

Liam was the first one to speak, praising Beth as he cut into his lasagna. “Thank you, Liam.” The housekeeper smiled warmly as she bought a huge wooden bowl of chickpea salad. I grimaced at that, my throat itching, toes curling underneath the table. “You should try this, Rose!” Aiden perked up, his hand already reaching out and scooping some of it. Before I count say something, the Alpha placed it on my plate. “Beth uses a secret spice along with pepper. You will love it.” Before I could open my mouth to answer, someone cut me off.

From nowhere Alvin appeared and poked fun at them. Aradhya blushed and tried to escape but Samarth tightened up his grasp. She whispered begging, "Leave... Let me go." "Kabab me Haddi... (Bone-in Kabab) what is the matter?" Samarth annoyed. "Nothing, continue..." Alvin laughed saying this and moved from there. "Samarth, you are too much, now let me go otherwise, again someone will come and see us." " Then okay," He held up her in his arms and headed towards the room, " let me take you. far from that someone person."

It was always death and evil missions. ‘I’m so glad to be here.’ I said to Kiara, chewing on my food excitedly. I looked at Alpha Kilhan’s plate and saw that he was almost done with his food. Staring at the meals on the table again, I looked for something else to feed him with, and just then, my gaze fell on the peppered skewers. They looked so delicious. I dug my spoon into it and scooped a generous amount. I moved it to Alpha Kilhan’s plate, and just when I turned the spoon over, Betty slid her plate underneath, causing the skewers to fall on her plate.

It felt necessary, like grounding after days spent in rooms full of intention. A vendor recognized me halfway down the market lane and froze. I sighed. “Please don’t bow.” He straightened awkwardly. “Sorry. Habit.” “What are you selling?” I asked. He blinked. “Spiced bread.” “Is it good?” I asked. He hesitated, then nodded. “Yes.” I bought two. As we walked away, Kael tore off a piece and tasted it. “It is good.” “I know,” I said. “Power doesn’t change bread.”

I says looking at Kiaan with a smile After all he is the one who helped me. "hello guys," suddenly I heard a voice I turn to see it's none other than Aloki verma with that moron Samar Randhawa. I forgot that he will also come. "Hii Aloki, hi Samar." Kavya greeted them And why do I feel kiaan isn't very happy to see him. "Or to see his ex?" my mind questioned Point! "Hey Kavya you're looking beautiful." samar said and tried to take her hand but she gracefully avoid touching him

A delicious aroma mixed in the air and After thirty minutes, the table was filled with three bowls of mouthwatering dishes. "Wow! You made Chow mein", Darika said and clapped her hands. "No! It's not chow mein", Arthit said. "Huh? then What's this?", Darika asked and drooled over the bowl. "This is Italian Spaghetti", Arthit twisted his tongue and told her in a foreign accent. "Ta-li Safa ka tatti?", Darika repeated completely confused by Arthit's words, causing Rohan to choke his food. "Tatti? (Poop) ", Arthit hands froze as he asked her.

He'd almost reached out to pull her in for a kiss like he had when they were young. But he hadn't. Of course, he hadn't. Everything had changed since they were college students. He had become a Sheikh. She had spent years struggling on her own. And they had a son together. Ali Ahmed tapped his foot impatiently, glancing at the clock. In just half an hour, it would be time for them to eat dinner together. He couldn't wait. Ali Ahmed had asked his chefs to send a selection of Al Jumeirah delicacies, from their famous saffron rice to lamb kebabs and Kalish, a delicious dessert of pomegranate, pistachios, and flaky pastry, to Kyra and Omer's rooms. Ali Ahmed smiled to himself, imagining sharing

)) [[ no, of course not I’m not some crazy person Luna or am I an addict of any kind ]] (( hmm well then that’s odd, lets ask him then yeah )) Kavis POV I get home from training with Alpha Roger and not surprisingly my very busy wife is not at home and neither are my children, I know Kai has training with Sam and the others but Sapphire and Saphirah should be somewhere around here with their mother. I see a plate on the island covered with my name written on a note “ gone to my office, took the kids with me “ she has manners, that’s a first. I uncover the plate and it’s Mashed Potatoes with Honey-Bar-be-que wings, Stir-fried Vege Rice with Soy sauce, Cucumber and Tomato at the side yum! I gr

The silver anklet Layla had bought her chimed softly with every step. They stopped at a spice stall—piles of saffron, cinnamon sticks, dried rose petals glowing under lanterns. The vendor—an older man with kind eyes—offered them tiny spoons of harissa and ras el hanout to taste. Adeyemi closed her eyes as the heat bloomed on her tongue, sharp and warm. Layla leaned close, whispered against her ear. “Reminds me of you—sweet at first, then it burns in the best way.”