Khuda Hafiz Novels & Stories

" No, I will. I'm not going to cower away like always. He has hurt my parents and he drew the line right there." " Court he is Lucas Kingston. He is the most powerful mafia in the country. You cannot fight him alone. I agree he has done terrible shit, but you need to take a decision calmly and composed, not aggressively like this." " Noah, you tell me what options do I have? Do you think my husband's going to believe me if I say a mafia is going to kill him? Do you think he'll even listen to me? If he even listens to me he will probably laugh it off."

Holding the cup with both the hands she rubbed her thumb giving a thoughtful look. "Ruma, your son is a jewel. After all he is born in a well to do family and has a class. But that orphan has no class and he dared to slap my daughter. He forgot his place. My daughter can forgive him but I won't. He didn't slap my daughter but slapped my honour. The same way Zafar did. I won’t let history repeat itself. For that if I need to dip my hands in blood, I'm ready to do it. " Hafsa said in a calm tone but her eyes hold the fire to burn everything into ashes. ***********

He looked like he did not want to offend me but did not want to look scared. "Good afternoon, your majesty. I am Khalif, and this is my wife, Ayesha and her sister, Ummul. My son Ibrahim and daughter Zarah," he said, and the people he called greeted us.

Hanan! Arranging my clothes for thé pré wed photoshoot i sing along "my hearthurt by Dax" i dont know what is actually going on, all i know is that ya hafiz is a good guy even do his mum was thé one that pressurisé him on this marriage but he is also trying to make sure things work between us, Hé could visit me and we discussed alot to get to know each other he is a very nice guy with an amazing personality.

He eased the door shut until it clicked and once we were safely inside the space, he cleared his throat. “It wasn’t as it seemed.” “From the enormous smile on your face I could beg a differ.” My eyebrows lifted, and he just sighed, setting two fingers against his forehead. “Princess Jasmine’s family is the King’s closest ally in trade and power. That’s a little tip I got out of her today, that’s the only reason I’d be around such a vulgar person such as herself.” I chewed on my lip as I took in his words and I felt my chest expand in hope. We were getting somewhere, even if it were baby steps there was still progress.

I mean coupled with his wife and how he didn't mind sleeping with me, playing along with my naivety, and me living in his rented house all for the sake of a cover up story. “I’m here,” my voice cracked, my throat dried. “Thank Goodness, what the hell happened?” He asked. “I could literally hear your hard breathing from the phone.” “I know him,” I muttered. “Asher Vaughn? Of course you will know him, he’s popular in Houston.” I shook my head in denial, like he could see my gestures. “He’s the most talked about richest hotelier,” Mark carried on. “He…he…” I stammered, which was rare.

Aunty Hauwa phoned her parents and they are on their way already Aunty Hauwa has been praying for her niece to put to bed safely and Yusuf at the other hand is not himself,he's scared and he doesn't even know why. Zuwairah has lost alot of blood and only Allah can save her at the moment now. He has used all the tactic he can as a doctor but it's not working

This teacher had massacred and killed one of his family, because he had been framed by the elders in that place. because of the extraordinary talent he has shown, it scares everyone and they end up trapping Khalid. Khalid his name is Khalid the son of the fiftieth generation swordsman who saves the world.