Mahwish Ali Novels & Stories

I can understand how humiliating this is for him but he also decided not to fight Alpha king Alexandro He's considered the most powerful Alpha in this entire werewolf world. He gets what he desires and he'd built an entire empire and crowned himself as the king. There are thousands of wolves loyal to him and will do anything upon his orders. With his valiance, he brought most of the territories under his control. His desire to own the entire world has made him the worst creature to be alive. In my eyes, he's a monster, who wrecks the lives of innocent people to prove that he's powerful.

I am fine dear you say? I am also fine.... I am coming from London mehak.... Wow great maasi just come back...... Ok tell me where are you right now? I am in my home maasi..... Ok tell me how is aisha? Alia? Actually maasi they both are no more... What? What are you saying mehak how when that happens? And you are living alone? That's a long story maasi no I am not living alone I am living with my family..... Your family?

As soon as I reached the hostel my internet was turned on again, there were some messages from Alizeh which said- Alizeh: "Hey are you free for 10 minutes?" Alizeh: "I was just feeling very alone, I just waited for you, and I slept!" Alizeh: "Listen to this song if you haven't" (The song was BAARISHIEN by ANUV JAIN, after listening to that song I instantly fell in love with its lyrics, what an amazing song it was) Alizeh: "Now I will talk to you at night, I am just going for dinner, you also eat dinner and listen"

just MAHIRA. Tazz couldn’t sleep entire night, he reached office early the next day , even before the cleaners reported, he was restless, he dialled a number “did you get the info I asked for, send it to me right now,” he literally growled , he received a mail notification immediately and took a printout. He slapped the page on desk almost immediately as it was half empty with not much info except... Name: Mahira Saha Address: Satellite tower, South beach complex Status: Married

He had been miserable for the past four days since Maahi had walked out of Rizwan's flat. Angry and miserable, sad and miserable, guilty and miserable, defensive and miserable. In a nutshell, miserable. Maahi was the only girl in his life since forever. She was his only reference point when it came to female kind. Except for his mother he had never been that personally involved in any other female's life and that was a different kind of a relationship, very long ago. In his adulthood, Maahi had been a benchmark for the whole womankind for him. It was difficult for him to imagine a female who did not dress high fashion, who did not spend away money like empty shells of peanuts, who did not tr

He uttered, and I bobbed. “I enjoyed Martina’s company too. She’s a very nice lady.” “Oh yes, she is.” He answered with a large smile. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone. He stretched it to me and said; “You can have your phone back. Alpha Marcus is gone and I believe you to make the right decisions.” After hearing his words, I reached for my phone and collected it. To my greatest surprise, Alpha Kilhan’s picture was still the wallpaper. The same way I had given it to him.

Amir had finally come to terms that he'll never see his one true love ever again. Becka wasn't entirely a terrible person, she has always been a spoilt child but handled the affairs of marriage fairly, she showed how much she loved him and that amused him sometimes. Again, Amir was happy that his friends where getting comfortable with there families. Fatu and Cara recently had a new born baby boy, while Kamur had fallen deeply in love with Dala who was pregnant. He'd stayed glued to his wife, he no longer had time for slave hunting and other activities he engaged himself in. Every one was happy, but deep within Amir a whole lot we missing.

Salar warned across from her. “Getting married to a low-class woman is what you find best? First, that gold digger and now a strange woman whom Amaan doesn’t even know about. Is that your definition of best?” Mehwish replied, pursing her lips. “I had made a list of suitable girls for him already, and I have personally ascertained their compatibility with Amaan and Hashmi’s status. You should have at least asked me before doing something like that,” she was finding it difficult to remain calm.

There are several other messages coming in. (My Angel, all in safe delivery. They already transferred.) The girl known as Angel Gracelia smiled. It was a message from her henchmen who had succeeded in sending the last stock of weapons to be sold illegally. Now she has decided to quit that black world. Angel Gracelia converted to Islam with a new name, Diandra Safaluna. (Angel, The White One has an offer, 50% profit.) The girl's slender fingers typed softly.

“She doesn’t even know how to address those who are supposed to be her elders. Check again, Master Ian, something could be wrong. You know, she doesn’t…” “Are you going to shut up or do I have to shut all of you up?” Ian asked, stopping the woman. “What do you mean mistake? This was sent by the Alpha personally, do you think that he would be making a mistake?” Everyone looked at Allison as they mumbled amongst themselves. And I could swear that I saw rage in the woman’s eyes as she looked at me.