Mahwish Ali Novels & Stories

Nevertheless, he tried. "Leave it. You look like you are having a toothache," Rizwan sighed. Heartache, more like it. "Samar," Rizwan spoke after a few silent moments, "You need to talk to Maahi. I don't know about her, but you cannot go on living like this. Right now, you are at the pinnacle of success. Your club is doing unprecedented business. Maaleghat is churning gold. You are the undisputed king of the mafia syndicate. Your realty business is spreading like jungle fire. Your arm dealer's license got processed. You have just taken that crucial first step towards going publicly legit. But you look like you need a cocktail of anti-depressants more than celebratory champagne."

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.

“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.

Alleki perfectly tied his black shoulder-length hair. The man excused himself with two squad captains and walked nearer. At twenty, his lean and tall built made her look like a child. “Congratulations on your appointment, Alleki—I mean, Commander.” Malaika smiled. She honestly felt proud of him. Come to think of it. She considered him as her rival a long time ago. But she was ill-fated enough to be this low.

Name: Zahan Ali Wife: Mira Ali Daughters: Maya Ali & Khushi Ali .................... .................... ............ After reading the file, I started to make my plan.. Ms. Khushi Ali, get ready to repay for your father's misdeeds and betrayal... Because of your father, I had a great loss. I lost my father. Just get ready for pain. I promise I will make your life hell and destroy your family. I will make you say good bye to your peaceful life very soon and will drag you in hell....

“Now, now, Nasia, you know that when Mama says something that she knows the best for you. And I think that Alpha Liam might have other things to take care of. We don't want to delay that for him too.” “Actually, no. For today I'm all yours.” “You're not helping.” Alaria glared at me and I laughed, wrapping an arm around her as I took the ice cream from her, gently bringing it to her mouth. “I think that I am.” I said, watching as she smiled at me. “Because this is the first that I've seen you as content in a very long time. And anything, I mean it, anything in the world is worth waiting for me to see that smile on your face…”

Wish you all the colors of happiness and love✨️🌸🌻❤️ A. Gupta

Remember what has been given up for you to do this. Our rebellion against the Alpha started a year ago. Our influence has grown, but recently we trimmed some who have been undecided to ensure this mission would be successful. Everyone is relying on me to pretend to be someone I'm not. My name is Avia. Not Kenna. But Isaiah doesn't need to know that. My goal here is simple. To gain Isaiah's trust, and get enough information to bring him down.

She grabbed the iPhone X he was giving her and typed her digits expertly before giving him back his phone. "Sorry, I don't know where my manners went to." he lighten up the mood, scratching the back of his head. "I'm Mashkur Aarif. Muhsin and Habib's friend." he introduced with a killer smile. "I'm Mehr Malik, their sister." she smiled back. Where is this man from? Is he by any chance from those Arabian countries? She ask herself. "Wow! I never knew." he said surprised, he never knew that his friends have this beautiful sister.