Novel & Cerita Main Anmol Novel By Nimra Ahmed

I love you all for reading it and supporting it continuously. This book would not be here without certain people in my life. and I would like to take a moment and appreciate Thier efforts as well. Saamia Shabbir, one of my best friends who supported me throughout this journey. Her nickname is Amy, so you can see where that character came from. She even helped me with the making of few big plots in the novel. She is the best part of my life to be honest. Saamia, this is all because of you.

Be like a diamond, precious and rare, not like a stone, found everywhere.” –Anonymous If you haven't prayed your salah please pray this book can wait but your Salah can't Happy reading Meerab p.o.v At night I tossed from this side to another and couldn't contain my excitement to meet Humza again . " Will you let me sleep? " Angel Di smacks a pillow on my face . " Di.." I grunt holding my nose . " Don't Do me sleep " she scolded then turn her side to continue sleeping .

Hello and Aslamulaikum to all the lovelies Hope you all are doing well. So , firstly i want to thank Good novel app for giving me this amazing opportunity i want you all to support me and shower me with comments and likes Do review me about the book . I hope you all will support me and help me in reaching success This story is about two identical girls The male protagonist fell in love with the identical of his fiancé. What will happen when an obsessive man fell in love ? Now will he claim her ?

he added. Nirmala looks around with her power. But she saw nothing there. No evil creature that likes to disturb a girl who is bathing in the river. But she also knows that Alessandro is not a man who likes to make excuses. Especially to peek. Really, he's not that kind of man. Nirmala could only blush when she saw Alessandro being the victim of Aunt Meena's prank. The aunt was indeed a little mentally stressed so that she still considered her baby who died a dozen years ago alive. But despite it all, she is a mischievous woman and also kind. Therefore, she was not expelled by the other villagers because of her kindness. How did she know about Aunt Meena? Of course because she also helped th

He had been so hard on himself that he pushed everyone away but now, seeing the two of them together gave her hope; Najmah was slowly bringing back her son to life. {••} Najmah had showered and changed into a red fit and flare dress, wrapped a veil in a turban style before strolling towards the library. Pushing the door open, she went in, walking towards the books and picked the first book that caught her eye; “The Devil Wears Prada” by Lauren Weisberger. She sank into the beanbag chair, getting completely immersed in the story. When she was done reading, she returned the book back where she took it then proceeded to look for another book to read.

She looked up from her book at me a little annoyed. "Do you know Anam you are 22? behave a little mature " I rolled my eyes and sat beside her "I am going out. Ayan is picking me so inform Hayat when she is back " Noori just nodded. The doorbell rang Noori instantly got up like she was expecting someone. I followed her out. I know it is not Ayan because there are still 5 minutes for him to come. I followed Noori to the living room and sat on the couch waiting for whoever was at door to come inside. My phone beeped I unlocked it. there was a message from Mahira

She said while showing me the cut on her wrists with a proud look on her face. Though I felt sad seeing that cut, I know this is mafia and now I'm also becoming a big part of mafia…not a small part anymore. I smiled at her and wrapped my arms around my shoulder so that I could walk outside without falling. She returned my smile and we both walked out with slow steps while a few of Gio's and Khan's men ran inside to clean Malhotra's dead body. I know Malhotra's part is not even a real part of any one of our life as he is not even a worthy enemy. He just came and went but only because of him, many things changed in our life including I got this woman who is beside me.

I put on my glares and started walking out. Ayesha's POV, I jolted up as I heard Armaan's voice. He looked soo handsome. The way he wore his glares. Haaayeeee. I thought I might faint. "See you later." Amaal said behind me. "Yeah ofcourse. See you later." I turned to him and then ran outside as manager sir called me. I couldn't believe I made friends with Amaal Malik. Although life isn't that smooth everytime. There'll always be a mountain in your way, and for me, my mountain was coming soon....

He called Aman here. It's afternoon when someone knocked on the door. Abhimaan knew who was on the other side??? He asked Aman to open the door in a gesture. Aman opened the door and saw a nervous Janhavi standing in front of him. He moved aside to give her a way in. She came inside the room and saw that the room was very big and that room was just like an office, there was only one thing in it which was different from the normal office and it was the wall in front of the door in which bookshelves were made and all those shelves had a lot of books.