Mha Amajiki Novels & Stories

MAX She is absolutely stunning, every line and curve is sculpted to perfection. My eyes trail over her porcelain skin. Her long black hair is wet and is clung to her back. Her perfectly round peach bum is staring at me, begging me to come closer. It is taking everything to hold Maddox back. I shove Maddox down and shift back.

Just before Helga could complete her sentence, Maisy cut her off. "Ok! Lia!" She said excitedly. She cupped her cheeks with both her hands. Her eyes were twinkling when she realized she called Amelia's name. Maisy walked to her and held both her hands. "Lia, I will forever serve you. I will be your most loyal maid!" Maisy shouted and smiled brightly at Amelia. "What are you saying," Amelia said while giggling. Helga was about to say something when she sees the bright smile plastered on Amelia's face. 'I guess this is fine too. I'm glad her mood got better' she thought.

Then I cleared my throat to alert them of my presence making Shuri loosen herself from the embrace and come to me. Her eyes were laced with tears and I felt bad immediately. "He has won, Amara," She cried hugging me tightly. "Who won? I don't understand you Shuri," I replied her puzzledly. "Massimo," She replied with a shaky voice and I felt like she was a commodity. Well, that's odd.

she murmured, clutching her still throbbing head. The doctor clucked softly. "Absolutely," she said. "And it's lucky that you didn't lose your child." Fiona was silent, then glared instantly. She looked at the doctor beside her with a strange look on her face. "What does that mean?" she asked. The woman in the white coat sighed. Of course, she knew Fiona Aubrey very well. No one does not know the young lady Aubrey because, in addition to being famous for her beauty, Aubrey Corp. is one of the largest investors in several well-known hospitals in the world.

He is our other half, and we are his,' the voice explains. This makes no sense! How is this even possible? I'm human and I'm hearing voices in my head—Oh God! I'm schitzo, aren't I? That has to be it, I think, finally coming to a stop at a stream running through the thick forest floor. The image of a white wolf reflects back at me, where my reflection should be. This can't be real, I think, completely in denial of what is right in front of me. 'It is very real, Amaris. You, we, are a wolf.'

She thought and sobbed. Maaz has settled in Paris, He launched a branch of his company in the city. He is the CEO of 'The MH Industries' and Saad is the COO of the company. He worked all day so that he doesn't miss them. Sometimes he wondered where Mahir was, How is his father and mother doing, did Haya miss him but the very next moment he'd turn his attention to his work.

Gavin down. One of the small companies is MAJA and SISTERS. It's owned by Majah Suzanna my high school classmate. The company was holding end of year party and Maja requested my presence. I couldn't turn her down given the fact that l hadn't appeared in public since l took over ceo duties. Boss do you want me to arrange someone to go with on the party? My assistant Reina asked. No need l will go with you. I replied and she widened her eyes. I wondered what she thought in her head but l didn't ask her as l proceeded with my work since there was still alot of time before going to the party.

Layla rolled her eyes once more. She had just confessed to her friends that she was held at knifepoint by a junkie weirdo and all they wanted to do was talk about her kissing a biker. "His name is Marrok," she admitted. "Marrok Kenneally." "Marrok Kenneally, what a strange name for a biker," said Amy trying to recall any bikers she'd ever heard of with that name. "What's his club name?" "The Howler M.C. I think," replied Layla thinking back to Brick and his impressive patches.

But when the third student, Jamila, starts to speak, something in her sonorous, refined tone piques my interest. “Hello, I’m Amma Abeo, MA International Economics, Savannah University. You’ll experience a lot on this journey, but, no matter what, it’s good to know there’s a village cheering you on. On the serious side though, it’s never too late to apply for internships or jobs.”

He laughed and buried his head in his hands. "Ah, fuck. Qiao Mo... " Hila She woke up rather earlier than usual and felt queasy. The day of the Wushi Chin Cooperation annual meeting had arrived and she was to deliver the Wushi Group's proposal to the board. The obvious reason behind the formation of the group was to help the world through annual donations to curb different calamities in different countries.