Mha Twice Novels & Stories

she mumbled looking at the door where Maa was already standing with amusement in her eyes. "My regards to her. Kiss her cheek, forehead, nose and everywhere for me on my behalf," he yelled before Mehr pressed the red button. "Where are you going to, young lady?" Maa raised her eyebrows because she can't raise one at a time which makes her to be so jealous of Mehr who can do it expertly. "Hajiyan Allah, I was just about to ask you if I can..." she trailed off not knowing how to put it even though it's not the first time she asked.

not once but twice… To be continued...

Her blood ran cold. The one who loved mangoes was Jessica. What I was remembering… was my life with Jessica. When I saw she didn't answer, I frowned. "Why aren't you eating? Did I remember wrong? I clearly remember my wife loving these. Unless… I have another wife?" "Of course not!" Emily shot back. "It's me. I love mangoes. I just… I was so happy I didn't know how to react." To prove it was really her, she forced herself to eat the mangoes in big bites. Almost immediately, red rashes broke out all over her arms and back. Neither of us seemed to notice.

Zane As I sat with my personal cabinet, discussing the intricate details of our latest ventures, the atmosphere in the room was a mix of intensity and confidence. We had been working tirelessly to expand our influence, and the success of our operations depended heavily on precision and secrecy. My advisors, each an expert in their field, were laying out the plans with meticulous care. Just as my chief strategist, Lila, was about to present her latest analysis on our territorial gains, the door swung open with a force that silenced the room.

We got a second chance to fix our marriage, and I didn’t waste that opportunity. And while fixing our marriage, throughout the road, I also manage to fix our relationship with his family. That leads us through our real happily ever after. Love is indeed sweeter the second time around. ___________________ F I N ___________________

Bella's POV There was thunderous applause in the hall. I raised my head, a smile of confidence spreading across my face as I stepped onto the stage to take Rick's side. Everyone's eyes were on me, admiration and awe evident in their faces. In this instant, I was the focus of everyone's attention. Rick reached for my hand, holding it firmly as he addressed the audience. His deep voice resonated through the hall. "Ladies and gentlemen, it is my great honor to introduce my Luna Queen, Bella. She is not only my partner in life but also the head and CEO of our new business venture. And, more importantly, she is the visionary behind the proposed sports center."

It's interesting for me to read something new… The second book that I was holding was actually so new to me. It was a book about dystopian thriller more likely a Hunger games or Divergent like. I love reading some like this. It's title was “SPELL and KILL” written by Don Thyro Lamion. “The Maharlika Nation has 26 outlying districts and one federal district called Mahar, the capital of Maharlika. The nation is divided separately and alphabetically. Each letter corresponds each district and all are controlled by the terrifying power of the Embassy. All of the districts are subjects to the unrelenting will of the authoritarian Embassy, and have no known influence concerning the national politic

Was she not only amnesiac but going insane? She resumed browsing her smartphone and looking at the unfamiliar contacts and trying to identify them in her mind, but to no avail. A number of her chat conversations had been deleted, suggestive that her accident could be planned, and more than meets the eye. Shortly after that, she had a slight chat with the doctor to understand her condition, and before he left, the doctor informed her that he would refer her to a psychologist for further management. So, the doctor believed that she was really going mad, then? She huffed with displeasure at the thought.