Nighat Abdullah Novels & Stories

"woahh so a big hotelier Mr reyan sheikh will do naagin dance - said sharik teasingly and we burst into fits of laughter. And we all sat sometimes and ate our dinner and went to our room. I messaged izzah. Good night izzah. And after sometime I also got a message. Good night ahad. And I slept. ———————————– I hope you guys liked the chapter. Signing off..... ~Zaveria akhtar

******* Nadir could feel something warm and soft wrapped against her, opening her eyes she sees wrapped right against her asleep and snoring slightly, She looked out to the curtains but it had been drawn close and she could tell it was nightfall, Nadir stirs around clinging unto , she almost dies today no she died today but somehow she came back to life, That little near death encounter made her realize she still has much to do, she hardly had any fun all her life she spent practicing, hunting, training, and studying she hardly attended parties!!!", No social life of any kind, Her phone buzzes slightly scared to walk away from the warm and safe walls of xyla's hands she reaches for phone, Ch

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

we went back to home my friends stays with me only as no one stays in my home my dad is busy with his business iam left alone with maids in home so my friends stays with me all the time I went to my room to sleep I get everything I want I don't know I still wants something but what is that why iam not satisfied though I had everything this is the question I asks myself everyday before sleeping @NIHA POV@ this guy never changes sorry I didn't introduced myself right iam niharika iam cousin sister and best friend to Rishi he is such a cold and aloof guy he behaves weird all the time I know it's not his mistake but he needs to change he can't stay like this forever why god not showing mercy on

Vexon told me and I took a deep breath. "Fine. Look, I have three cousins living in Bangladesh. My aunt, Kaniz Gerund has two daughters. Nadia and Nafeesa. Nadia is already married but her husband lives in the USA. Nafeesa is of my age and she is a gold digger and flirt," I started explaining.

"My Nila. Today you have proved that Dada's dream will be fulfilled through your hands." Arian and Raisa had watched everything. Nila went and sat in Dada's chair, a cup of tea in her hand. Abrar, Tanjina, Ridoy, Shaon, Mostafizur—everyone stood below. Nila said, "I am Nila. Granddaughter of Nurul Islam Khan. From today, I will work regularly for the foundation. I will turn monsters into human beings. I will fulfil Dada's dream." Raisa hugged Nila tightly. "My granddaughter has grown up today."

Ann giggled. "No I didn't..." Lydia lied, blushing. "You go to visit?" Melanie asked. "She never told you?" Ann asked in turn. "You'd wanna come." Lydia pointed out. "I don't live near any water connected to the sea." Ann explained sadly. "Visit more often then." Melanie ordered. Ann nodded with a releaved smile. "Come on, let's go home." Melanie said, taking one of Ann's suitcases in one hand, and her hand in the other.

She asked as she sat beside me on the bench. I didn't even notice when they arrived at our department. But it was fine, I had no chances of winning. " Uhmm, Okay, Faryah, Faryah Mustapha" I answered finally and smiled at her. " Ohh that's nice, you're Arabian?" she asked. " Indo.." I shut myself up as a thought came across my mind. I was really Fauziyyah from Malaysia. " Malaysian" I answered and smiled at her. She had long red curly hair, with green eyes, with a thin nose and small lips that made her long chin fit her. She was beautiful. I don't really see the need of a beauty contest. " oh, I'm Natalie by the way" She replied and smiled wider. " Oh, are you in the contest too?" I asked and

He fixed his eyes on the laptop. 'Mr. Zaman, an accountant in the garments factory. Salary thirty thousand. Mrs. Saeda, housewife. Two daughters Biya Zaman, student of M.A, age twenty-one... I am the only lioness. Haya Zaman doing graduation, nineteen years old.... pretty doll. Son Fahad Zaman, a matric student, sixteen years old....a cricketer.' And along with that their complete home address was mentioned. Sikandar was attentively busy with the file when a knock on the door of his room happened. "Come in." With his permission, Farid came inside and stood obediently in front of him, waiting for him to get free from his work. There was an envelope in his hand.

Arshad replied to his daughter like niece. "Okay you sit down on the dining table, I'll bring you your breakfast along with my own." She replied with a wide smile. Arshad patted her head and gave her blessings. She went to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast for her uncle first. Neha Samad, is her full name and she lives in Karachi Pakistan. He mother Alina passed away during giving birth to her. Her father Samad Ali raised her like a princess. She was his only daughter. Samad never married again because he was worried that his princess Neha would be a burden for another woman and she could treat Neha badly. Neha was 16 when her father passed away. His heart gave up and stopped beat