Novel Ayahanda Novels & Stories

Amanda chuckled, she was forced to follow her husband's wishes, but the man's request made Amanda have no intention of continuing any pictures, she chose to move to pick up a thick book that she had not finished reading. The position of the iPad did not shift or move away from its place, it remained there, and Amanda positioned herself so that Oriaga could see his wife's activities. "What book are you going to read, huh?" Oriaga asked. "I hope you're not reading a book called 'Being the Most Woman—" "A Japanese novel." Amanda pointed to the book. "You can see the title and the author's name, right?" "Hm. Yes, please stop reading a book called 'Being the Happiest Woman', don't read it."

God, why bring such a man my way? Do I really need Holy Mary? ____________End of Ayana’s POV____________

"Remember this, Bright. Pandora would not exist if it weren't for you. You're as much a part of her life as Ash is. You know what? How do you say dad in Indonesian?" "Ayah. Why?" "Because that's what she's going to call you, you are his father she is yours and Ash daughter I am just carrying her." Bright looks at her with a mix of shock and excitement. "Are you sure?" "Positive. I was thinking of asking Ash if he's okay with her me mother as well. But for now... Bright, would you be Pandora's Ayah?" Bright smiles.

« Oh, gods! You must be Bianca! And that lovely must be baby Rosy! I’m Ayawamat’s sister. My name is Aiyana. It’s so good to have more feminine energy vibrate in Crossroad café! » Bianca reached out for Aiyana. « Nice to meet you too. Your name is so beautiful! » Aiyana froze for a second. She stared at Bianca’s hand. She said in a whisper « A good soul… ». From here on, she smiled non-stop at Bianca. Aiyana puffed out a little bit of her chest. « Thank you so much for saying that. It means eternal blooming in our language. Although I would love to continue this conversation, we need to start moving soon. »

My age today. “That’s impossible,” I whispered. “I’m Melissa’s daughter. I,” But even as the words left my mouth, doubt twisted deep inside me. Blue whimpered from within my chest. She feels like… us. My throat tightened. “Who was she?” Sloane sat down slowly, as if the memories weighed more than her body could bear. “Ayda,” she began softly, “was the fiercest warrior our region ever saw. Brave, loyal… stubborn. She fought like she carried fire in her veins.”

* * * Luyando was welcomed by the smell of freshly cooked dry beans and vegetables when she entered her parent’s home. “Mum I’m home!” she shouted as she took off her heels by the door. Clad in a blue and red apron, Ayanda appeared from the kitchen. “I hope you’re hungry because I’ve cooked up a storm in there.” She said as she walked towards her daughter. “It’s not every day that I have my children over for dinner. Come here,” she stretched her arms and Luyando went in for a hug. “Oooh, you smell of spices and shampoo.” Luyando commented.

Muna squeals, her eyes lit by the elaborate gifts. “Maybe when we get back, sweetheart,” Chris says to her. “We really have to get going.” Noticing me, the Ada looks in my direction and then back at Chris with questioning eyes. “That’s Ahana, Muna’s nanny,” he answers. “Ahana, this is my… friend, Ada.” I smile, more from the much-needed reminder of what exactly I am to him. His daughter’s nanny. “Nice to meet you.” “It’s lovely to meet you too,” she offers me a stiff smile, before returning her attention to Chris. “Good call. Ahana, never heard that one before. Hopefully she's better than those horny Au Pairs you used to have.”

she says, but before she can walk away, I take her hand, pulling her to me. “It’s going to be okay. I know it’s a lot all at once, but it’s going to be okay, I promise.” When she nods again, I lean in, gently pressing my lips to hers. As I walk out to get food, I hear my son. “I knew my mom sent you.” I quickly rush downstairs, running into my Beta. “Alpha, what’s going on? You were acting very…possessive of that woman.” “Ayda. Her name is Ayda and she’s my second chance mate. The woman who saved my son is my second chance mate.”

I reached for my phone and unlocked it. One contact. Bryan. I hesitated for a second, then typed. Ayah: Are you free tomorrow? His reply came quickly. Bryan: Always. Why? My fingers paused briefly before I continued. Ayah: I want to eat out. There was a short pause. Bryan: Name the place. I stared at the message for a moment. His replies were simple, but they felt steady… easy to respond to, without overthinking. Ayah: You choose.

It was tasked with transporting all the members of The Seven Wolves and their families. Arya Mahendra was the first to greet Aidan. The two men shared a brief hug upon meeting. "Hey, Boss... how’ve you been?" Aidan merely smirked and nodded in response. "Meet my wife, Malikha," Aidan said, introducing her to Arya. "Pleasure to meet you," Arya greeted her warmly. Malikha accepted Arya's handshake with a polite smile.