Novel By Shazia Mustafa Novels & Stories

That is the short story of the romantic novel she had heard during her life in Indonesia. 'Bastard! I've never done those terrible things! I've never slept with anyone other than Hayden, my husband! But why is my baby have not the royal family’s blood? Crazy… this is all crazy… this world really just sided with the plot of that damn novel! My ten years of hard work so that I don't have the same fate as the villainess Fuschia in the novel, turns out to be in vain.' Fuschia sobbed as the guards pushed her roughly into the narrow old wooden wagon while clutching her baby tightly.

POV YUDHA I scratched my head frustrated. Grandfather would be angry if he knew that Nindi made Luna angry. I can feel Luna's anger. Until now if I remember i can get goosebumps. The first day i entered the office was very horror. The image of Luna's eyes looking at my sister was still very fresh. So cold and scary. I thought, is my wife is a cold-blooded criminal?! Impossible.

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She was grateful for everything in her life until Farzan Shah entered her life. Farzan Shah, a twenty-nine year old billionaire never tolerates a single disorder in his life especially when they are wrapped around lies. Just in order to teach a person a life-long lesson he came across Aysham Zubair a girl who got twisted with his fate after others' lies.

She smiles at me and then turns around. "Mimo," Lisa calls my name, and I look at her. "Yes." "I read your story, about Mafia candidate girl who fell in love with another guy even she is the candidate of the mafia boss bride. It was superb." She says that, and Jazmine praises me as well in a second voice. I thank them for supporting me, and Lisa suggests making it a novel because it will surely be a hit. I frown after I tell her that it got rejected. Lisa's face fumes and exclaims like how Jazmine reacted when I told her what happened.

Now she get to know that breaking engagement in India is not easy . Preview:- Shopping Tell me your favorite character from this book , till now in comments.

Salaar was saying sorry for a completely different reason but she thought he was sorry because he kidnapped her. She just gave a small imperceptible nod of her head. Hamza noticed how she didn't forgive just like that. Compared to her soft, innocent personality. She didn't forgive immediately. She seemed as if she would never forget if anyone did bad to her. And he ranks top on that list. Shiza came with a tray and she placed it on the coffee table. Sitting down on her knees near the table she poured the tea into the cups while asking them how much sugar they wanted.

Meekey whispered. “I didn’t do it for you,” Tasha said. “I did it because she deserves closure—one way or another.” The line went dead. Later that afternoon, Maya made her way to the café near Jefferson Park. She sat by the window, sipping coffee she didn’t want, waiting. She had seen a picture of Zoe once smiling beside Natalie on a community newsletter website. Black braids. Sharp jawline. Big hoop earrings and a stare that said don’t mess with me unless you mean it.

The conqueror had won by inventing a game where victory meant no one else had to lose. Dr. Sharma walked away, her notebook full of facts, her mind full of a silence that was not empty, but profound. She would write her book. It would be a book about a ghost who had haunted the world into waking up. And the ghost, she knew, would have hated every page. Which was, perhaps, the final proof that he had succeeded.

Elena froze, her hand still holding the ice pack. Hearing the words “Mrs. Sinclair” from her own daughter’s mouth stabbed at her heart like a knife. “We are your mother, Rose,” Elena said, her voice holding a mixture of irritation and suppressed pain. “And for the outsiders, we are Mrs. Sinclair.” A bitter smile appeared on Rose’s lips. “Mother…” She said the word as if it tasted sour. Memories began to flood her mind. When she was Reena Malhotra, she had read this novel.