Novel By Shazia Mustafa Novels & Stories

Felza's blushed, her neck flushed red, “You can't lie, it's written all over your face. You literally called me fat.” “You’re not.” I said, almost seriously, “You look perfect.” “Then I'll excuse you for some time. I have to complete this book.” I stared at the book in her hands, slightly curious, “Is that a dark romance book?” “How did you know?” Felza asked, slightly baffled, “You read dark romance books as well?” she looked rather shocked when I nodded slowly, not tearing my eyes from hers, “I've enjoyed reading books like that for years.” I lied, wanting to impress her. Felza laughed out loud, “What a surprise? Most people hate books like this. What's your favorite?”

another whispered consolingly, pray about it, things might get better. “I hope so, I really do” Zainab said smiling determinedly. “It won’t get better girls” Risha announced not even bothering to look away from her phone. She had not intended to intrude in their discussion, but she just could not stand such stupidity and ignorance. “Men are like union, they are all the same, layer after layer, when you get to a new layer it looks good at first, but just give it time, and it’s as rough as before.” She continued still looking at her phone.

She wrote until there wasn't a fairy tale lie she couldn't expose anymore. "The End," she wrote at the last page of her novel. Cathedra climbed atop her desk chair and hung a noose over the beams. She tied a knot firmly, making sure it was strong enough to fulfill its purpose. She slipped the knot over her head. She jumped and kicked the chair off. For a few minutes she struggled and fought for breath, the way humans were normally programmed to do. For a few minutes, she had enough time to reflect on her short-lived life.

People were looking at me and I suddenly became self-conscious. A woman approached me. She was really beautiful. She was tall and looked great in the beautiful blue floral dress she wore. She smiled. "Hi," she said. "I'm Sasha." The woman extended her hand to me. I smiled, thinking she was just being nice. “I'm Zara” Her grip got a little too tight. “I see you’re with Sebastian,". She said, her eyes moved over me slowly. "You are the fake wife." My smile froze. Before I could say anything, she continued

She made sure everything looks how she's dreamed of it. She dreamed about them having sometime with her husband in the backyard having picnic with her new found recipe book. Zayn's grandmother sent an Indian recipe book through Mu'ayyad when he transited there from China. The book has amazing foods and many kind of delicious desserts. After finding out that she could cook Indian food without having problem nor did she burn the kitchen down, everything turned out perfectly good. Now she's setting a small picnic for them with Khumais sleeping soundly inside the house and his monitor is turned on.

He was shoved out of his memories, with a harsh nudge… He opened his eyes, with a glare ready but He met up with the two hazel eyes looking down at him with a little boredom. his icy glare turned into a playful one… “Missed me that much..?” Naseer smirked “Don’t flatter yourself Tarun” he sat on the table “Ahmed Ahzar. Get your lame ass away from my beautiful table” Naseer said still with a playful glare..

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the girl said, sitting on her bed. Zia moved her hands quickly gesturing "it's fine" Zia placed her bags beside her bed and sat down on her bed slowly "I am No--ra." she yawned, "nice meeting you" Zia wrote quickly and showed her the book "I am Zia, nice meeting you too" "Are you a magic user or a non-magic user ?" Nora asked slowly lying on her bed facing Zia "I can't use magic," she wrote and showed it to her

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