Novel Hani Fazuha Novels & Stories

he whispered calmly, grasping her hand in his. All you have to do is not give me what I expect, and this will go on indefinitely. Even if I'm afraid of getting hurt, I trust that whatever happens, the good power will surpass my anxieties and prevail over me. Despite the fact that you have caused me anguish, I feel stupid for forgiving and accepting you. Please look after me till everything returns to normal." Yhra's Point of View

Nazy Broken, shattered but most of all satisfied, yes I feel so fulfilled for doing that to him, especially after what he said to me over the phone, it's all his fault for unlocking this side of me, and now I hope to never see him again in this life, and just like I said before Fred is dead and gone to me. “P…………..!” The loud honking sound of an oncoming car jolted me out of my trance, I immediately halted on my step and slowly turned to the side, seeing the car advancing towards me with full speed, with it's light blocking my sight, I slowly covered my eyes with my right palm, I was so shocked that I felt stocked to the ground and could barely move my feet but the craziest part is that I do

he assured Riley. "Back in Afghanistan, our fire team spoke about sharing a woman. I know it was more to scratch an itch that we all had, but I think she could be this woman for us. That she could be the one all of us need. However, with that being said, I understand if that has all changed, especially with her." "Hmm," Vincent hummed, contemplating what Riley said. "She is an extraordinary woman," he agreed. "What would be your end goal?"

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?”

I walked to the front of that room and stood beside the wolf king and looked out at a sea of faces that ranged from carefully welcoming to barely concealed hostile. Cael introduced me in a voice that filled every corner. "Luna Seraphina of the Duskborne Dynasty. Humanity's voice. The bridge between our peoples. The proof that a new age is possible." Wolves applauded. The human delegates, six of them, people I didn’t know, chosen by Duskborne invitation—several of them were crying. One older man pressed his fist to his heart and bowed his head and I’d to look slightly away because if I held that image too long I would feel something, and feeling things in this room was not something I could a

Book One: Prisoner of Fortune "Another card for the lady?" Shania glanced down at her cards uneasily. What had possessed her to attempt a table at the casino? She'd never even touched a slot machine. Of course, she had never been one to balk at risks either. That could explain how she found herself dropping fifty dollars on one game of blackjack, sitting around a table with a stone-faced dealer and two other men, both older and likely vastly more experienced than herself. She had to discover for herself what the game that had nearly gotten her husband killed was all about. Ex-husband, her mind whispered. Or soon to be ex-husband, to be more exact.

Corwyn deserves to die. I whisper a prayer to the Goddess that someone will end him—someone other than Finn. He shouldn’t muffle the taste of grief with revenge when I am gone. “I need you to breathe.” Hana grabs my chin, yanking my attention back to the agony of the present. I gasp in a breath. My lungs sear. Had I forgotten? “Fuck,” Finn mutters. “Don’t worry so much,” Hana replies as she releases me. “Our prince was a bookworm, but our princess is a fucking fighter.”

And then the trouble started. It was Hani at first. Hani Qeijh Timur. The Timur’s princess. She was determined to become a celebrity and hence the Timur’s interest in Lilac Works. She always had an interest in Chan. She couldn’t have any male associates because of her celebrity dreams and no men dared to approach her because of her family. So she had always envied Anaya for having such a handsome man at her beck and call. She also liked how obedient Chan was. Under the alcohol’s confidence, Hani went to sit with Chan with a wine bottle in her hand. She poured him a glass, and offered to drink with her.

Monday. Beirut Terrace Garden Condos, Beirut, Lebanon. FAREZ HAD TO make things right. He had to do something. He stood on the sidewalk and stared up at the fancy condo building in the bustling downtown area. He'd seen the black SUVs and followed them this time back here. With any luck, Ashton and Carla were somewhere up there. It was their assistant Farez was worried about. Hani was a thug. A troublemaker. And Farez didn't trust him.

Thé two indulge into a conversation about there little fantasys once its evening time Amany leave promising her bestfriend she will come back tomorrow morning for them to prepare for her birthday. Hey everyone is me again and i am back with another banga. Soo tell me how is thé first chapter? Will hanan dreams come true? Will she confess her feelings to hafiz? Above all did you enjoy reading thé first chapter.