Novel Hani Fazuha Novels & Stories

"How may I lend my aid this day? What wonders doth thou seek within the pages of our vast collection?" I inhaled deeply, composing myself as I spoke, fixing my gaze upon her own. "Ms. Paulina, I’m Jasmine Hanzo, and I have stumbled upon secrets, mysteries that have brought me here. I long to unravel their meaning, to understand the hidden tensions and unseen struggles that have been revealed to me. Can you guide me on this journey?"

Anna held on to the last bits of her strengths and said one word,"Go... Under the light of the stars,the woman's face was pale and fragile,but that did not obscure her startling beauty. Especially that pair of moist and lively eyes,that were like a sea filled with endless stars. She was no longer the ignorant countryside girl and ugly duckling. However,what use was that now? Anna smiled bitterly before she had her revenge,she would fall to her death here... However,before dying,atleast she had done a good deed in saving the little bun. If her child had not died back then,he would probably be around his age.... After the car accident five years ago,in shame the Ferrah family had sent her away

Nova's PoV: The underground gallery in Bushwick was packed, but my corner felt like its own little world. My name is Nova Kane. Twenty-six. Broke artist surviving on black coffee, cheap ramen, and sheer stubbornness. Tonight was supposed to be just another attempt to get my work seen — three large canvases hanging in the back, dark and raw, painted with so much heat that people kept stopping longer than they meant to. I’d never painted anything this sexual before. I remember how many times I hesitated before finally finishing it.

This was so Winter could mark Hanna appropriately. Once uncovered, Master Fang was surprised to find two different marks with the same pattern. Why would his mark be on this girl’s neck? The old man looked at Hanna with an angry yet compassionate gaze. “Moon goddess, what exactly are you planning to do to this girl?”

As I sat in the dimly lit room, still reeling from Lynn's shocking revelations, a rush of conflicting emotions coursed through my veins. Zea, the woman I had come to love and trust, was now at the centre of a dark and dangerous secret. Lynn's words echoed in my mind, urging me to take action, to confront the unthinkable truth that Zea may be part of a group planning to assassinate the president.

Asmy started when they head Umma's voice said "You made him into that when you didn't attend your Nikkah and instead had one with Hafiz" If the two girls can remember, Hafiz is the name of the woman's husband that claim she is the Mother of Nawal which means that Hafiz is the Father. They gaze at each other terrified as Asmy storm in without even saying her salaam and asks "What". The look on Umma's face made her tremble, she looks scared and terrified, but seeing that is she, Asmy standing there, she saw relief on her eyes. That's when she realize whatever they are saying, they don't meant for Nawal to hear, but before she can do anything. Nawal walk past her while saying "I think is time w

The silence afterward was sharp, the kind of silence that made the wolf inside me restless. I turned to her. Hana’s magic still flickered at her fingertips, painting her hazel eyes gold. She looked… untouchable. Terrified. Beautiful. “You’re insane,” I muttered, stepping closer. “You could’ve been killed.” “Could’ve? You dragged me into this,” she shot back, shoving the bag higher on her shoulder. “I was minding my own business until a leather-booted wolf decided I looked suspicious.”

She was saying when suddenly she realized she shouldn't have said things she just did. Oops! "Yesss!" Azhan groaned in a thoughtful manner as he added while lying her on her stomach, hovering over her, exchanging their positions. "I forgot about that porn novels tell me more about them." Azhan said smirking as she at that time really wanted to cut her tongue off. "They weren't porn...that was romance okay... Zoha gifted me that novel." Anna said turning completely red in bewilderment. She tried to push him away but he didn't even flinch a little. She couldn't use her legs as there was soreness between her legs.

Translation - It will help if Hana meets her. * The whiff of her scent pulled me out of my sore mood. Hana was watching something on her Laptop, probably how to write a business plan. She has been on it for days now. She either will get bored of it and jump onto another career or try learning new languages, contemplating if she could continue her data science career or not. She is so real. She called it imperfect and chaos. For me, she's perfect.

“So!” Faiza says, flopping into her chair and cooly lifting the heels of her boots onto her desk as she grins wickedly at me. “I like the new addition to your harem. He’s cute.” She again wrinkles her nose. My hands still in the process of unwrapping my breakfast as I lift my eyes to hers, shocked. “My…harem?” “Sure,” she says, grinning deeply, “your little harem of Alpha boys deeply dedicated to serving your every want and need. I have to admit, I’m a little jealous. If you’re ever looking to loan them out –“