Novel Hani Fazuha Novels & Stories

Yumi's POV - “What book is that?” Henry asks, staring at the back of the book Zainab is reading across from him on the island. “Oh, this?” Zainab grins, turning the book around, “It’s a romance novel, ‘Paper Hearts’”. Zana rolls her eyes with a lazy groan, “That’s the twelfth time she’s reading it”. Henry chuckles humorously, “Stench fanatic”. I look between the three, busy filling my mouth with buttered popcorn. Henry would occasionally give me smoldering glances that often shake my body whole and the way his eyes would drag along the stretch of my lips…I couldn’t help the unstable heartbeat.

So, he feeds off the abundant sexual energy from downstairs. “I won’t offer excuses or apologies for him. He’s a dumbass, and I can only assume, as you knew him on sight, you know that about him.” Hana smiled, stepping around me to offer her hand to Finch. “I’m Hana, and I’d like to purchase these.” She gestured to the books in her arms. “I’m Finch.” Finch nodded, shaking her hand.

Lounging on the chairs at the balcony reading a copy of “Jenny Han's Fire For Fire”, Najmah enjoyed the last bits of winter in Istanbul. It was freezing but either way, she found the chilling air oddly comforting. She reached out for the jar of Nutella on her side to find it empty. Her brow creased in confusion, staring back and forth between the books sprawled out on the table and the jar. 'I couldn't have finished the jar after reading two books only right?' She asked herself, placing a bookmark on the page she was reading then shut it, setting it down atop the others before walking back into the room in search of another Nutella jar.