Porrim Maryam Novels & Stories

Aaliyah assures me and I say a quiet hope so in my heart. “I won’t leave Aaliyah out of my sight.” Andrew says. “Promise.” “Thank you Andrew” I say, playing with the hem of my shirt. There's a soft knock on my door and in walks Mariam, with her beautiful curly hair pulled back into a french braid and a purple fuzzy sweater, highlighting her baby bump. "Sorry to interrupt, but breakfast is ready." She smiles, her small hand rubbing her belly. "Okay thank you. I'll be right down." I smile back.

Maryam offered to explain in defense of nanny Vera. "I'm Maryam, your personal hair stylist and makeup artist from now on, Mrs. Wilson," she officially introduced herself. "It's okay. If you're not ready to announce your marriage yet, I'll keep this a secret," Maryam said. She was quick-witted and could tell from Sarah's expression that she wasn't comfortable with others knowing about her marriage with Richard yet. That was exactly why the public didn't know that Mr. Wilson, the most eligible bachelor, was married now.

' The word, what I've read about Alpha wolves in books, causes a lead weight to develop in the pit of my stomach. 'It's okay, you will see,' my wolf says, trying to reassure me. "Dad, I would like to introduce you to my mate, Amaris Redding," I hear several gasps from the people surrounding us and it takes everything in me not to cower away from all of the eyes that are currently on me.

Afrah continued to smile as she swiped on it, but the smile immediately vanished when she saw what it said: Assalamu alaikum, please say a prayer for Maryam. She passed away earlier today. May Allah forgive her. *

Muhammad heard a feminine voice say from behind. Muhammad turned around abruptly and was stunned when he found himself staring at Maryam. She was the last person he was expecting at the game reserve. Maryam’s pretty oval face was glowing in the moonlight and the smile on her face magnified her beauty. She was wearing a blue scarf with a blue abaya which concealed her body from neck to ankle and blue strapless sandals. Everything about her was blue and it suited her dark complexion perfectly. Maryam had a specs that had a white lens resting on her pointed nose as she stared down at Muhammad with curious hooded eyes and full lips locked together as she smiled.

A period where bonding and manipulation took place to its immeasurable depth. "Hello? Who am I speaking with?" Harry's voice came pushing from the other end. "Hi, Harry. It's Maria." She could pretend to have questions about Jackson's schedule, anything that brought her closer to him. She needed all the help she could get to achieve her dreams.

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I stopped at my heels as I felt the world pause and I saw Faryah's car door open up. She had a bright smile on her face, her flawless white perfect teeth made everything in the atmosphere glow. Her eyes were brighter than the shining sun and there she was, looking beautiful in the atamfa all ladies were to wear. My future wife looked so beautiful. So very beautiful. " KHALIFAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" I heard two screams that almost destroyed my eardrums say. " Lafiya?( is everything alright?)we've been talking to you and just stood there, star struck" Ruqayyah said as I watched her roll her eyes. " Keh I don't blame him, look how the atamfa fits Faryah" Aneesah added as we all looked at her. She was

Kashmir went back to her table. "No, you have to come out early because we have to doll you up for this celebration." Maryam said. "Ok, I will call Amaro first if he will let me." She took up her phone and dialled Amaro's number. Amaro answered right away. "Hello, my love. Did you miss me?" he said. "No, I didn't,'' she said, chuckling. "Ouch! You are so cruel to me. I missed you so much but you haven't missed me." he said

I asked. "Well it's your brother Ayaan who invited us.” Maryam blushed. "Oh really so why does that make you blush.” I commented. "What me nooo" she replied covering her cheeks. "Whatever you say my love.” I joked in response while she glared at me . Well to begin I have five crazy crappy friends, in that shabeeha is married to Nidhal and has a beautiful daughter Noora, the other is hasna who is also married to Abdullah and has twins Aarif and Aariz, Nuska is currently engaged to Zaid and for the others they are single and as you know my friend Maryam has a crush on my brother Ayaan.