Rabia Basri Novels & Stories

All four of these women are impossibly gorgeous, and I’m feeling a little self-conscious as I stand across from them with tangly, windblown hair, dressed in borrowed clothes that don’t fit quite right. “Sorry for barging in like this, we’re just so excited you’re here!” the little curly-haired one chirps enthusiastically. She must be able to read the confusion on my face because she quickly goes on to elaborate. “You met our mates this morning. I’m Astrid, and this is Quinn, Brooke, and Fallon,” she says, pointing to each of the other girls as she names them off. “Nice to meet you all,” I breathe, smoothing my hair with a hand and stepping closer. “Are you part of Reid’s pack, or…”

Then Isma Jamal, a hijabi, and a very beautiful girl, she is 25 years old and then it was Amal Abrar, a very modern girl with a lot of makeup plastered on her face and she was 26 years old. Then Musa Khan's eyes moved to her and with a smirk, he nodded at her to speak. Gulping, she looked at him and jerk off the fear. Plastering a smile she started. "Hello....my name is Nayyab Rehman... I am 25... I love to read novels and paintings...I was really excited to begin my job." Her "was" didn't go unnoticed by him and his amusement perk up. "Nice miss Nayyab. But are you not excited anymore?" He asked tauntingly. She looked at him with so much fire in her orbs and then smiled. "I am...."

Halima snaps and the Amhal girl keeps quiet. "I'm Aiza Lamido, Qifdi's friend and a fellow blogger. And i model part time. I'm a huge fan of yours." the lady that gushed the first time Lash entered says hugging Lash briefly. Lash returns the hug wholeheartedly. "This is my cousin Aidah. She's a poet and an upcoming artist." Aiza points at a shy looking girl who smiles shyly and waves at Lash. Lash waves back. "That's Rania. She's an all rounder. A brand influencer, a model, makeup artist, blogger and a motivational speaker." Aiza points at the most beautiful of the girls there.

My aarav has a child"? Yes said yuvraj, saraswat looks at aarav and says"Aarav please I want to take your child in my lab" before aarav say something to her yuvraj says "Aleena bhabhi", hearing this everyone turn their face and saw aleena was standing there alone with one cute little baby in her lab, everyone looks at aleena with wide eyes Aleena came forward and goes near Saraswati, saraswati looks at soham and said" Aleena please give him to me"without any delay she gave soham to Saraswati

Fatima said with a fake smile on her face as hatred was evident in that slut's eyes. "You bitch! Do you know to whom your are talking about? I am the model Ryna Bilal. One of the best models of this country and still you have guts to talk to me like this." Ryna spoke up in a proud manner, raising her neck. But this didn't affect Fatima as she sighed . "Do you have something else to talk about?" Fatima asked with an emotionless face.

I pulled my nails from the wall and stepped closer to get a better look at Aurora. Madame Aurora leaned in, her face catching a brief glimmer of light. Her hair, gray like a winter sky, flowed past her shoulders. Eyes as dark as night watched her intently, like an owl. The deep lines etched into her face suggested she was in her late eighties, and clearly, she had never heard of Botox. The Gitana chuckled, almost as if she could read my mind. “You,” she said, pointing at me. “What brings you to our fair? You don’t seem to be having much fun.”

She looked unkempt, her hair was tangled and the clothes she wore hung loosely on her frame, her face looked gaunt and tired but she was undeniably beautiful underneath it all, Ria guessed that she couldn’t be more than twenty-five. “Keisha Smith?” Ria asked, trying not to sound as startled as she felt while raising her hands slowly. ‘’Start talking before I cut you,” Keisha snapped. “Who sent you? Why are you here?”. ‘’I…I did not come to hurt you,” Ria said calmly, trying her best to maintain eye contact. ‘I’m here to talk business, I want to help you reclaim your career. My name is Ria Hartley, I work in fash…”

Rachel I sighed happily, stretching my arms, although I am tired as heck with all the work, and babysitting but at the end of the day, I'm happy and satisfied with myself. Nowadays, two things make me forget that help me forget Jayce, one of Brandon and Jane's babies, and two of my late nights at this restaurant.

Tuesday 27th April 2010 01:03 Belinda has not bothered trying to look her best, something that she could be accused of quite often, and, since she actually lives nearest to the Progression Software building, she reaches David relatively quickly after his phone call. There is still one member of the group David cannot get through to and that is Robert Alloway. She is trying to call him at this moment. After a few tries, she slams the phone down with great annoyance and makes an incomprehensible noise to back her feelings up. David sees her frustration and decides to try and calm her down a little. He walks over to her, knowing the smile on his face is full of concern but unable to do anythi

All we wanted was to be Jacob and Sadie and be free. I found a woman by the name of Doctor Riley Kim. She is a well-known Psychiatrist here in Baker with a hell of a reputation. She is also very expensive and hard to see. I got an appointment for Sadie and me two weeks after Sadie turns eighteen. We hoped she would work with us once we told her our situation. We needed her to see Sadie as a mentally healthy woman. We needed her to see how wrong Sadies reports were. The only thing we worried about was how the doctor could get ahold of Sadies records without giving our location away. It wasn't going to be easy, but we had to try something.