Radleigh And Zariyah Novels & Stories

Zaria came bounding down the hallway barefoot, wearing a flowy, backless dress and holding a half-melted ice cream cone. "Cecilia! You're here! Want some ice cream?" I smiled for real this time. "Maybe later." Of all the Silver Peak Pack members, Zaria was the easiest to be around—zero drama, zero attitude. Just vibes. Before I could say more, footsteps echoed from the staircase. Luna Regina, Alpha Yardley, and York were coming down together, all dressed like they'd just stepped out of a political campaign photo. Without thinking, I slipped my hand out of Sebastian's and stood straighter.

“You are enjoying this, aren’t you?” “Obviously,” she replied, entering the card information. “And... there! You are officially a student. Don’t forget me when you are designing for M*lan and when Zareli takes over Paris Fashion Week, I will need a front-row seat!" "Zareli?" I raised an emused brow at her. "Yes. Zayn and Araceli, that makes Zareli." I rolled my eyes, but deep down, a small flutter of excitement stirred. Done!” Rilly declared, slamming the laptop shut. “Now that that’s sorted, let’s celebrate. How about a lunch date? My treat.” She returned my phone to me.

I was about to start a conversation when Riley beat me to it. "Your kids. How old are they?" He asked. His eyes were on Zahra. Zahra raised her head and met his gaze, smiling at him warmly as she spoke. "You have a twin sister. They’re nineteen, and they’re currently studying at a university in Atlanta. Their names are Bella and Ellie." "And they’re excited to meet you," I added. His gaze met mine, and he smiled at me. "Were they nice to you?" He asked in a soft tone, different from how he was addressing Zahra.

Amira bent over and retched then, nearly choking in bile. As she rose shakily, he stifled again his desire to crush her in his embrace, and disgusted by his waning self control, he set out through the woods. When they passed the place where the young warrior Zulu had fallen, Amir saw the black earth stained dark with blood. He heard Amira gasp softly. "Where is Zulu?" Her eyes were shining with fresh tears as Amir turned to look at her.""So you know that he was killed?" She nodded, her delicate hand pressed to her lips. "Jamil has taken him back to the ship."

Has a bad relationship with his elder son Aarhan for some reasons. Adwitiya Sheerazi dead wife of Azlan Sheerazi and mother of Aarhan Aarav and Zeenat. Died in an attack that was for Azlan and his brother Ryan Sheerazi and late Alisha Sheerazi- Azlan's younger brother and 58 years old father of Zarun and ex second in command of his gang. Alisha Sheerazi dead wife of Ryan and mother of Zarun, died with her best friend and sister in law Adwitiya in the same attack.

She was no longer the girl who had danced with Aryan Knight; she was a woman at war. "I'm ready," Zoya whispered, standing by the door with a single bag. "We aren't going back to Oakhaven," Zara said, taking the bag from her mother. "And we aren't staying here. We’re going to a new city—a place where Rahim’s name has no power. We’ll disappear until I’m strong enough to take back what belongs to us." They stepped out into the dark night, locking the door for the last time. As they hurried back toward the station, Zara kept looking over her shoulder. In the distance, far down the main road, she saw the faint, sweeping glow of high-beam headlights.

Just as l was thoughtless, Zara's smiling face i'mmediately appeared in my view. "Raelynn", Zara walked from a group of people then quickly stole me away from Idris. Just as Zara was dragging me away from Idris, out of the corner of my eyes , l noticed that his face i'mmediately turned blank and impassive probably not happy with me leaving his side.

Zara took a step forward, clutching her belly with one hand and holding the woman’s gaze with the other. “I’m Zara,” she said, breathless but determined. “I’m Regan’s wife. I’m Chief Kareem’s daughter-in-law.” The clearing fell silent. Halima’s grip on the broom loosened slightly. Her sharp eyes scanned Zara from head to toe — her swollen belly, her trembling hands, the tears threatening to spill from her lashes. Something softened in her gaze. “Regan’s… wife?” she repeated quietly, almost to herself. Then, as if the name itself stirred something deep within her, she lowered the broom completely.

said Zara. "Oh no formalities Zara, after all, we are friends," said Zuneera, Zaryaab's mother. "Since posting here we were unable to contact each other and look at our children, they brought us together again," said Zara smiling. Zaryaab and Hania were busy talking and fighting. "Aunt, he got a new girlfriend," she snapped. "Hey," he said, annoyed. "I am telling you the truth," she said, instantly. "He got these charms from his father's genes," said Zuneera, smiling. "Mom," said Zaviyaar, shocked.

“Zavier,” Nayla began, her voice trembling with hope and love, ”I have good news. Nadira-she is pregnant. You won't believe it, but this pregnancy has given her incredible strength. She's now fighting for survival in the ICU, and this news has everyone feeling very moved.”