Saving Aziz Novels & Stories

She gave her hopes, an unforgettable friendship. “May God provide you with the strength to prevail, My child.” Sir Zuka whispered, giving Tabit’s head a pat as Azen came, sitting with her. At that moment Azen remembered about that time when Sir Zuka advised him to adopt Tabit to give her a new life but he didn’t. “Sir…” She whispered, narrowing her eyes, turning to him. Azen took a deep breath and rested his hand on her head to convey his condolence and pulled her in a fatherly hug.

I plan to have them both. Well, if only wishes were horses.... I can only hope never to regret this day... PRESENTLY Although still surprised, Aziz beamed at me and nodded slightly, his eyes not leaving mine. "Of course, my darling." He said, understanding what needed to be done. Then turning to the others, he continued. "Since my fiancee is here now, anyone got something to say?" His gaze lingered on Meredith Piper. And though her face was red and she looked like she'd burst any moment from now, she frowned deeply and said nothing."

He fell for me. That would explain his earlier awkwardness. The way his cheeks flushed red, the way his eyes kept darting away like he was afraid to look directly at me. Interesting. My phone buzzed, snapping me from my thoughts. Without skipping a beat, I answered. "The chip has been successfully shipped to Russia," Azazel's voice came through cold and precise, as efficient as always. "Three lives were lost. Seven are hospitalized." I took a slow breath, letting the information settle. Azazel wasn't just an operative; she was a machine. Ruthless. Precise. Never one to hesitate. A blade in the shape of a woman.

AZURE Present time. As I poured out my story to the Forenbach family in the cozy wardroom, I could sense the genuine empathy in their eyes. Zeke, Beatriz, Royce, and Francine listened intently, their expressions a mix of curiosity, compassion, and a desire to understand. Zeke, with his authoritative yet gentle demeanor, leaned forward, his hands clasped together. "Azure, your journey has been marked by hardship and pain. I commend your resilience and strength in enduring such trials."

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

Maybe I can get some answers’ now? “Hey, why did you save me back there and where are we going?” “Those questions I can’t really answer right now, but all I can say is that it will be a safe place for you.” Now knowing I will at least get an answer later on, I asked another one, “Who are you?” He scratched the back of his head, “I guess I haven’t introduced myself yet…. the name’s Azz. I am a local blacksmith and shop keeper at the capital.”

Peyton responded, rubbing the back of his neck. Ava let out a prolonged sigh that was mixed with anxiety and exasperation. "Great," she murmured, "meeting Carver's ex-sub... It's just the cherry on top of an already complicated day. So, Peyton, spill. What am I walking into here?" Peyton chuckled softly, his eyes dancing with a mixture of amusement and nostalgia. "Jade, or Dr. Phillips, was...unique. Carver had considered living here for a while, and during that phase, he thought maybe a local sub might help him settle. The South, though... it's a different world. Jade is much older than any of us, and their dynamics were... unconventional."

I almost had an argument with the owner of this famous company? You are an Idiot, Caroline! AZER company were famous because of different clothing brands they have. Aside from it's good quality they always hire good models to represent their products. I was assigned as a sourcing manager together with Mr. Kevs. I will be his assistant and since he is an active advocate of LGBT, he keeps showing me some fashion weird designs yet super fashionable that he desires to present to everyone one day. I smiled because just like me, he has higher dreams too.

"So, my intern? The world has always been on King Aziz's side. Welcome to Greentech, Pasaraya." Kingkong was the best at making a girl's mood at zero. Minus even.

Manolya’s POV Then the memory of Aziz’s voice rang in my mind. He had told me long ago, before this mess even begun. “Fight in the way of Allah those who fight you, but do not transgress. Indeed, Allah does not love the transgressors.” I remembered when he had said it. Aziz had snorted with that infuriating smug smile of his, and leaned closer like he was sharing a secret. “That’s what all the so-called good guys say,” he had said lightly. “But you know me, I’m not that kind of guy. And you are nothing like me.”