Shaheen Novels & Stories

Khai and Walter got out of the car and started hauling the big packs of rice and flour out of the car and they told me to take as much of the smaller stuff as I could. Behind the walls I could hear small footsteps running around, screams of joy – a chorus of children. Walter set two knocks on the door and a tired old woman opened the door. Grey hair and a long black dress, sparing no skin. She appeared to be a nun. “Shekhaina, so good to see you boy.” She pulled him into a hug. Khai was all smiles when he set the pack of rice on the ground and embraced her. Shekhaina. What a beautiful name.

At least he remembers who’s in charge here. We entered the war room to find Seb smiling indulgently at someone with long, espresso coloured hair. My hackles rose; she didn’t look like anything special. Then she looked up at me from glancing curiously around the room. She had the bluest eyes I’d ever seen; and when they caught the light, they resembled stars in the night sky. She smiled shyly and stood. At least she was respectful, but I frowned. Her aura – she was definitely special, maybe powerful. But would she save my throne? “Good morning, er, Your Highness?” she greeted me.

Ayesha tried to placate the long-haired goon. “Tiny pp!” Sikandar doubled down. “I’ll show you tiny pp,” Shaheen pulled out a knife and threw it at Sikandar, Zeeshan tried to stop him but Shaheen was too quick. The knife lodged itself into the wall below Sikandar’s groin. “Whoa! It’s just a joke!” Sikandar tried to placate Shaheen. “I missed,” Shaheen said. “It happens to the best of us.” “I never miss, that’s my karamat.”

Melanie asked. "No, Baraka is a female. She is not allowed anywhere near the palace. Nettum, the palace butter is her father. He knows my father very well. So he strictly will not allow her anywhere near the palace" Odhan said. "Then we are out of options," Melanie said with resignation. Odhan is desperate to help his friend. He wants to know if his friend is safe or not. He cannot let him die in the palace. "I have an idea," Odhan said hesitantly.

And then. Haden let out a low murmur before pulling her in closer to him, "You," he said, "It's definitely you." She froze in his grasp, her eyes still wide, set firmly on Leo. "What's your name?" He asked but Lia didn't respond. "Lia Loren, age 17 from Triton," Leo said deeply, emotion practically undetectable in his tone but upon examining his face, I could see it deep and repressed. "The Alpha's sister..." Haden said, getting a proper look of her. "Nice to meet you, Lia. I'm Haden."

Sehreyar Al-Sheikh A 30-year-old billionaire businessman who is the owner of " Sheikh Enterprise". He is very handsome with his 6'3" height with muscular body. He has brownish skin tone, sharp jawline with black hairs.Though he is handsome but he is very cold, heartless and obviously cruel. People don't dare to mess with him because he literally owns the police. Though he is not a mafia but he has powerful friends in the mafia world. He has many politician friends which made him more powerful. If someone dares to mess with him then he shows the person actual hell from earth. He is very straightforward about everything. For him, money is everything. He believes that for money people can do

V "Asalamu aleikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu ya Umma. I have missed you a lot”. Hamdan embraced his mother as he stayed in her arms with his eyes closed while yalina joined him by embracing her mother from the left side of her shoulder. Umm Hamdan otherwise known as Hafsa was a very beautiful woman who was knowledgeable enough in both the matters of religion and modernity.

She and Varun, both were standing behind them. "Yeah! Don't even try…" Alia immediately chipped in, reaffirmed Grisha's statement. "This punk is stubborn as a mule on steroids. You're just wasting your time." "Is that so?" Akash asked, "I'll stop messing with him then." "Yeah! He ain't gonna budge…" Grisha shot a mocking grin at Kaira, "Nevertheless, this situation is indeed hilarious… Kiara's Decker, a.k.a. Gray Athena of God's Heritage got shut down by a minor. If this wasn't a party thrown by Immortal Crawlers, this news would have turned into rumors already. Might have burned the entire world into ashes. "

There's an unopened bottle of wine and a pair of empty wine glasses between them. There's also a muscular soldier who sits at another table across from the woman with long black hair that matches her billowing cloak. The soldier doesn't wear any armor, only a tunic, but his sheathed sword is on the table. From the insignia on his cloak, I can tell he is one of the guards. The woman might be pretty, but her face is pinched, as though deep in her thought. I've been marching with men-at-arms over the last few months. Every woman is comely.

" A small laugh disappeared from my lips, she made a sweet face and eagerly asked all these questions like a little puppy. "I think you have Jordan blood. Usually only males can be the top leader in the herd. I know it seems unfair and archaic but the females have their own title and are only second after Jordan." I explained. "What is it?" Stanlay looked interested in the title she could have. "You will be my Puna." She tapped her chin with her index finger as if thinking about it.