Sheharzaad Novels & Stories

There was so much pride on their faces as they assisted the most powerful shifter in Hala. “Finally, I will see Hadi in action after a long time.” Raev referred to the chief’s sword. He removed it from its sheath and carefully put it in both palms horizontally. Raev waited until Zuyesh was ready, then arched his head down as he handed the sword.

Her forces almost throws one of the girls off her balance if it wasn't for her friend holding her. The big girl looks down as she speaks to Sao. "Uh... Do you... Do you... Uh... Have portions ?" She asks hesitantly. Sao wants to explode on her with his slowly developing anxiety but lets it go, customer is always right and all . "Yes ma'am I have a lot of portions. Name your interest and I'll find it for you. " Sao tries to be enthusiast . "Loss... Weight." The girl says shyly and Sao almost didn't hear her.

Said Sir Arsalan (Hadia's teacher. Hadia turned off her microphone and glared at Somia. Somia smiled sheepishly. Before Hadia could say anything Somia ran out of her room. Hadia again turn on her mic to ask the question but again Somia started to sing the most favorite song of Indians and Pakistanis now a days whose lyrics are Rasoray mein kon tha?? 😂😂😂 "Miss Hadia first go and tell Kokila that who was in the kitchen." Said sir Arsalan.

I learnt a long time ago , there's no point of speaking , when none is going to value your words . Third person pov : Hoor was looking stunning in her deep red lehnga. Her step mother always felt wary of her .Hoor had gotten the best features of her father and mother . Hoor's step sister was a year older than her. She was beautiful with her black hair and grey eyes , but it was nothing compared to Hoor. Her stepmother didn't want any troubles for her own daughter(Aiza) thats why, decided to marry her off . ........... On the other hand , Arhaan was standing in front of mirror wearing a black 3 piece, combing his hair when his phone started ringing . He picked the call , seeing it was from h

Subhan allah, subhan allah Subhan allah, subhan allah Subhan allah, subhan allah Subhan allah, subhan allah Hain jo iraade bata doon tumko Sharma hi jaaogi tum Dhadkanein jo suna doon tumko Ghabra hi jaaogi tum Humko aata nahi hai chhupana Hona hai tujhmein fanaa Chand sifarish jo karta hamari Deta woh tumko bata Sharm-o-haya ke parde gira ke Karni hain humko khata Zid hain ab to hai khud ko mitana Hona hain tujhmein fanaa

"Ok let's forget about the wedding fo now. Let's just get to know eachother. Hi! I'm Zaheer Kazmi, age 27, I'm a CA in a govt firm, I have a mother and sister in my family, I'm the only man in the house, I love football, diehard fan of Ronaldo, I like to read mystery novels, I like Shakira, favourite Bollywood movie would be PK but favourite actor is Salman Khan. Favourite actress Katrina. Favourite food, Indian. Favourite place on earth, my home. Now what about you?" She giggled. For the first time I see a real smile on her face for me. My heart fluttered. "Uh. Alright. Hi! My name's Sania Sayeed. Age-" she paused. "Won't be telling." I grin and see her grin to. "I live with my mamma. Dadd

You go shu shu Harshal:: From the middle table, I can see This guy clearly because the table is made of glass, so I can see him. He is very tall gosh, his height, his hair, sharp long nose, his round face but the most attractive face I ever saw, his hairs are short but soooooo smooth like silk just Want to touch them and play with them, the way I he looks like he is very arrogant and seeing this cold face goddd, and mostly no smile at all, wait wait what's his name,dadda said his name. think harshal think, got it, P..Pankaj Mittal, right

Batool said with a smile and he gulped before taking a seat opposite them. He quickly sneaked a glance at Hooriya who was looking down and fidgeting with her fingers. "Hamza, this is Hooriya. She's Shiza's friend." Batool introduced Hooriya and Hamza sat there dumbfounded. "Hooriya beti (daughter), this is my son Hamza Shah. Heir of Shah enterprises. He is well known in the business world as a great investor. My son is very kind and generous." Batool introduced her son and Hooriya's eyes shot up towards Hamza when Batool mentioned kindness.

After we entertained all the customers, I heard a voice behind my back. “That guy is so handsome,” I saw Sierra, my packmate, who is two years older than me. She looks cute in her bob cut, light skin, and blue eyes. “Huh? Are you talking to me? Sierra, right?” Her eyes widened in shock. “Oh my goodness! I can’t believe that you know my name, Alpha King’s daughter!” I suddenly felt shy. “You don’t have to make it a big deal. I heard your name back then. Who are you talking about?”

“You guys are not gonna believe this!” We barely looked up at first; Sasha’s drama was a nightly routine. But then she said it— “Adrian Holt’s throwing a birthday party next weekend.” That name got everyone’s attention. Dani sat up. “The Adrian Holt? As in, the billionaire tech guy with the glass house and private island?”