Suzanna Aye Novels & Stories

“Alexandria?” After releasing the wedged key, I pulled it open. Peering modestly around the edge, I eyed Suzanna up and down. Her dress was pristine, a sapphire blue with a scooped neckline and her hair was styled in some throwback beehive from the sixties. Okay, it was more of a bouffant, but it still looked ridiculous. Her eye makeup was overdone and lips were too red. If the intent had been to make her look younger, she’d missed the mark. “Suzanna,” I cooed. “Don’t you look lovely? What can I do for you?”

It was so bad that we started avoiding our own home at a point. If I believed in diviners, I would have sent her to one. Ameera would tear the pillows, slash the pictures with a knife and generally destroy anything that came her way. This has happened since the day Arya died. Two months after Arya's death, it became obvious that Ameera wasn't going to stop anytime soon. We started locking her in the attic every Tuesday before she woke up. We would put her breakfast, lunch and even dinner in there and only bring her out on Wednesday morning. Sometimes it felt like there was a spell cast on her whenever she woke up on a Tuesday morning.

Suzane grabs Ryan in her arms to protect him from people’s hitting. But the people … who went mad with anger neither felt pity for that little boy nor did they notice that Suzane was nine months pregnant…! They all become like a freak in rage…! And their inhuman behaviour did not stop here…! Some men grabbed Suzane's clothes and tore them. “No!... Please..!...”, Suzane cried out of her lungs, blood oozing out from her mouth and bruises on her skin. The people throw out Suzane and little Ryan from the colony.

“Alexandria?” After releasing the wedged key, I pulled it open. Peering modestly around the edge, I eyed Suzanna up and down. Her dress was pristine, a sapphire blue with a scooped neckline and her hair was styled in some throwback beehive from the sixties. Okay, it was more of a bouffant, but it still looked ridiculous. Her eye makeup was overdone and lips were too red. If the intent had been to make her look younger, she’d missed the mark. “Suzanna,” I cooed. “Don’t you look lovely? What can I do for you?”

Suzy said quietly, as Damon sat back down beside her. “What?” Lena paused halfway up the steps. “My name,” Suzy clarified. “It’s Suzy. Not Susan.” “Oh,” Lena said flatly. “Good to know.” She didn’t look back as she continued up the stairs, even though she could feel Suzy’s glare burning into her back.

Susanna pondered, 'Maybe I'm reading too much into it. Abigail probably knows what she wants.' After a few moments of silence, Abigail said, "Thank you for always being there for me." From their first encounter at Monsoon Villa, Susanna had cared for her like a mother would. Susanna replied, "Why the thanks? Xander pays me well, and it's my job to look after you." Although Susanna often quipped about working for money, her affection for the Zane family went beyond her paycheck.

Now she stood here, looking professional, composed, and utterly wrong for the role. “Suzanna, you know Anna?” Anderson asked, his voice sharp with surprise, stepping forward slightly. Suzanna recovered with alarming speed, her expression shifting from shock to a tight, professional mask. But behind it, a cold, hard resentment burned. “I had the distinct… opportunity to work in a company at one of the Caribbean islands for a time, Beta Anderson,” Suzanna said careful and measured. She gave me a stiff, formal nod, avoiding any title. “Welcome to Eclipse Howl, Anna. I see you’ve made a swift transition.”

" Suzanne Henry is a short young woman of twenty and one years of age. She has short brown hair and kind green eyes. She is not too beautiful but has a very good character. Suzanne is selfless and cares more about her family than herself. She likes to bake and sing and she is terrible at dancing. Overall, she is a sweet soul with hardly no fault. That is all about Suzanne I can think of for now. Anything I remember, I shall let you know." He went on, " Sarah Henry is the second sister of Beatrice. She is a tall young girl of ten and eight years of age. She is taller than Suzanne and even Beatrice too. She is stubborn and always angry and often times, rebellious. Sarah cannot be treated with

Aleysha was feeling a little nervous, seeing as she was meeting her crush's younger sister. "Have some liquor, then." Suzanne smiled at Aleysha before saying to the burly man, "Bring out a bottle from the stash I've previously stored in this place." "Yes, ma'am." The goon was quick to respond before leaving the private room. Now, Suzanne and Aleysha were the only ones left. "Ms. Thorn, may I ask for the reason behind our meeting today?" Aleysha asked tentatively. "Relax, Ms. Madden." Suzanne continued smiling at Aleysha. "Let's have a couple of drinks first before we start chatting."

Inara felt pangs of guilt overtaking her and she hoped that the model who was dressed in a black hooded gown wasn’t coming to the restroom too. In order to avoid her, Inara increased her steps and quickly slipped inside the ladies. It was quiet in there so she hastily entered one of the slots, freed herself and did her business. The moment she swung the door open, she froze upon seeing the model blocking her way. Inara saw that she had nice blue eyes but they were icy and cold. “My name is Suzanne. Suzy for short.” she said and Inara didn’t know how to respond to her. She opted for silence and moved left but Suzy moved left too, blocking her way. Inara moved right and Suzy did the same, bloc