Tahereh Mafi Books Novels & Stories

Anyways, I shouldn't have told you - you're making me feel worse" she said and walked to her room.. Could Frederick be the guy, Anna is talking about? Well whomever that guy is, I am sure he's gonna change my Anna.. Please Lord, teach Anna to love again. Anna's POV I took my bath and changed into my night gown.. Oh! I have to arrange my backpack before I go to bed.. I brought out my back pack, unzipped it and was surprised to see my lost handkerchief .. Oh my! How did it get here? I suddenly perceived a fragrance emitting from the handkerchief..

Hello everyone. It's been such a long time indeed. First of all I'd like to thank you again for making this book my biggest achievement this year, I really appreciate, Mafian hero is my first book and I've seen the progress and growth of it and honestly I'm not even going to lie I wish I could do a sequel or a part two of it. But I can't at the moment, so I have something else in store for you. So I'll be releasing some bonus chapters and hidden chapters or scenes we never really got to see in this book that we were really dying to know in all those places.

She hissed in frustration, Aiden who was flipping through the magazine on the table, lifted his head to look at her. He watched her as she struggled to reach the top shelve, the tip of his lips lifted as he heard her sigh in frustration. Her robe was now lifting upward as she stretched, exposing more of her smooth milky legs.

I need to blow gently on the embers. I pick up my phone and dial a number, Mike's personal assistant, Clara. — Clara, hello. It's Tara. Mike asked me to pick up the file on the charitable works he supports. The one concerning the Moretti foundation, in particular. Could you forward it to me? I'd like to get involved. My voice is soft, calm, that of an involved wife. Nothing abnormal. Yet, the name "Moretti" is bait thrown into the water. Mike will know I asked for that file. He will wonder why. He will see curiosity, an interest. The seed of doubt.

They dragged me to the next room, once inside, they dropped me on the floor. I flinched in pain, then I opened my eyes, it was an office area, their was a mahogany desk, and shelves of books hanging on the sides, chairs as well. The room smelled of old books, cologne, alcohol and tobacco smoke. He was covered in smoke, a number of cigarette sticks were thrown on the floor, the ash tray was full. I hoped in that moment that if lung cancer was real, I prayed that it could get him. “Get her a chair,” he muttered as he blew smoke in the air. They brought the chair and aggressively pulled me to it. I curled up considering how cold it was in that moment.

Natalie’s POV Xavier stopped his car right in front of the bar with a jolting force that jerked me forward from my seat, many ladies passed by wearing mini transparent dressing, I could tell from the way they dressed some were strippers…and the others bar attendants or something related, Xavier opened the door for me and then flashed a smile at me… “Xavier, why did you bring me here? It’s getting late I want to go home.” “But we just got here, you’ll enjoy it here, trust me” Trust? You guys need to stop misusing that word, I murmured under my breath

Rafeal yelled in anger. “My daughter!!!! Get me my daughter and I will send your wife and kids back to you in one piece.” “Your daughter doesn't want to come back, Tiziana!!!! She is already in love with her nemesis and there is nothing I can do about it.” “Nonsense Rafeal!!!! Clara cannot fall in love with that tyrant and I would rather die than approve of her feelings for him.” “Then what is my fault??!!! Why am I getting punished for what is solely your daughter's fault??!!”

Everything his brother said was true, floryin's life was more fortunate than his own. Even though noora had returned to feel the love of the family after the death of their parents, none of that could make her feel good. Unlike the floryin who never even felt compassion from anyone after mom and dad died. "Why be quiet, noora? " "If only you hadn't left me back then, I probably never would have been a part of this Mafia." "If you had never left me, maybe now I would have tried to save you for a longer chance of life."

I gave him my most beautiful biggest smile, ruffling his hair. “Thank you so much mister,” I heard as I kicked the bike to life, driving away. If only he knew the kind of person I was. I got into the house using the spare key I was given. She was seated on the couch, knitting a cap and singing a song offhand. I dropped my bag at the front door, gaining her attention. “Oh, I didn't know my mafia woman has some feminine trait,” I laughed, walking to her and placing a kiss on her lips.

I loved the concept of saving the damsel in distress. But then everything went down the hill when I discovered who my Girlfriend was. My Girlfriend had kept one of the biggest truths of her life from me. My Girlfriend was never a damsel in distress. My Girlfriend was Mafia Queen! **** Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) -Ongoing Her life was full of misery and pain until she found out about her mysterious lover on the day of her thirteenth birthday. That person started to take care of her from a distance. What would happen when she gets separated from her mysterious love?