Tessa Afshar Books Novels & Stories

D_Novel’s Book 3 will be released in the next few weeks, please check on my account incase i have already uploaded it, once released it will be uploaded daily (hopefully) so please give it a go, this book is only book 2 in a 10 book series so there is plenty more for you to read so please follow me, comment, leave a review and most of all enjoy! Much love from your friendly neighbourhood writer, J.D ;)

With each turn, each stop, she reveled in the sense of control she now held. The boutiques beckoned, their colorful displays a feast for the eyes. Abigail's heart raced as she entered the first shop, surrounded by racks of dresses in varying styles and hues. Her fingers grazed the fabrics, her eyes lighting up with wonder. Whizz's discerning eye offered guidance, his suggestions met with Abigail's eager nods. As the trio browsed through the selections, Liya's presence was a reassuring anchor. Her quiet strength and confidence set the tone for the day, a reminder that they were charting their own course.

“Magister, why do we let garbage through the gates? Let me throw her to the stone giant and save us the paperwork.” I ignored him, but my left hand squeezed into a tight fist. My nails pressed hard into an old, ugly scar that hid my forbidden blood seal. It kept my real, dangerous ash-magic buried deep inside me. In this empire, that kind of magic meant death. It was the same power the lost Ash King used when he nearly burned the whole world a hundred years ago. “Put your hand on the stone,” Vane ordered. I stepped forward. My boots hit the hard ground, and I felt cold eyes burning into the back of my neck.

But it still looked authentic. "Have you been working here for a long time?" Asked Arash. And he swallowed his disappointment again because Zaya refused to answer Arash's question for the umpteenth time. “Hmm .…” Arash was about to turn away and suppress his anger towards the girl when his eyes caught sight of a book that was very familiar to him. “A novel by Mira.Wv…?” And those words were what made Zaya then direct her full attention towards the man.

Japan will be my salvation. *** Across the city, Tessa’s house felt heavier by the day. Once filled with laughter and the warm chaos of children, it was now suffocatingly quiet. Ayisha sat at the dining table, a stack of papers spread before her, her expression dark. She tapped her pen against the wood impatiently. Tessa shuffled into the room, her face pale, her eyes hollowed out from nights of sleeplessness. She wore a simple robe, her hair unkempt. She looked less like the sharp, determined woman she once was and more like a ghost of herself.

From Tessa’s Perspective: I stare at my ceiling for most of the night after we’ve parted, replaying every moment spent with him. I’m positive this feeling I have is love or at least the beginning of it. I’m not sure how it’s supposed to work since I’ve never felt it prior to him, but it does seem a little weird to me that I’ve fallen head over heels for him within the span of a few hours of one night. But damn… there’s no other way to explain the intensity of what I feel for him. The desire to please him, to be near him, to protect him, to do anything for him even at the risk of my own life. I’m able to get to sleep and end up sleeping longer than I usually would. When I wake up, I immediate

But she needed to lure him in as soon as possible. “Oh Lord, can I do this?” she murmured to herself, casting one last glance up before marching toward her room. Meanwhile, at the other end, Asher rushed out of the cab after paying the driver and spotted Tessa waiting for him outside. “Tessa,” he called, his voice just as urgent as it had been on the phone. Tessa stood casually in an oversized blue tee, her black hair disheveled. She had a beautiful face with a smooth forehead, big eyes, a pert nose, and lush lips. Her features were delicate and adorable. Her skin looked soft and supple in the fading light.

LEAH'S OFFICE Every lecturer in Blackridge college were given their personal office where it is just them and their desk and chair and other items like mini television and refrigerators. Leah sat on her leather chair , she had a book in front of her and she was calmly going through it. On her desk were different kinds of documents , her laptop and a small frame picture of her and her daughter Luis. Suddenly she heard a knock on her door , she froze for a while and frowned because she wasn't expecting anybody.

Data sets, simulations, and predictive models—numbers were easier to face than memory. I worked late every night, and my colleagues acknowledged my dedication. What they didn't know was that I was afraid to go home, afraid of the silence, and afraid that the image of Richard's charred body would surface the moment I was alone. One night, exhausted to the bone, I arrived home—and froze. Talia was sprawled on my couch. She looked terrible. Her cheeks were hollow, her eyes swollen—the kind of exhaustion that came from days of crying without sleep. The moment she saw me, she shot to her feet. "Joshua, let's talk."

Realising that he can still set your body on fire with his heated eyes and flirty touches. As the heat grows stronger than ever, will Tessa give in and risk being burned, or is she better off avoiding Gendry Graham and protecting her heart? ***** After some deliberation with my editor, we decided that it would be better to continue Tessa's story inside this book because it's not going to be long. So you don't have to search any book to add to your library. The story is going to be posted right in this book. I really hope for your continued support on Tessa's story. I'm hopeful you will enjoy her story just as you enjoyed Kris and Thalassa's story. Chapters will be posted quite soon.