Timeless Jiya Novels & Stories

It was none other than His Siya who was looking like a nymph in a simple prune coloured salwar suit with her open hair. Abhimanyu smiled a little as they were wearing same colour’s outfit. But today Jiya showed him mercy and they came downstairs. ‘Here is your precious wife Mannu and also she kept saying to let her go “Ji must be waiting for me.”’ Jiya mimicked making them laugh at Siya’s red cheeks. ‘Thank you Boudibhai.’ Abhimanyu said making Jiya smile at him ‘She is already beautiful, now go fast.’ ************

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Yet, I couldn't do anything about it. I swallowed, feeling ill suddenly. With our eyes still connected, Jiya’s slender-toned body lowered onto her feet in the dry sand. Her glow had disappeared from her tawny-brown skin, but her silky white hair remained. White brows and white lashes adorned her ivory oval face, and wide peach lips flaunted a permanent smile. “It feels good to be back. Alpha Valen, your highness, you and I never properly met,” Jiya said, adding endearment to her tone. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this.”

[In this segment Jiya is 5 years old and Shaurya is 12 years old] "Papa", Five years old Jiya ran towards her father, Nivaan who was making dinner for his little daughter. "Yes! Jiya", Nivaan looked at her skinny daughter who was thin and weighed like a leaf. "Papa. Tomolow ich Chaolya bud day (Tomorrow is Shaurya's birthday)", Jiya said in her baby tone and her eyes were twinkling like stars.

] Jiyaare Jiya re basa hai tera roop aankhon mein Jiya re sochun main tujhe chaand raaton mein Jiya re khoya mein rahun teri baaton mein [My sweetheart ! [Your enchanted beauty is imprinted in my eyes] [I keep thinking about you under the beautiful moonlight] [I find myself lost in your conversations...] Jiyaare jiyaare jiyaare (x2) Tu jeene ki umeed hai Tu khwaabo ka aasma Tu hai chahat ki kaayanaat Tu hai yaadon ka kaha kasha [You are my hope of life] [You are the open sky of my dreams] [You are the world of my desires]

Hasan P.O.V Standing at the Airport, I am waiting for Jiya...I am so happy today cause Jiya is coming back after 3 years.... Jiya is like a sister to me. I have never done any difference between Fatima and Jiya... She also loves us like her own family... Jiya is the best friend of Fatima... I still remember the day when I first saw her...... 4 years back It is raining heavily this time.. And I am sitting on a bench, my clothes are already wet. I see people running towards their home but I don't have any place to call as my home...

my dad told me happily. "ohh... sounds good" "I know and here is your tea... and breakfast will be served by your mother...shortly" my dad informed me. Okay...okay I know that I have a wierd family... especially not like a indian one but what can I say.... anyways, myself Drishti Sharma, I am 25 year old. I have a family in which my mom is not near an early riser..... but she wakes up before my little sis, Jiya. She is 16 year old cutie, we have a relationship like sun and moon..how blissful... isn't it?

I smiled at my silly thoughts before remembering were on a mission to stop a disease that could potentially wipe the human race off the planet. Hours passed and the room was crowded with more people. There was a huge countdown on the screen showing 30 minutes left for the second trial. Everyone was making sure everything is stabilized and calibrated. I look at the dome in the center with some sort of speakers surrounding it. “Penny for your thoughts?” Louie spoke beside me casually handing me a snack. I could see beads of sweat forming on his forehead despite the cool night air. “Thank you. So, if this works, does it mean we successfully traveled back in time?”

Taking advantage of the silent moment there, Jiang Xi Yu gave her order. “Master Gao, are you willing to save that soul?” Jang Xi Yu turned to Master Gao who stood still by the hall entrance. The Master nodded and slightly smiled at her. “Ru Ming, Ru Qing, help Ding mama back to her room and assist Master Gao.” Jiang Xi Yu quickly ordered her yahuan. The yahuan seemed hesitant before lifting up Ding mama and basically just dragged her out from the hall. The old mama slightly opened her eyes. Whispered as she was being dragged past Jiang Xi Yu. “One hundred years of life to repay your kindness, wang fei”