Yusuf Zulaikha Novels & Stories

AZRAEL SARTORI ZAFIRA WILDER 30 5'8 Italy, Rome Independent Divorcee "Every moment without you is a temptation, every moment with you is pure surrender." ZAFIRA WILDER ... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

I needed Nik. "He'll be back. We were insensitive after all. Let him have his time. He will forgive us and move back in. I'm sure my son wouldn't be able to keep my grandson away from me." Who cared about that? Nik was the subject here. I thought Lilika would be an ally when we had this conversation but when the miracle grandson was added to the picture, it was painfully clear this fight was mine and mine alone. The rush of water from where Lilika stood made me focus. She looked at ease. With the world at her feet, it was no wonder. She was a self-made woman who would continue to earn millions even years after her death. I wanted that for myself. A net worth of four million American dollars

Signing off. ~Zaveria akhtar 

Tristan muttered, rolling his eyes. “Who are you guys?” Huzefa asked, alarmed at this point, knowing they are not to be taken lightly anymore. “First, tell us who you are and then we will.” Zadicus demanded sternly. Huzefa narrowed his eyes but exhaled because they didn't have another option left anymore and began to tell them who he truly was. “I am Huzefa Illes. Former Army General of Hizerl. I was a teenager when it all happened. I climbed my way up and found things are way worse than the city in the royal palace.” Huzefa said assertively.

I read story after story of tragedy; whole families killed, children left orphaned, businesses destroyed… and then I came across the memorial piece for the Luna. A black and white image of her funeral took up the whole front page. The photographer had captured the shot from the side, showing Julius standing at her coffin, wearing a plain black suit, his head held high as he looked forward into nothingness. There was no evidence that he had shed any tears, in fact his face seemed to lack emotion altogether. It mirrored the face of the man who stood beside him, an older gentleman who I assumed was his father.

A light knock comes at the door, I tell them to come in, while replacing the cap on the lipstick. The door opens and in steps a very debonair Zac. He’s in a crisp white dress shirt that is neatly tucked into a pair of fitted black slacks. My eyes wander across his body, I’ve never seen him dress up to this degree and it’s a turn-on. Before I can speak, his eyes swirled with lust and he lets out a whistle. “Fuck Isla, you look like a dream I never want to wake up from” I blush as he takes my hands in his, tracing small circles on the tops of them sending calming tingles to course through my body.

Youssef buried his face in his hands and prayed he’d be able to find Khalia Patterson before she left Pakistan. Outside the engineering firm, Gage shifted against the SUV’s leather seat and attempted to stretch out some of the tightness in the middle of his back. He’d been parked in the firm’s lot for over an hour now, and as it was early only a few people had come into work yet. Ellis and Dunphy had called to say Youssef’s apartment was empty, and from the damage he’d done to the computer, it looked like he had no intention of returning. At least they now knew what the fucker looked like. Dunphy had sent over a few pictures he’d snapped of the framed photos he and Ellis had found in Youssef

“Why don’t we calm down and solve this? I just want some answers and keep a few conditions in exchange for letting your pup go.” “Felice…” Finally manage to speak. Who is this woman? “I know Alpha Isaac. You think I am Felice’s clone or something, but I am not. This is me. But Felice is not my name.” She stands up and smiles while my eyes narrow. “Please to meet you, Alpha Isaac. I am Zephyr or the one who cursed the Renaud pack.”

The cow just licked her face that's all. . Yusuf ➡ Sorry madam... These cows mean no harm.. So are you husband and wife? . Julia ➡ WHAT? NO... . Jack ➡ No.. We're not.. . Yusuf ➡ Hmm, I thought you were... Because I've met couples like you several times.. Okay.. Let me introduce myself.. My name is Yusuf and this is my wife Salima.. We're newly weds.. We're heading to Abuja to start our life there.

he teased. Alhamdulillah! Thank you Allah,for bringing me my soul mate In Yusuf's mind, he's going to marry Yasmeen and no one else. He might have thought he loved Zuwairah but after meeting Yasmeen, he realized she is the right woman for him. "You two can chit chat later, but now,let's go and see our baby boy!" Aunty Hauwa said. • "Baby, you're awake?" "Baby? Who's your baby?" Rasheed asked in an angry tone.