Zalim Ishq Novels & Stories

☆Daniel☆ My fists were tightly balled and my chest weighed down, yet the moment her gaze met mine, my voice vanished again. I could see the pure hatred in her eyes, a stark contrast to the woman I once knew. The woman who always looked at me with so much love and hope. What else could I have anticipated after what I did to her, when she had been nothing but a devoted wife? “Say something! Are you really this stupid?” Kate yelled at me.

He smiled. “Oh, I’m so sorry.” I was touched, realizing we were both carrying the same type of pain. “Thank you,” he whispered, running his hands through his hair. I noticed his hands, they were strong but gentle, with an expensive watch glittering on his wrist. A few seconds later, I glanced at him, then back at the waves. “It feels strange… talking to someone I just met.” He beamed. “Sometimes strangers understand us better than people we’ve known for years.”

I said like it was nothing. "Woah... Careful you might get karma for that!" Usher said to me. "Hahahaha... So you both believe in karma? Well the three of us know we play same tricks so don't give me that kind of shit and tell me about karma Ushley!" I said in a mocking tone. "Seriously.. I have one serious girlfriend so far ok.? Though I break up on her after one week but at least I try to be faithful and loyal!" He said as he try to defend himself.

With what's left. " That guy is hopelessly in love with you. You could tell by the way he looked at you when you walked in." Madam Deborah said wistfully. " I wish he didn't love me that much. It'll be impossible to let go." I answered. " A girl loves a boy. He cheats on her. A boy loves a girl, she cheats on him. They both love each other now. God cheats on them. Isn't it unfair?" Madam Deborah asked rhetorically. I stared at her. Then all of a sudden I rushed to her and gave her a deep-felt huge. Madam Deborah was stunned for a while but soon reciprocated.

A month's worth of suffering and grievance surged within me. I stood up and said with red-rimmed eyes, "It's been over a month. I'm surprised you noticed I wasn't home. Why didn't you pick up the phone when I called you? You've ignored me for an entire month. Did you even care if I lived or died?" "Or maybe," I shouted, my voice shaking, "you were hoping I'd just disappear so you could be with your secretary! You've already flaunted him on social media. What's next? Are you going to announce I'm dead so you can be with another man?"

"Forgive me. I love you, and I'll do anything to make things right between us." Slowly, Emilia turned to face me, her eyes still flashing with anger. But as she saw the gifts in my hand, her expression softened slightly. "What's this?" she asked, her voice still cold. "I bought your favorite things," I said, holding out the chocolates and flowers. "I want to make things right between us, Emilia. I want to prove to you that I love you and that I'm sorry for hurting you." Emilia looked at the gifts, then back at me. For a long moment, she just stared at me, her expression unreadable.

Leave me alone Ruqayya, let her realize she's nothing special and if not for the unfortunate event, she wouldn't even be here as Yaya's wife. "Well why don't you come and kill me? At least I'm here, I'm married..."Zulaihat didn't let her finish her statement before slapping her hard on the face, Amirah's stun was just for a few seconds before she swung her palm and gave Zulaihat a slap too. "You had the audacity to slap me back? Who do you think you are?" Zulaihat screamed holding her cheek. "I'm Hajiya Lolo's daughter and the next time you ever raise your hand to hit me, I'll do worse than hit you back."

I knew the rules of ikhtilat by heart since my beloved ummi (mother) took a lot of time teaching me about it. I knew very well that no matter how much I have been cheating my soul to feel better about being lonely, the truth shall always remain that what I was doing with Hamdan was haram (prohibited in Islam).As a learned muslima I knew that by heart and could write a book about why it was haram but my desires weakened my soul.Yesternyt was to a great degree tough on me.

"but i guess i don,t deserve this light . i am no saint ....but i thought i had the right to fall in love with a pure and innocent girl and make a family with her and give her all the love .... but .. i was wrong a mafia king like me don,t have the right to love ." his words were hurting me bad .i could not breath . "no... don,t say..... it please." "i was a fool to think i could make you love me or to have you as my light no innocent and beautiful and religious girl like you should have a monster like me i was fool to bring you to my life janiman i fool to think that i will leave these darkness" he moved his thumb on my cheeks and i closed my eyes feeling his thumb moving on my e

Screaming like a perverted bull, making complains to the Queen millions of times about the incompetence of her maids. " You all are so incompetent" Madam jizelle screams out her favorite words. " We are sorry ma lady" they both apologize. Annabelle and Griselda bow their heads facing the floor. They avoided eye to eye contact with Madam jizelle. Her countenance could humble even the wildest of all boar. Her fat bull dog like cheek scared the palace cat from the kitchen and her fat hips made her head spin in pride. " It's Prince Richard's bride selection day, the late night ball must be ready before he makes his choice and there is much work to do."