Zoya Nazyalensky Novels & Stories

Sasha replied to them curtly, his eyebrows drawn together. ‘I hear you are the food connoisseur’ Lyosha said in a much thicker accent than Sasha’s as he sat in front of me. He was nearly as tall as Sasha and just as muscular. His long dark blond hair was slicked back, his square jaw was covered in day old stubble and his sharp cheekbones made him look like a male model. His dark blue eyes held my attention and mesmerised me, I stared at him a little stunned. ‘My name is Lyosha’ he finished almost in a purr.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

"What the hell is leaf boy and is she calling me that? she must be insane, such a beauty to be insane. who are you and what are you doing in my house naked I asked her again and she ignored me and tried touching me again and I moved back. "Who sent you here to seduce me you S**t" I said and she frowned. "why are you still calling me s**t again? you keep calling me s**t all the time, I have told you that my name is Melissa and not s**t, Perhaps I might look like your s**t girl but I am not her" she said and I find myself chuckling. "Are you insane? I asked her and she glared at me getting angry "I just told you now that I am not your insane and your s**t that my name is Melissa; can't you hea

Zayn and Nana are sitting on the couch, watching the Bollywood film 'Manikarnika'. She has her hand in the huge bowl of popcorn and her other hand wrapped around Zayn's torso. He will kiss her forehead once in a while before they continue to watch and comment here and there. Amidst watching the movie, Zayn's phone rang on the couch next to Nana. She peeked her head to see who is calling but then met a heartbreak for Hidaya's name was blinking and her appetite just vanished.

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

Yazed rebuked Kailani when he caught her standing in front of his mother. Jenny straightened up and turned around. She saw her cousin next to Yazed. "I'm her personal nurse. Isn't it only natural that I'm here?" "I have not yet agreed to my father’s wishes." Yazed corrected the woman. "Talk to him because I'm just following the orders of the person who pays me." She grunted in response to him. Yazed laughed sarcastically. "I almost forgot. You're a prostitute." "Yes. And also a gold-digger," Jenny added to his dirty thoughts. Then, she turned her attention to the impostor. "Hi."

If her past had taught her something, it was that work was the best way to distract your mind from unwelcoming thoughts, and she was in dire need of one. Ziniya Jabri was a financial analyst. Once a carefree girl, but now everything that comes out of her mouth is calculated. Once jovial, now she hardly trusts anyone, especially men. She was still engrossed in her laptop when someone called out to her. “I’m looking for Naila,” a nerdy girl asked in her timid voice. “This is her desk, and she should have been here,” Ziniya said. When she glanced around, she saw her walking towards their desk along with her mentee carrying a disposable cup.

Zoya's POV "Who is she?" I couldn't take it anymore and whisper to Sahir. He looked at me startled. "Madonna..she is.." He paused as Nora came forward to me. "Hi. I'm Nora.. his ex-girlfriend!" Nora! The Actress Nora Aziz!! One of the top ten supermodels of Middle East country!!! and the shocking thing is, Sahir knows her, Wait... Did she just mention herself as his ex-girlfriend?

I tapped explore and the first thing that came to my mind to search for was Faryah. She was using Faryah Mustapha Edwards now. She was easy to find. She didn't have any posts and her followers weren't that bad. 10k. Cool. I looked at the photos she was tagged in and my heart sank as I looked at her pictures in African wears. She was so beautiful. There were different photos here, with she and her family and my daughter. My Najmah. There were some with the Khalifa guy, their pictures pained my body, heart and soul. No one could deny that they honestly looked very good together and here I was on the side-line.