Novels by Sassy_weirdo

•Te Quero Pa' Mi ?An hour later, Najmah found herself alone in an office again. What she had to wait for, she had no idea. The room was dimmed, illuminated only by an overhead lamp.She closed her eyes and vowed to never forget what that moment felt like. The heart flutters, the joy, the happiness, she was definitely going to remember every second of it.Najmah was right on the edge, standing on a thrilling and amazing precipice of happiness, where thoughts of a flawless and perfect evening that would lead to a happy union flickered through her mind.She felt like Dorothy, gazing down at Emerald city for the first time, like Wendy rising up in the air after tasting her first pinch of pixie dust, like Cinderella, stepping out of her carriage to meet her prince charming.That feeling, she would cherish and savor every moment of it, and when she found herself alone, she would remember

There are moments in life that define us, there are also moments that divide us into two different beings; who we were before an incident and who we are after.Whether happy moments or sad moments, they change our lives forever either for good or for bad or for worse.The same could be said for Najmah Haroun as she stared at herself in the full-length mirror, reminiscing over the past couple of weeks.Her life had changed for good the morning after her reconciliation with her husband. It was a whirlwind of family gatherings, dress fittings, cake tasting, event preparations and much more.If it came down to her, she would rather skip the festivities, sign the marriage certificate and just take off to Puerto Rico.Lale would probably kill her; she thought smiling. The fashion diva would not miss a chance to party and if Najmah were to deny her that, only Lord knew what would happen to

"Do you plan on staying in bed for the whole day?" Aslan questioned, twirling a strand of her hair with his finger."Mm-hmm," she nodded, inhaling his musky oudh scent. "I like it better here where I am.""As much as I'd like to stay here with you," he chuckled, untangling their legs. "At some point, we're going to have to get out of bed so why not do it now?""I'm not going anywhere," she pouted, wrapping her arms around his torso. "Neither are you.""Sevgilim," he kissed the corner of her lips, taking her hand into his. "I'd like very much to stay in bed with you, but we need to eat, I'll just order for room service and then I'll come back to you okay?""Fine but-"The shrill ringing of her phone interrupted her and she groaned, silencing it without checking who the caller was."Aren't you picking up?" Aslan's brows furrowed as he got down from the bed.

He lifted his head which he had burrowed into her hair and gazed at Lale who had barged into the room unannounced."Are you going to explain to me what's going on here? I was outside waiting for you, and here you are cuddled with the enemy," she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "We've missed our flight.""Lale," he called out in a hushed tone, pressing a finger to his lips. "I will meet you in the living room okay? I don't want her to wake up."She made a sign of not complying but seeing the look on his face, she turned around and left the room, banging the door loudly for effects.Najmah shifted in her sleep, burying her face in his neck. He sighed, not wanting to leave the bed even for a second but knowing Lale, she would burst right through the door again and wake Najmah up.Slowly but reluctantly, he slid his arms from under her then set her head on the pillow before liv

Najmah stood at the entrance of Bristol Palace Hotel taking deep breaths before ambling in, heading straight towards the receptionist, scrolling through her phone for a picture of Aslan."Hi," she smiled at the lady, showing the phone screen to her. "I was hoping you would help me with something, my husband's been staying here for a month now, and I don't know his room number.""Why don't you call him? There are lots of guests who...""Listen, lady," Najmah smiled sardonically, locking her phone screen. "This is really urgent, and I don't have any more time to waste, okay? So you're gonna check your computer right now and look up his room number or so help me God, I will cause a scene here.""I'm sorry ma'am, but I can't give out guest's information, it's against the hotel's policy.""Hotel policy? You either give me the information I asked, or I swear to God, I'm gonna scream so loud that

Najmah blinked, staring at the door of her room expectantly. She had no idea what she was expecting but deep down, Najmah knew it wasn't a what but a who but after how she treated him, he wouldn't be bursting through that door not then not ever.Was she foolish to take such a decision after coming to terms with her feelings for him? It was getting hard for her to make a decision.I hate you.I love you.I want you.I need you.I can't stand you.You complete me.She was still indecisive and direction-less without him. The night she had pushed him away, she had slept peacefully. The second night, she had a nervous breakdown and couldn't sleep. The third night was worse. Her indecisiveness had taken a toll on her, and she couldn't stop thinking about all the memories they had shared

❝and like clockwork, she always found her way back to him❞▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬●c o p y r i g h t All rights reserved. No part of this book should be copied, modified, reproduced or adapted without the written consent of the owner.This book is a piece of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are a product of writer's imagination or otherwise used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual events, incidents or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬•Epigraph“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.”—William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream©Jidderh_khidirP.S, do not steal my work!

You've been so brave, sweetheart.~Lily Potter, The deathly hallows.••Three years laterVenice, Italy.She adjusted the lapels of her veil, gazing at herself through the full length mirror in her dressing room.The woman who stared back at her wasn't at all the woman she had been three years ago. She had come so far from being the abandoned daughter, the disgraced drug addict and the girl who had vyed for her father's attention.Now, she was a renowned chef in Nigeria, a degree holder in psychology, a wife and an expecting mother–in three months to be exact.Never in her life had she ever thought that one day, she was going to fall in love or that she was going to get married and craft a life with another person.After what had happened to her, her life had been a series of sitting around and doing nothing. She had felt like a waste of oxygen, just going through the motions with no thought of the future.After almost loosing her Baba and her encounter with the Lukuwa brothers, she re

You've been so brave, sweetheart.~Lily Potter, The deathly hallows. ••Three years laterVenice, Italy.She adjusted the lapels of her veil, gazing at herself through the full length mirror in her dressing room. The woman who stared back at her wasn't at all the woman she had been three years ago. She had come so far from being the abandoned daughter, the disgraced drug addict and the girl who had vyed for her father's attention. Now, she was a renowned chef in Nigeria, a degree holder in psychology, a wife and an expecting mother–in three m

Soon, we all must face the choice between what is right and what is easy.~Albus Dumbledore.••Her heart pitter-pattered against her chest, the roar of the wind in her ears a steady rhythm to the ache in her chest. The cool air caressed her skin like a lover's caress, sinking into her bones, providing her with such warmth she never wanted to part with it. The hassle of the airport patrons broke into the spell she had been in–noise replacing the call of the wind, fumes from cars replacing the sweet warm air and people filling in places that had seemed to be empty only a moment ago. The past couple of weeks had been a whirlwind of pain and heartache

We must try not to sink beneath our anguish Harry, but battle on.~Albus Dumbledore, The half-blood prince.••The ride back to the hospital was made in silence–filled with anxiety, uncertainty and anguish. She knew what was waiting for her at the gates of the hospital, the bloodthirsty news agencies waiting for her arrival. The media frenzy after the photos had been released made her sick and if it wasn't for Marwan and his siblings' presence, she had no idea what she would have done at the moment. When Khaleed had called to tell her not to go to the hospital, or the Belko estate or anywhere else that the news agents could find her, Marwa

I wish he was mine, he is really divine.~Ginny Weasley, The chamber of secrets.••Marwan wasn't sure what had prompted him to come back here, at the place where he had first met her. It would only lead to more heartache he knew that but still, he hadn't moved a muscle. Perhaps, this was his last hurrah for a love that could never be. He didn't have a place to be or work to finish–even though he did–but the thought of leaving made his heart constrict with so much pain, he wanted to keel over and faint. It felt like he was drowning with no chance of making it to shore. Whenever he floated back, it felt like his head was shoved back i