Novels by SaraSm

Altan Karahan unlocked the door and brought his wheelchair near the window. His eyes seemed to be watching the vast land, but they weren't. His eyes were watching that night that had happened years ago. Two families with ties from the past... Two families with bad ties from the past and the lives of the heads of those two families! Signature and date are today... Who was to blame in this case? Iron? in hand? Kerem? Nevra? Itself? A tangled dark past... The recent past that darkens the darkness of the tangled dark past... Now the history that tarnishes those two pasts is today! More tar than tar, blacker than black, darker than dark... And what was all this for? Illuminate that darkness? Of course it wasn't! It looked like that at the time, but the date to come with that signature, that is, today was the day when the sun went out and life disappeared. Today... October.. It looks good on its own, but it wasn't! It looked good for Kerem but it wasn't! It looked good i

While the applause was rising, it was Kerem's footsteps, echo and hum that filled his ears, which Hande heard despite those voices. He freshened his trembling breath when Kerem came to the stage without looking at himself and took the award given by the presenter without smiling. Holding his head upright, he cast a haughty look at the person in front of him and looked at him with a serious expression. When the presenter extended the microphone towards Kerem, Kerem took a hard look at the presenter, said something and retreated. Hande could not express her astonishment when she saw that the color of the server had faded. He was a live witness to an event that was considered impossible. Yes, it wouldn't be like that!While Kerem was handing the plaque to Hande, their eyes met for a moment. The cold green eyes that look terribly and the black, proud eyes that contrast with him... Hande took the plaque from Kerem and looked at her outstretched hand for a few seconds. He held out his hand

Hande pulled her eyes from the cold greens and forced a smile to her father standing in front of her, took the juice from the table and began to drink it. Even though he looked the other way, he felt that all eyes were on him. Wherever those eyes touched, it was freezing! He felt the coldness on his neck and shoulder right now. She was distracted when she heard her mother's voice as she shivered. "I see you very excited. You surprised me." Hande forced a smile at her mother, trying not to look to her side. "I am. So excited. It is not easy, even as a team, I have my signature on the discovery of the underground city. This is a proud event. They chose me as a speaker. My excitement will pass soon." "I'm proud of you. What else does a mother want? Isn't it, Demir?" Demir pulled his uneasy gaze out of his head and looked at his wife, then at Hande. "That's right. Whatever a parent wants, we have seen more than enough in our daughter. We are proud of you. You will handle that sp

Kerem raised an eyebrow at Hande and looked at her proud stance, and for a reason he didn't know, he was in a good mood. What could be better than telling this girl who thinks she is something, that nothing is happening? Someone who was condescending to others had come to do business with money in his house and across from him. Unexpectedly, he turned his emotionless blank gaze to his mother."You know the reason I came here! If my father was going to have a physiotherapist, why wasn't I told!?"Nevra looked at Altan with concern. Her husband turned his tearful eyes towards the window again, and it did not bode well. Kerem would not leave a stone on a stone that would burn the ground now! He tried to control his trembling voice with trembling pupils and tried to smile at Hande."Son, we were going to tell you, you didn't listen. And Hande-""Not listening doesn't mean you do

As she ate her dinner and lay on her bed, she looked out the window. The landscape he had always seen was now changing. The azure sky was covered with patchy clouds. Like last year. Like the year before that... Like the year before... It would go on and on. That's all, the only thing she's ever experienced since she came here was that she was a man-made girl.A cool Nevşehir morning. It is a season when leaves fall one by one and are thrown into the unknown and disappear. The mansion was moving and breakfast had already been prepared. Since the weather was not that cold, Altan Karahan came to the breakfast prepared on the terrace of the mansion with his wheelchair. A breakfast without speaking after the good morning chapter and the employees talking to each other in whispers. Same vicious circle. The one who does not change will never change.

ISTANBULThe young man leaned a little further on the bench he was sitting on and opened his arms. He lifted his head. Everything was turned upside down by the news he received a few days ago. He is the only child of the family, the only person who will be the head of that family after his father. The only heir... Now this is the city he loves so much..."What will I do without you? What if you don't come?"The young man drew his cold green eyes from the blue sea and looked at the girl whose hair was blowing in the wind. This girl loved herself, but herself? He looked into her eyes; cold, meaningless, dull, expressionless..."I have to go. As for you. I don't love you. I don't feel anything. I don't understand why you came anyway."The girl stood up, pulling her hair that was covering her face from the wind. He followed the sea. Then the cold face of the man she loved… She loved this man no matter what. And like crazy."Is that all?"The young man raised an eyebrow and looked