Novels by Hamza K.Khan

Lucas Bennett:-"No...no, Lillian...Our baby...." I woke up screaming in fear when someone shook me and opened my eyes to look at the nurse standing in front of me. I looked around my surroundings and realized I was sitting in the waiting room and fell asleep. What I saw was just a dream. Not real."Mr. Bennett, your wife and the baby are doing fine now. Her blood pressure and stress level was beyond high when she was brought over here, but we have stablized her and the baby now. You can go and meet them. Your wife is asking for you."A feeling of relief flooded my system like a harmonic wave and momentarily stunned me. I inhaled and exhaled as hard as I could while attempting to banish the nightmare’s panic that still ensued in my mind. The nurse’s words played on repeat: They’re fine. Lillian and the baby are both in good health.I stood up from the chair and tried to steady my legs as I walked down the hall behind the nurse. As I walked towards her room, I felt as if I was conqueri

Lucas Bennett:-"I am sorry, Mr. Bennett. We tried everything we can but we couldn't save the baby." the doctor informs, with a regretful and sad expression, "When she was brought over here, her blood pressure was really high, and she was under a lot of stress, we asked your wife to take it easy as her pregnancy was already a bit complicated."I almost lost my balance and saw stars before me as what the doctor was telling me registered in my mind. We couldn’t save the baby. The phrase resonated with me where each word seemed to hit me in my chest like a drum. I attempted to draw a gulp of air into my lungs but that seemed very difficult as if all the air had been evacuated from the room.All the things that I have done were blown away and all that filled my head was Lillian and how she clung to me, how she begged me to protect our child, her terror and suffering. And now… I’d failed her. I’d failed them both. “When…when can I see her?” I barely got out through a dry throat, my voice

Lillian:-"Or else I will forget that I love you and go for the mission that is left unfinished." I threatened "Yes, I still feel this burning fire of rage inside of me. I want to kill your brother and your father for defending him, hiding him after finding out what he did.Your father knew that he murdered a woman, and yet still he protected him. All this time I thought he was protecting you, because I didn't know about this twinie thing. But, now that I do. I will go after my target. I am going to kill your twin, Lucas. I am going to snatch him away the same way he snatched my sister away.That's the problem, Lucas. You are just thinking about the pain you are feeling because of my betrayal, but you have to understand that I didn't betray you. I didn't know about Liam. You can hold me accountable because now I don't care. You spending and sleeping with Isabelle was the last call. All this time I was punishing myself for hurting you, when you don't even see or feel my pain.You are n

Lillian Montigue:-I stormed in the house in anger after Lucas's actions and heard him follow me. How dare he talk to that man rudely when he was just trying to help me out? He has no right to feel jealous when he has been the one who went to fuck that bitch Isabelle, after making it clear that he will not have sex with me. No, I won't stand for this. He can't disrespect me like this."Lillian....Lillian, stop!" I heard Lucas call for me but I didn't stop, instead I looked over my shoulder and glared at him, while he carried Lily in his arms and whispered something into her little ear because she got off his arms and ran to her room. Lucas tried to reach for me, but I pushed him away."I said don't you dare touch me and how dare you kiss me out there after using those lips on that bitch, along with other body part of yours." I whiper yelled "Go to hell, Lucas.""Only if you come along with me in there because hell will feel boring without you."I made fists with my right hand Bewildere

Lillian Montigue:-I was done crying the whole day. For the whole day Lucas after breakfast, he hasn't return. I bet he has fucked Isabelle several times by now. How much I wanted that to be me, but I know, it won't happen as I won't let him touch me or do anything. He wants a marriage of convincence, right? I will give him that.From now on, it is going to be just that. It will only be pretending in front of the public while in the home, we are going to be nothing but strangers. He has made it clear himself that he doesn't want to have sex with me since he has got Isabelle to fulfill his needs."Alright, sweet girl. Do you want to come with mommy and go out for some ice cream?" I asked Lily who was just done studying. Her face lit up all of a sudden when she heard me and jumped up and down in excitement and ran towards the foyer to put on her shoes and coat without me asking for it."I am ready, mommy. Shall we go now?" she asked with a puppy dog eyes and I laughed as I picked up the

Lillian Montigue/Bennett:-"Thanks for thebreakfast, it was delicious." Lucas thanked, after finishing the plate of his breakfast and looked over at my plate, that was left untouched as I didn't feel like eating. I knew the moment I put a single bite in my mouth, I would be running to the bathroom to vomit until nothing was left in my stomach."No, I am scared that I will be spending hours in the bathroom after that. I already feel nauseous due to the morning sickness." I answered "I can't eat now, but I will in a few hours when I feel better."He leaned forward and put his hand over mine, tenderly."Lillian, you simply have to eat something. Nevertheless, it will keep your stomach calm no matter the portion is small or not. The baby requires you to be strong."I gave him a small, appreciative smile. "I know, I will. It’s just…" Trailing off, I looked down at the food on my plate that I had yet to even touch. "Things smell too strong, and everything is too much for me."He smiled quie

Emma Salvatore:-Later in the evening, we opted to take the cheer to our favorite club where the audio was booming and the enthusiasm contagious. We allowed ourselves to be swept by the music as the thumping lows welcomed us in. Together we danced the dancing line, my eyes misting over as I questioned whether we were something more than that simple dancing line.“Cheers to the uncertainty of life, and friendships!” I yelled over the noise, sharing glasses with Liam.His smile was the mirror of the flashing lights in a club. “For all the surprises that turn life into a journey.” we toast and keep on drinking one shot after another along with other alcoholic drinks until we begin to feel dizzy and out of our minds. We got crazy wild after drinking too much."Let's dance," I dragged Liam with me to the dance floor while feeling extremely tipsy and danced, moved, and grind my body against him just like he grind his front to my back making me gulp and look over my shoulder at him with lust

Emma Salvatore:-"Ok, your place or mine?" I asked and realized that once again I spoke the wrong words without giving it a thought and watched Liam looking at me with an amused expression then burst out laughing when he saw me blush after the realization of my words hit me."So, I take that as a yes. You do want me, precious. In that case, we are going to my place." he announced, one moment I was standing on my feet, and another moment I was thrown over the shoulder by Liam as he made his way to the limo and I hit him on the back, ordering him to put me down."Put me down, fucking put me down, Liam. Put me down this instant. I don't want to go to your place because I don't want you. You are my friend. How can I want you?" I shouted and he didn't stop or put me down instead threw me in the limo and asked the driver to drive us to his penthouse which by the way was way more luxurious and cleaner as compared to mine.Since I am so focused on painting I forget to pick up my stuff and do

Emma Salvatore"What do you mean by someone like me, Liam?" I asked with an arched brow this time."Well, I don't mean you, but like you. Kind, beautiful, caring, and talented. A self-made billionairess." Liam corrected. For a minute, a hope erupted in my heart that Liam and I could be a thing, we could be more than friends but after Liam's correction it died right away. He doesn't want me but someone like me."Oh, come on. You and I both know that we don't make self-made tycoons just by ourselves. We achieved this by working and supporting one another like a rock. If it wasn't for you and your support then I wouldn't have achieved what I have today.I wouldn't have been selling my paintings for millions, getting famous, and owning the world's best art galleries all around the world. Whatever I have today, is because of you, your struggle, and your support to make me an independent one of the richest women alive. So, all the credit goes to you, my dear friend." I tell Liam, taking a s

Emma Salvatore "What do you mean by what am I doing over here? And, watch your tone, Liam. I am your maid, not your employee you can demand or shout at." Sarah snapped at Liam then looked at me over her shoulder. "Hello, Emma. You don't mind me crashing in, right?" she asked pretending to be sweet when she was far from that. She didn't even bother to fully turn around and talk like a normal person then again she is not a normal person but a runaway mental patient from the asylum. Well, not really but to me she is a mental person and doesn't deserve Liam. Liam deserves someone better. "Hello, Sarah. He can ask you any way he wants on Friday because long before he even started dating you, he made it quite clear about not disturbing his Friday evening at any cost because they are booked for me. His best friend for the life. So, yeah, I do mind and want you to leave me alone with Liam. It's our day of the week and we don't like to be disturbed." I snapped, rolling my eyes. "Liam, are

Emma SalvatoreI watched the sun sunset down below the horizon, creating a beautiful warm golden glow across the whole sky while everyone around me admired the beauty and captured the stunning view of the sky with their camera lenses. Everyone must be thinking it was the beauty of sunset I was admiring, but that's not the case.I was admiring the two elderly couple walking hand in hand by the beach, lost completely in one another as they enjoyed their peaceful moment and laughed at one another's jokes and the moments they shared in their lives together. It was love. A pure love. A kind of love every woman desires and wishes to have in her life for a whole eternity.I sat on the grass of the park attached to the beach with paint splattered on my jeans, my auburn hair flying in the air as the cold breezes hit my pale white skin. The canvas that once was blank when I arrived over here was now full of beautiful colors as I painted the picture to life with my hands."Wow, that's such a bea