Novels by Hamza K.Khan

Lillian Montigue Bennett:-The atmosphere had slowly started to clear, but the scene with Liam tasted sour. I heard comments, I felt eyes staring at me. Let them speak. The world should wake to the fact that Lucas and I were invincible.The auctioneer of the evening came to the mic calling it to the attention as the stage lights were dimmed and the spotlights flew to the stage. Now it is time to have the highlight of the night The Auction Game! The earnings are all donated to our partnered orphanages and women-shelters throughout the country.”Lucas was leaning by me, his hand on the small of my back. "You know where I said I wanted to show off my wife, do you not?" he exulted wickedly.My head moved round a little. "What you are scheming now?"He grinned. “You’ll see.”"Tonight, five bachelorettes and bachelors will all be surprise selections and auctioned to go on a date and all proceeds will go to charity. Each bidder is assigned a single date of victory.”I blinked. “You didn’t…”

Lillian Montigue:-"Relax, Lillian. It's alright. Everything is going to be just fine." Lucas tried to make me relax, by rubbing his hand on my back, "This charity gala is thrown by me, so raise your head high and attend it as it's hostess and don't worry about my family. They won't dare do anything to you over here or insult you.""I am not worried about that. I am justworried that they don't hurt our baby. I am scared that we came this close to losing our baby which is why I don't want to take any risk," I tell him placing my hand on my belly protectively."I am here with you and I give you my word that nothing is going to happen to our son. I will protect him and you with my life. I promise." he promised and I nod, leaned closer to kiss him."I needed to hear that. Thank you. Now, let's go and rock this gala with our presence." I tell him and he nods and helped me out of the limo. The moment Lucas and I stepped out of the limo, the camera flashed on us. We were the celebrities of

Lillian Montigue:-One week later:-I was in the home office, working on the project my father sent me to look after, when Lucas entered with a big white box from Christian Dior and smiled at me, as he leaned down to peck my lips and placed the box on the desk in front of me and I frowned, looking at him."Hey,husband. What's this?" I asked, placing my hand on the ribbon of the box, to untie it."This, my wife is a dress that you are going to put on for me, and look sexy." he answers with a wink, "There is a company chairty gala event of the year, and you are going to attend it as my wife, and the mother of my children. I want to show the whole world what a treasure I have got for myself.""Ummm, Lucas. Do...do you think it is a good idea to take me there? I don't want to create any problems for you, than I already have. It would be better if you go alone, my love." I tell him, "I think you should go alone.""Nope, I am not going alone, when I have got a beautiful life partner that I

Lillian:-"Lucas, put me down. You know I can walk very well, right?"I asked him, as he carried me to our penthouse in California that Lucas bought for me as his wedding gift couple of months ago. Yes, we have finally moved back to the United States, because this time Lucas is going to help me out in avenging Emily's death, and has really forgiven me, which means the world to me and I won't trade it for anything. I won't hide or keep any sort of secret from him."I am not taking any chances over here. You heard the doctor's orders before we took a flight home. He said to keep it easy and you need to stay rested almost all the time, so no. I am not taking any chance. You and my son's life matters to me, and I am not willing to take any risk." he spoke in a stern tone and I giggled as I kissed his chest."You are lucky that I love you, husband or I would have fought with you over this." I tell and he nodded his head as we entered the penthouse where Lily went running inside and gasped

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

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