******* Have you not heard about the term bro-code If you have ,you must very well know the top most code in the list of bro-codes will always be 'best friend's sisters are off limits.' So let's see how beyond control is falling for your best friend's sister for Liam Fredrick ,your typical college bad boy. ********** Does a sis code exist?? Not sure huh? As much as brothers hate their sister falling for their best friend, it's exactly the opposite when it comes to the sisters, don't you think so?? They would be the happiest to play cupid for their brother and best friend So let's see how Zian Ahmed, the good boy, (compared to his twin đ) falls head over heels for the very cute, very bubbly and very weird Emma Hart ,his sister's new best friend... ********** And last but not the least Opposites attract, they say. That's physics. But what did we study in chemistry? Like dissolves like.. Isn't it? What would happen when two headstrong egoistic and fiery people collide? Thunderstorms and lightning ought to happen. Let's see how Zahir Ahmed, the bad-boy falls for the sassy, fiery and fiesty Emily! ******* Peep in guys... It's a three in one package *Stand Alone Novel* If you want to read about the triplet's childhood, try "The Sheikh's Unforgettable Wife"
View MoreThe cafeteria buzzed with laughter and conversation as Zahir and the rest of the gang entered, still riding the high of the intense football match. The group found their usual large table by the window, and everyone quickly settled in, with the chatter flowing easily as they recounted the gameâs highlights.âZahir, come on!â Emma piped up, bouncing in her seat. âYouâve gotta give us a treat after that win!âZahir leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed, a smug grin tugging at his lips. "Why don't you ask your Ron-Ron for a treat?" Zian taunted, his eyes flicking over to Emma. "After all, he lost quite spectacularly."Zahir, always ready to stir the pot, chimed in, leaning forward with a smirk. âYeah, Emma. Whatâs wrong with Ron-Ron? Shouldnât he be treating you after such a... memorable performance?"Emma frowned at the duo, her lips pursed in annoyance. âRon-Ron already gave us a treat, Zi-Zi,â she said in a sweet, innocent tone, batting her eyelashes as if butter wouldnât melt
The roar of the crowd echoed through the stadium as the inter-university football final was about to kick off. Zahir stood at the centre of the field, his eyes scanning the sea of spectators. His gaze immediately locked on Emily, who was standing at the sidelines, her bright eyes trained on the opposing team's captain, Aaron.Zahir's jaw clenched. Of course, he thought bitterly, sheâs cheering for Aaron. She stood there, wearing Aaron's team jersey, clapping enthusiastically every time Aaron so much as adjusted his gear. His stomach twisted with jealousy, his grip on the football tightening. The sight of her smiling at Aaronâs direction made him feel a surge of possessiveness he couldnât shake.Zahir took a deep breath, trying to shove aside the irrational jealousy gnawing at him. Focus on the game, not her, he told himself. But it wasnât easy. Every time he glanced her way, she was cheering for Aaron. The same Aaron who she had been hanging around with, laughing with, spending way to
The cafeteria was buzzing with the usual chatter and energy as the gang hung out at their usual spot. Zahir, Zada, and Zian were laughing and joking about the football match, but something felt off to Zada. She noticed the faint marks on Zahirâs neck that were partially hidden by his collar. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. Zian also followed Zadaâs gaze. âUh, Zahir... what the hell is that on your neck?â He asked, leaning closer, his voice half-serious, half-amused.Zahirâs playful grin didnât falter. He shrugged casually, adjusting his collar. âWhat? Nothing, just a bug bite or something,â he said nonchalantly, avoiding their eyes as he reached for his drink.Zada exchanged a look with Zian, clearly not buying his excuse. âYeah, right. Since when do bugs leave marks that look like that?â She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she raised an eyebrow. âYou guys are overthinking it. I told you, itâs nothing.â Zahir shifted uncomfortably but kept his cool. Zada smirked and tugg
Zahir spotted Emily standing alone near the food table, her back turned toward him. He saw an opportunity and sauntered over with a smirk plastered on his face. "Oh my god, the Siamese twins are separated? How will you survive?â He taunted, crossing his arms.Emily turned, rolling her eyes as she picked up a snack. âIf I didnât know better, Zahir, I would think you were jealous.â She smirked, raising an eyebrow at him."Jealous? Of him? For you? Come on, Emily, donât flatter yourself. Thatâs a bit too delusional, even for you.â Zahir scoffed, though a faint flush of pink crept up his neck. Emily tilted her head, giving him a knowing grin. "Mmm, whatever sails your boat, bad boy." She rolled her eyes again, but there was amusement in her tone.Zahir stepped closer, his presence suddenly feeling heavier, more intense. "Please, Aaron and I aren't even in the same league," he shot back, though his voice sounded less sure now, a bit shaky.Emily let out a laugh, clearly enjoying ruffl
Zahir, Zian, and Liam sat together under a large oak tree, grumpily watching Aaron get fawned over by Emily, Zada, and Emma. Aaron, clearly loving the attention, was the picture of charm â laughing, making jokes, and generally being the centre of the girlsâ universe. The three guys sat in stony silence, arms crossed, each looking more annoyed than the other."Look at him," Liam grumbled, glaring daggers at Aaron. "Just standing there, all smug, like he owns the place.""I swear, if Emma calls him Ron-Ron one more time, I am going to lose it. Ron-Ron! Seriously? What is he, a cartoon character?" Zian huffed, leaning back on his elbows. âHe doesnât even do anything special. He is just standing there, smiling like some damn prince, and they are all swooning over him.â Zahir, who had been staring moodily in Aaronâs direction, chimed in.âRight? I mean, whatâs so great about him anyway? His jokes are lame. That whole âfirst loveâ crapâwho says that? Heâs not even that handsome.â Liam, sti
âAaron, did you recognise who this is?â Emily asked, pointing at Zada who was silent until now.Aaron looked at the beautiful girl and his eyes lit up in a way it hadnât when he saw Emily or Emma. Liam clearly noted it and his jaws clenched in anger.âAaron, do you remember me?â Zada asked with a soft smile. Liam scowled seeing Zada smiling at Aaron.âDoes anybody ever forget their first love?â Aaron asked and Zada didnât expect such a response from him.âWhat the f*ck!â Liam slammed his palm on the table startling everyone.The sound of Liamâs palm slamming down on the table reverberated through the air, catching everyone off guard. Even Zada flinched slightly, her eyes widening in surprise as she glanced at Liam, who was now glaring daggers at Aaron.âWhat the hell, man?!" Liam's voice was a mix of disbelief and anger, his nostrils flaring like an enraged bull. "First love? Like seriously!âAaron, completely unfazed by the sudden outburst, raised an eyebrow and grinned, clearly enjo
âAaron..â Emily screamed in excitement and ran towards him as soon as she spotted him.âEm, my darling..â Aaron called out and opened his arms wide for her. Emily jumped into his arms and Aaron twirled her around, both of them laughing with abandon.Zahir's eyes narrowed as he watched Aaron twirl Emily around in his arms, their laughter ringing out like some kind of twisted melody in his ears. He crossed his arms, glaring at the scene as if his sheer annoyance alone could pry them apart."What is this guy, a human merry-go-round?" He muttered under his breath, his fingers tapping impatiently against his biceps. He wasnât even sure why it bothered him so much. Itâs not like he had any claim over Emily. Still, something about seeing her wrapped up in Aaronâs embrace made his blood boil.Liam, standing beside him, glanced over and smirked. "You alright there, Zahir? Youâre staring pretty hard." Liam teased and Zahir scoffed, trying to sound indifferent. "Who, me? I am fine. Just... won
The university campus was buzzing with excitement as Confluence 2024, the much-anticipated inter-university cultural and sports fest, kicked into high gear. Students from across the country had gathered for the five-day extravaganza, representing universities from all corners of the nation. Banners fluttered in the breeze, music echoed through the halls, and the energy in the air was palpable.On the sprawling grounds, clusters of students were gathered, some rehearsing their dance routines for the cultural performances, while others cheered for their favourite teams in various sports events. The main stage had become a hub of creativity, showcasing vibrant dance battles, dramatic theatre performances, and soulful musical competitions. Everywhere you looked, there was an explosion of colourâstudents dressed in beautiful attires for the cultural events while athletes wore their team jerseys with pride.In the sports arenas, fierce competitions were underway, from football, basketball
The morning light filtered through the cracks in the treehouse, casting a soft glow over the two figures entwined in sleep. Zahir was the first to wake, his eyes slowly focusing on the unfamiliar surroundings. He blinked, the events of the previous night flooding back to him. His arm was wrapped around Emily, their bodies pressed together for warmth, their clothes scattered around them.Zahirâs heart raced as he looked down at Emily, still asleep, her hair tousled and her expression peaceful. He felt a mix of emotions â confusion, regret, and a lingering desire that he couldnât quite shake off. But before he could dwell on it, Emily stirred, her eyes fluttering open.Emily quickly realised the situation. Her face flushed as she noticed their dishevelled state, the remnants of their heated encounter evident. She sat up abruptly, pulling away from Zahir and reaching for her clothes.âThis doesnât mean anything,â Emily said, her voice haughty as she hastily pulled on her shirt, her movem
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