Hannah is a young British-Pakistani girl living in East London. Her strict household makes it difficult for her to escape from the pressure of being a good daughter. One such pressure leads her on a fairy-tale romance with a guy she meets at the British Museum. He ticks all the boxes except one. He isn't human. He belongs to the realm of Jinns. 
Hannah soon discovers the guy she's falling in love with is a prisoner, bound to an ancient vase for 1000 years for a crime that wasn't entirely his fault. To release the love of her life from his sentence, Hannah must embark on a dangerous journey that will not only break her away from her own family but will also attract the attention of entities in the Jinn world that should never have learned how far a human will go to save the Jinn she loves. 

Don't Say the Jinn Word

The blood gushed around my head and I felt lightheaded. I took several deep breaths and excused myself in search of the bathroom. 


Vazar is leaving. Vazar is leaving. The chant played itself over and over in my head. I stumbled down the corridor, heaving big deep breaths in an effort not to crumple onto the soft carpet under my feet. As the staff toilets came into view, I couldn’t help but break out into a full-on run. Bursting through the door, I made a beeline for the nearest cubicle and slammed the door shut behind me. In the safety of the tiny box, I released the tears that had been threatening to spill over. Desperation pored from every part of my body and I willed myself to calm down and not panic.


I had to speak to Vazar but I knew it was too early to give Ms Saunders the slip. I had to hold it together and complete my shift before I could formulate a plan.


Chapter 20: The Warning