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

There were not enough words in the English language to describe what I was seeing. Jumana was spectacular. We had arrived in a forest of sorts, tall green trees cast long shadows on the grass. Behind us a waterfall of crystal-clear water descended from somewhere high above. 


The dirt path under our feet glowed reddish-brown with a natural material I had never seen before. A yellow butterfly-looking creature fluttered past my face and I ducked hoping it wouldn’t fly into my hair.


“Are you okay?” Vazar asked appearing next to me.


“I’m fine. It’s just a butterfly, I think.” 


“It’s actually a similar to your standard fly you have at home. That’s a bigger version of it.” Vazar stated matter-of-factly.


“Come along, no time for chit-chat.” Harry led the way down the path and we dutifully followed. 


Chapter 35: Their World