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

I paced around the compact 3 by 6 cell that the guards had thrust me into. I didn’t know where they had taken Hannah. All chaos broke lose when she projected fire from her hands. I didn’t even know that power existed within the jinn kind. Had things evolved so rapidly in the last 100 years of my incarceration that I was unaware such power was accessible? 


Hannah’s ability shocked us all, her included. None of us saw that one coming. As soon as she closed her palms, the guards jumped her and the other guards restrained me. They took Hannah away first, and then dragged me away kicking and screaming. I looked down at my ankle. They had fitted me with a device that stopped any attempts at materializing, so I was trapped in the space they had confined me in.


I lost all sense of time and didn’t know how long I paced until I heard her.


HANNAH? HANNAH? I’M HERE! WHERE ARE YOU? I answered.


Chapter 37: The Holding Cell