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

Fawaaz sighed, a long deep breath, that could have been the prelude to something good or bad. “I have been in lengthy discussions with the elders. It took some convincing, but the odds are in our favour. With the development of Hannah’s new powers, the elders are reluctant to force you two to separate and go your own ways.  They are uncertain of what lengths Hannah will go to, to remain by Vazar’s side. Therefore, they have decided it is best to release Vazar from the vase.”


I held my breath, waiting for the but to come. There was no way the elders were going to let us get off scot-free.


“But…” he paused for added effect.


There it was, the ‘but’. My heart skipped a beat.


“But, Vazar must serve his punishment in an alternative way. Community service at the local university. One day a week.”


“Oh, that isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s great!” Vazar let go of my hand and sank into a nearby chair. 


I nodded. Community service was welcome news. 


Chapter 40: The Signing