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

“So, he’s just a few years older than me? How does that make sense? He looks a lot older than me!” I paced the room full of rage. Nothing was making sense and I had to figure out who was trying to hurt us before things got really serious. 


“He was three years above us in school. You don’t remember him?” Max asked sucking on a long metallic stick. Pale blue smoke streamed out of his nose adding to the blue hue in his bedroom.


“No, school was just too big to remember everyone.” I scratched my head racking my brain to remember. “How come he looks so old? I thought he was at least 50 years older than me.”


“The stress made him older. He couldn’t cope when his sister passed away.” Max rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling.


I had known Max since school. We weren’t that close as friends, but he always seemed to know everybody’s business and it was a good place to start my investigation.


“His sister passed away? How?” I asked.


Chapter 42: The Background