The year is 1741. The Mughal dynasty is at its zenith of power . King Zayn has it all, the looks, riches and above all... he is the King of Lahore. He was a man who got what he yearned for; a man who is easily pleased and easily angered, he was unbreakable. But there is one thing that'd waver his mind, which would make him vulnerable, in his race to expand his territory, to live up to the legacy of his dauntless ancestors... And that is obsession towards women. His desire and lust for women make him known as the Mughal era's Casanova. But it's not too soon before he falls head over heels for Apsara, a court dancer, who is also known as the divine beauty all over Lahore. But the fact is... she fears him. Love. Lust. War. The Divine Beauty- Apsara. #108 in Historical Fiction as of 19 December, 2014 #104 in Historical Fiction as of 20 December, 2014 #98 in Historical Fiction as of 21 December, 2014 #91 in Historical Fiction as of 30 December, 2014 ... He stared at the blazing sun until his eyes hurt and strained due to its blinding light. He gave his eyes a shade by placing his palm on his forehead to restrict the light from falling on his perfect face. He turned and sat on the edge of his bed, holding the bed post for support. He couldn't hold it in. In the silence of the calm room, he loudly began crying. He sobbed as he could feel fresh, warm tears coming from his eyes. He didn't like to be vulnerable, he didn't want to feel this way. He was sick and tired of being alone. He had no companions, no true "friends". All the friends he actually had were wealthy aristocrats and Kings who had an eye on his immense wealth. Deep inside his heart, he knew that everyone despised and hated him. *Warning: There may be a few chapters that may contain graphic scenes and violence which'll be meant for a mature audience, though it's rated PG-13. These chapters are now private at the moment. ©Copyright sweetdreams199

Everything started when Sarah,Mona and Madeleine went to Spain. a little holiday trip after their graduation. Summer. Pools. Hot chicas. parties. Hot weather. Cheeky Guys. Just like that one that Sarah met during her last day in Madrid. It wasn't really a meeting or a date . She hated him , he hated her. And the story started when they were stuck on a desert island . Here's the story. Their story : SOADIWZM (Abbreviation lol)

Breathe /BreaTH/ [Verb]: 1 To take air into the Lungs and Exhale, especially as a physiological regular process. 2 To seem to be alive because of this. Breathing. An every day thing, A life or death must. But between lung destroying cigarettes, Gasp earning secrets, and smothering past flames, Luna and Zayn are Lucky to have one moment to step back, and simply Breathe.

"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."

A bad boy on the outside and shy on the inside + a bad girl on the inside and outside = What? Aria Hills is that bad girl. She has a terrible attitude and deffinetly not the best grades. All she wants is to be in control and have everyone listen to her. She doesn't care about boys, shopping and gosip. She is known for her trouble all over her town but nobody can do anything about it because her daddy is one of the richest man on earth. She soon finds out that her father, a record producer, has invited a world wide famous boy band to stay at her house. She dislikes all of them at first but hates, the one and only, Zayn Malik, the most. He makes her extra mad and knows just how to hit her nerves. But that one night the anger between them turns into a heated makeout session. That one action changed everything between them but is it for the best or for the worst?

if you've ever read fifty you'll see how I got the main idea of Zayn being a rich God from there. I've read too many fanfics so if there's any similarities with anything, I swear it's just a coincidence, I didn't steal anything. was rated r, so if you're not into that kind of things I won't recommend you this story, and if you'll like to read, thank you and i hope you like it! xx

❖1950's❖ It was wrong, so very wrong. I knew that I shouldn't have felt the way I did towards him, but I did. I couldn't help it. No matter how inappropriate and corrupt our relationship was, I could not let go. He had my heart and soul, everything really. The only problem was he worked for my father. He was a servant. A worker. A laborer. Highest rank: #185 in Fanfiction *One of my first stories so please don't hate on it too much!*

She is a sweet, innocent, and a normal good girl. She has brown eyes with curly brown hair. She has a lot of friends that avoid trouble. She never thought she would find love after many dating dilemmas but one night might change her life forever. He’s not her type because of his bad boy look and tattoos. He is tall and has a criminal record. Everything her parents are against. So will one night change her or him. Will one night make her do things she never thought she would ever do in her life. Will that night change him or will he let his past get the best of him.

Sometimes, the universe decides to put two random people together and make them fall for each other, but figuring out what to do next is up to them. Her boss expects her to accomplish a confidential and immoral task: destroying the biggest existing boyband from the inside. "The day that I have to prove that I love him to someone else apart from him, that'll be the last day of my life."