"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

|Book 3| Andorra is no closer to taking the throne than when she first entered Anlithamy. Her worst nightmare has come true, and her enemies are closer than ever. With Bazile and her old clan threatening to take over Anlithamy and steal the throne out from under her, Andorra has to figure out how she will save her people and keep her future as Queen intact. With startling news of her heritage and what is in store for her future, Andorra feels unbalanced. Her best friends are in danger, her guards seem less than thrilled to keep her alive, and there's the fact that her betrothed still wants her head on a platter. Will she save Anlithamy and become Queen? Or will she turn into the monster that plagues her soul?

|Book 2| Andorra isn't human. She's also not just the Fae Princess everyone thinks she is. She's running out of time, running out of ideas, and running out of ways to hide her biggest secret of all. Her parents are missing, her Court despises her, and her new Prince is plotting to kill her. Being a Princess is not all it's cracked up to be. Being Faerie isn't either. And Andorra has to figure out how to ascend the throne without losing herself and her new friends in the process. Unfortunately for her, everyone is watching, everyone is waiting, and everyone is plotting the downfall of Andorra, Faerie Princess, their Golden Prophecy. (highest rankings) #8 in Faerie #1 in Farie #7 in Magical

|Book 1| Andorra keeps her head down, but that doesn't stop the new guy at school from noticing her. There is something dark and sinister about him, but that only draws her closer. The only thing keeping them apart is their hatred for each other and the chill that he seems to bring with him wherever he goes. Too bad he isn't human, and too bad he has no intentions of leaving her behind. |REWRITE|

My face was twisted in contortion, and I held up my purple bra, dangling in my grasp. "What," I breathed. "Is this?" Taking one look at my destroyed piece clothing, he burst out laughing. That's it. Screaming, I ran forward and started to grab his shoulders. His eyes widened, and before I reached him, his idiotic reflexes began. I ended up with pistachio ice cream in my face, and hair. Acne for weeks. This is just how my life is. ~~~~~~~ "OHHHHHH THAT JERK!!" -justanotherfan11

I'm so not normal. I'm an Empath. I feel emotions of others. I'm apparently a very rare category of ''Supernatural Beings'' according to the school called The Avalon Institute For Supernatural Beings. God that's a mouth full. I found out that not only do a very few others like me exist, there are also, Movers, Thinkers and Shifters. One particular Shifter has gotten under my skin and just my luck he's on top of the bloody food chain. He's a Goddamn Tiger. But he elicits emotions in me that I can't believe I can feel. What's this about a... 'mate' again? Welcome to The Avalon Institute For Supernatural Beings. And just my luck, after I enter, shit hits the fan.

Kimberly Jones, better known as Kimber, is new in town. She's the beautiful and smart daughter of a Secret Service member, fully capable of handling herself in any situation. Lucas Vasquez, better known as the town's residing criminal, is shrouded by mystery and sarcasm. With sins stretching behind him almost a mile long, he's dangerous and captivating and the son of the drug cartel's leader. A man to some, a god to others, who cures boredom on a weekend with a murder or two. After dealing with deadly thugs, seductive boys, and impossible midterms, Kimber's life seems to be spiraling out of control and the first semester isn't even over yet. But when she discovers that Lucas is slowly dying and somehow her father is connected to it all, Kimber's first year of college takes a turn for the worst. Can the daughter of a law abiding family join forces with the son of America's most wanted in order to not only save themselves, but also the empire Lucas' father has built while leading the drug cartel? Or will Kimber lose Lucas forever to the secrets and evils surrounding the Vasquez family? Through unbelievable twists and discoveries, Kimber will learn quickly that when the drug cartel descends, blood runs thicker than water. And blood. Will. Run. - © 2016 [P.S- I enjoy writing big, bloody, and heart wrenching endings. You have been warned;) ]

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

Ranked #01 for Teen Fiction X4 *A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY!* WHS Story of the Month Winner: Teen Fiction The Fiction Awards Winner 2017; Best Overall Story Best Of The Beginners ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He turned slightly in his chair to face me "I'll be honest, it was a date but ended terribly." "Why did it end terribly?" His jaw clenched while contemplating whether to tell me or not "Because I was distracted." I raised an eyebrow in confusion "Distracted by what?" He looked at me directly in the eyes before answering, "You." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Avery is beautiful, carefree and outspoken. Well, she used to be. She used to thrive on adrenaline and the only way she could fulfil that need was by riding her motorcycle. Avery hasn't exactly lived the best life. With a violent ex-boyfriend, her father deserting them at a young age and her mum constantly high alongside her new husband, Avery and her sister Alena have grown up in a messy and violent environment. Determined to give her sister a proper upbringing, they escape to a new town and start a new life together, giving up on everything she loved in the process. Afraid of her past coming back to haunt her, she refuses to let anyone into her life. Her only focus is to look after her sister and get through senior year. That is until she meets Jaxon Asher who comes crashing into her life, popular amongst his peers who is also well known in the racing scene. Avery is convinced he is like every other man who's crossed paths with her. Will he prove her fears right and confirm that all men are the same; abusive and controlling or will he show her that there is still love left in this world? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Copyright: © 2016 Claireaabell All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission

Annabelle Kennedy is a normal sixteen year old unaffected by the craze of internationally famous Xavier Matthews. Annabelle won't let an eighteen year old pop star distract her for her ambitions of being a musician. Xavier Matthews doesn't know who he is anymore. His management has taken control of his very soul, so much so he doesn't like the music he makes. Organised by his management (AKA. His dad), Xavier Matthews is the star of 'his' reality TV; The Search for Cinderella. 100 completely random school girls will come to sunny California to the mansion where the games will begin. The aim; to be Xavier's date to the grand ball. He thought it's going to be just another crappy TV show, until Annabelle Kennedy gives him a rude awakening.' (JUST A FRIENDLY REMINDER that i wrote this however many years ago when I was 14 years old lol. Prepare yourself for a cliche filled, poorly edited book). I