#Book 1 In The Legacy Series. Arwa Mas'ud and Muhammad Hisham Maleek are opposites in every way-she's a young, idealistic student with a love for novels and a passion for change; he's a wealthy businessman with a hidden life as a detective. _____________________ Arwa knew she shouldn't have challenged him. But when she stood up against Hisham-the cold, arrogant detective with too much power and too much pride-she never imagined the price she would pay. A single argument, a moment of defiance, and suddenly, she's trapped in a forced marriage with a man who would rather punish her than love her. Hisham never let anyone get the better of him. Yet Arwa had humiliated him in front of an audience, and he wasn't the type to forgive. Marrying her was supposed to be a lesson-a way to remind her who truly held the power. But what happens when the lesson backfires? When the girl who was meant to break refuses to bend? When the man who swore he wouldn't care starts to? And when enemies lurking in the shadows realize that the easiest way to destroy Hisham... is through the wife he never wanted? Some battles are fought with weapons. Others with words. This one? It's war. Read to find out.

Matar shi ce ta farko bata san haihuwa, idan ta samu ciki sai ta zubar, as ending yake yin auren sirri da mai aikin gidan

Isabelle Bleiken was only there for a job, and it was just another day when suddenly a group of men kidnapped her. She doesn't know what she was gonna do until she woke up in an unfamiliar surroundings so when the blindfolds were removed and she opened her eyes. It was a nightmare, she was in an... Auction??? Different random men were bidding on her...thousands turns into millions. She didn't know what to do when suddenly one guy...one guy bought her for 50 million dollars. And that guy is the only Rafael Knight. The cold and cunning billionaire who doesn't know how to be kind to someone. Even just hearing his name makes her nervous. But he didn't only bought her for her to be his slave. He needs something from her...more than a slave could ever give. Rafael needs her help and Isabelle's timing is perfect. She needs his help as well. Then she has no choice but to accept it. What does he wants to do? ˝I bought you to be my wife." He needs a wife to prove to his Father and his whole family that he deserves his family's company more than his older brother deserves it. But that was not the only reason why he needs a wife. Belle has one problem... How can you turn down a hot billionaire like him? *Married to the Bidder is finally complete*

*** Dariya ya saki a wurin, dariya yake yi had'e da goge kumatun shi kamar tab'abbe, wai shine yau yake kuka akan mace, shi ya ma manta rabon da yayi kuka Maybe tun yana primary school, amma wai shine yake zubar da hawaye akan wata dama bata san yanayi ba, haushin kanshi yaji ya kamashi******

"You think you're going to walk down an aisle for that old man?I'm done being the nice guy, Mishti. I'm ready to force this. I'll film every second of it-every filthy look on your face, every pathetic sound you make. I'll send that video to that old dick and let him watch exactly how his 'innocent' little bride moans while she's being ruined by a monster. I'll tell him explicitly, in detail, how I was the one who broke your hymen." I shivered violently, my knees feeling like they were made of water. The sheer brutality in his voice, mixed with the painful, heat-inducing pressure of his hands on my chest, made my head spin. "Sultan, please..." I whispered, my voice a broken, wet thread. He leaned in closer, his nose brushing against mine, his blood-red eyes burning into my soul. He gave my breasts one last, punishing squeeze before sliding his hands up to cup my face with a terrifying intensity. "Then give me something better, Mishti," he growled, his breath hot and smelling of dark desire. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't just rip the rest of these clothes off, throw you on that bed, and finish this right now? Why should I show you even a second of mercy?" I looked at his lips, then back at his crazed eyes. My body was betraying me; between the fear and the way he was handling me, a slick, treacherous heat was pooling between my thighs. My heart was thundering, not just from terror, but from a dark, shameful need to be claimed by the very man who was threatening to destroy me.

Sahara Akbar is a happy-go-lucky, naïve 19 year old Muslim girl, raised with high morals and ethics. She tries her best every single day to practice her religion as well as she can in order to reach the highest form of her spiritual life. But there are times she gets sidetracked, like when she gets late for Nama'az because she spends too much time watching Netflix or when she sees a random cute guy on the streets and falls in "love". Hey, I said she tries, I didn't say she was perfect. Damian Visiliev is a tatted up ruthless, arrogant, cold-hearted billionaire, who could care less about religion. All he cares about is W.W.S: Wealth. Women. Sex. Settling down and getting married is something that doesn't exist in his life. Period. In fact, he despises the idea of spending a lifetime with one person because he doesn't believe in the idea of loving one person for the rest of one's life. But what happens when you throw two polar opposites into each other's world? In fact, how does a Muslim girl, who's trying hard to be a good Muslim and a Russian businessman, who doesn't give a damn about anything even end up intertwined in each other's worlds? Will there be forbidden desire that stirs between them? Well, I guess you're about to find out. Join the journey full of romance, drama, heartbreaks, and mysteries. **YOU DONT HAVE TO BE A MUSLIM TO READ THIS** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

"If you could ask the Devil a question, what would it be?" - - - ••• Alexander Romano ••• Handsome. Charming. Deranged. Psychotic. Obsessive. Controlling. Sinister. Cold. Those are the only few words that can be used to describe such a person, if one can even call him that. He gets what he wants, when he wants it. He has everyone wrapped around his fingers, like they're his personal puppets. ••• Laila Khan ••• Beautiful. Graceful. Shy. Kind. Compassionate. Affectionate. Spiritual. Warm. Everything she does moves everyone around her in awe. Her heart is made of pure gold, there is no denying that. She never asks anyone for anything that would cause inconvenience. She's the first person to sacrifice her own needs for other's happiness. - - - Alexander's next target, his next want, his next plaything is Laila Khan. The second he laid eyes on her untouched, innocent frame, he knew he wanted her. He wants her in his own sick, twisted way. He wants to break her, crushing her soul until she can't identify as anyone except his woman. He'll do anything possible to have her, he'll use every and any method to shatter her. She'll be his, only his. Note: - Everyone (including people of different religions and cultures) are welcome to read this! - I don't want any haram police attacking me bc this is NOT a spiritual-focus story.

Kowane ɗan Adam, ɗauke yake da littafi, mai tarun shafukan ƙaddara, idan ka karanta fejin yau, sai ka buɗe na gobe zaka san me yake ɗauke da shi. Sai dai ummi na iya cewa, tun da ta buɗi ido, ba ta taɓa cin karo da shafin da buɗe shi yayi mata daɗi ba, sarƙar ƙaddara ke ta janta daga wannan tarago zuwa wancan ko menene dalili?...

labari akan wata yarinya me rawar kai da rashin jin magana sam, labari akan taɓarɓarewar zumunci, tarbiyya da rayuwar 'ya mace idan ta rasa me jiɓantar lamarinta, Yayin da ake zaton wuta a maƙera katsam se ta bayyana a masaƙa, ku kasance dani dan jin me ze faru a wannan littafin