"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:)

(I, of course, do not own anything except my OC Mark and some other OCs I might shove in. Boku No Hero Academia and the plot belongs to Kohei Horikoshi. I'm putting this here for there isn't an A/N on top of every chapter you read. Also a treat for dub anime watchers. I watch the episodes as I write the arch I'm in and I tried to keep the dialogue as close as possible to the anime dub. So most of the dialogue also doesn't belong to me, when it's my dialogue you'll know it.) Mark didn't see 'hero' and 'villain' there was no 'black' and 'white' in the matter. Mark saw grey when it comes to heroes and villains. In the end, they were all just human, some of which were dealt a bad hand in the game called life. Where being a hero wasn't a choice for some. But even if it was a choice, there must be an important reason behind that choice.

ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ɪᴛ ɪᴍ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴜᴛᴇᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs(sᴏᴡᴡʏ!) ________________________________________ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ʙɴʜᴀ x ᴏᴘ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ __________________________________________________________ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ sɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ʙᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴜғғ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ- ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜɪs sʜɪᴛᴛʏ sᴛᴏʀʏ!＼(^▽^＠)ノ ǫᴜɪʀᴋ: ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɪs ᴜsᴇᴅ: ᴄᴀɴ ᴜsᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ǫᴜɪʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜsᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀɴ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴀ ǫᴜɪʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ;ᴛʜᴇ ᴜsᴇʀ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ's ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ǫᴜɪʀᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ- ᴅʀᴀᴡʙᴀᴄᴋs: ɴᴏ ʟɪᴍɪᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴀ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜsᴇʀ ɢᴏᴇs ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ǫᴜɪʀᴋ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏʀʀɪʙʟᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴀʟʟ!ɪ'ʟʟ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ- ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄʜᴜ ᴀʟʟ ＼(^▽^＠)ノ (Now continuing )

Welcome to the world of Slamdunk🏀

"I'm a mess with a heartbeat~♡" This is a story about you, a sarcastic, sleep deprived yet bright girl, people tend to misunderstand your awkward demeanor. But once they get to know you, you bet God would wanna bless their soul- ~~~~~~ "Life isn't measured by minutes, but in heartbeats." Heartbeats, an alternate code for emotions. It's the only thing keeping us alive. For you, a heartbeat not only controls your life, but your quirk as well. "So it gives you the power to advance, but it also has the potential to immobilise you." "Ironic, isn't it?" "You're the one to talk" ~~~~~~~ Don't expect this to be like any typical bnha fanfiction, I try to make it more interesting. But I could just be bluffing- who knows? You'll just have to read to find out~ ~Bnha~ [ Female reader insert ]

Didn't expect to get hit by a truck, but what happens happens. Now I'm a saiyan, and Goku's older brother to boot! Join Nasu on his journey as he travels through the dragonball universe and it's many trials! (Undergoing Major Rewrites right now, if you read not all of it is going to be the same later on)

Y/N meeting the strawhats a life changing moment Will there be love or ships we may never know 😉

(One Piece x Female! Reader) (The reader in this story has a set body shape, but everything else is left ambiguous) Reborn in the stars, time and time again, her knowledge and power has made the world government feel threatened just by her existence. With the passion of fire, grace of the wind, beauty of the water, and power of the earth, she vows to make him the King of Pirates.

[One Piece, F!Reader] Being one third of one of the legendary ancient weapons sounds like a dream come true. 'Unlimited' power? The ability to see the future? Think more like having a nagging sibling/weapon in your head, a freaky blood colour and killer headaches. Not to mention being a notorious (ex)assassin. It's just like the world's happy to see you shoved under the rug as a freak of nature. So when the Straw-hat crew shows up in Loguetown, you jump at the chance to prove yourself. Time for the world to see you are more than the sum of your parts! Current arc: Thriller Bark

"Reality is often cruel to those who dream, as how the seas, too, are often cruel to those who call themselves pirates." A seasoned merchant of the New World drifts in the weakest sea of all, and finds a dream in the form of Luffy, adventures, and piracy. "How unlucky we are, to be named pirates in this age, but truly, I will not have it any other way." ------ Current Arc: Whisky Peak, Alabasta ➔ no beta we die like men ➔ reader x various | males, females, & okama