-UNEDITED- | IBRAHIM BOOK I | Iqraam Ibrahim; a billionaire who had it all. A loving family, money, fame, an empire and was living his dream as a CEO and Racer. He felt that he was 'Content.' And that 'Content' changed to something more when he met a certain niqabi. She became his Assistant and with a little (okay alot) of sparks and feelings, he fell in love. Except there was much more to the Niqabi then just her poise and posture or intelligence. And he would do anything to call her, his. New bonds, family reunion, shocking pasts and outrageous news- all in one. Welcome to the tale of two hearts, poles apart, The Billionaire and The Niqabi. © scopian_16 2015

'Every boy is a player, Until... He meets his true one' ... "Come on Inaya! You just have to pretend" he whines trying his best to convince the girl. "Pretending also comes under the category of lying" he rolls his eyes till the back of his head if possible hearing her uttering truth. "It does? Well, One pretty girl and One pretty boy with One pretty lie sounds fair to me" he grins proudly and the poor girl looks so done by her cousins behaviour. "Wait...pretty boy sounds gay, I am Handsome so lets change that sentence-he worries about something which is not at all important but convinces the girl to be his crime partner not knowing where this will take them. Two dumb souls tied into a mature stage of life because of their own deed by uttering a pretty simple lie.

Stood Third place winner in romance category of STARLIGHT AWARDS! Previously known as "Making her mine" "Get ready . You have only 20 mins". He ordered with dominance in his voice. " for what?" she asked in a low voice . "for nikkah.." "whose nikkah?" "your nikkah" he said casually. "my nikkah? what are you saying I can't marry I am already engaged with someone I love and besides who the are you to decide my wedding?" she roared with anger clenching his collar in her tiny hands. Tears were rolling on her cheeks. "Don't make it difficult sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you but you are getting out of control.Behave yourself and I m sending beautician here. She will make you ready ." he said trying to not sound angry but he was . "whom I m getting married to?" she asked in a low whisper. "Does it matter?" she looked at him shocked. "well if you want to know than listen you are getting married to me .." "YOU ARE A RUTHLESS MONSTER WHO HAVE NO MERCY I HATE YOU I LOATHE YOU ". He turned and went out of the room closing the door with a heavy sigh. she broke down into tears and sat on ground covering herself with her hands. ________ This is a story of a mafia leader who fell in love with a girl at first sight and compelled to make her his at any cost. what will the girl do when he will marry her forcefully? what will happen when her all decisions of hating him and making his life a living hell went in vain and by passings days and nights with him under same roof she started to have feelings for him? A story of love ,hate , friendship with happy ending..

Completed on May 29, 2020. ~ "Ap...." (You....) Muntaha couldn't utter anything else as Faris 'shh'ed her. He grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her around. Their eyes met in the mirror and they stood staring into each others eyes for what felt like eternity. Muntaha couldn't handle the heat of his gaze anymore and looked down shyly making Faris chuckle. He moved all her hair to one shoulder and tied the tassel at the back. He then saw the golden neclace lying on the table. He had noticed she never took it off, last night she was wearing this necklace even though she had taken off every other jewellery and makeup which made him hide a smile. He picked up the necklace from the table and tied it around her neck. She, who was continuously looking down with her chin touching her chest, looked up when she felt something cold touching her neck. Her eyes again met his and this time she didn't look down. Actually, she couldn't look down as his grey orbs held her green ones captive. Faris then took something out from his pocket and handed it to Muntaha. She looked at her hand in confusion and realised he put some money in her hand. She questioningly looked back at him who kissed her temple and said, "Apna sadqa de dena." (Give your sadqa.) Crimson tinted her cheeks as he left the room leaving his wife in a whirlwind of emotions. The air around her giggled at the mess of a girl who stared at her husband's back with haya surrounding her. ~ This is a story about an 18-year-old girl Muntaha Saleem trying to follow her dreams. She's managing her grades as a scholarship student of a prestigious medical college. She's a know-it-all with a shy but sweet personality. Throw in Faris bin Zayyad Khan, the male version of beauty with brains. He's handsome, he's smart and he knows that. What happens when the both- the alpha male and the not-so-confident wallflower- are tied together in a knot by fate? This is my first story. Give it a try! :)