He was fire. And she was the moth caught in his flame. Arya Ali is the type of girl every parent wished they had. She's always tried her hardest to be perfect. A perfect daughter, a perfect friend, and a perfect Muslim. She had her priorities straightened out, a future imagined for herself. And now that she's gotten accepted to the Fashion Design Academy of Paris, she's one step ahead to fulfill her dreams. Asad Shah is the type of boy parents kept their daughters away from. Whose top priority was the see how many girls he can get in a single week. He's far from a perfect son, and farther from being a perfect Muslim. He's always had a way of getting what he wanted and this time Arya Ali is on the top of his list. *** #1 in #hindi 09.27.2025

【 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐬; 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 】 *** 𝙕𝙤𝙝𝙖 𝙌𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙞 Not only is she a successful lawyer, but she has never lost a case in her life. She's strong-willed and confident. But then, one unfortunate night she's taken from the familiarities of her home and work and swept into the world of criminals. 𝘼𝙡𝙞 𝘼𝙜𝙝𝙖 Not only is he dangerously handsome, but just as lethal. Now, he has his eyes on the infamous lawyer and won't rest until he gets her to do his bidding. But he knows that taming a woman like Zoha Qureshi will be a hard challenge, even for a dangerous criminal like him. But Ali Agha loves challenges. 1 in #Arab 03.15.2025 1 in #middleeast 06.30.2025 1 in #desi 07.06.2025 1 in #good 10.28.2025 1 in #middleeast 11.01.2025 1 in #islam 12.05.2025

Since being liberated from the Romans, the hatred has shifted towards the Highlanders of the North. Her father swore that not one of his children would marry a highlander nor bore his children. For fifteen years, Joanna had heard this. Being the oldest of four daughters, she was constantly reminded. But it comes as a shock when her father announces her betrothed. It is not Prince Andrew of the East, a proper Englishman, but Sir Kincaid a savage chieftain of the Highlands. Joanna is taken away from her comfortable life inside stone walls to a small tribe nestled in the rolling hills. Not only does Joanna have to adjust to a new lifestyle, but a savage husband ten years older than herself. Joanna wants only to go home while Kincaid wants something more. The two think they will hate each other forever. That is until an unfortunate injury. Joanna can finally see through his arrogance and Kincaid can see through her anger. Can they understand one another and become something more? ~Everything in this book may not be historically accurate~

** "Maximilian?" I blink at her silently. She just called my name. By my name. Instead of feeling repulsed and detested by that sound I instead can't feel anything anymore. All I can see is her. My breath stops for a moment again. Just like back in the tent. "Yes it's me." I say, quickly looking away from her side. "Why are you here?" She asks me coldly taking my hand away from her cheek. She then sits up straight in the sofa, far from me. I silently drop my hand back to my lap. I kind of felt disappointed. "Why can't I be here? Can't a husband visit his wife whenever he wants?" She shakes her head. "You're not like other husbands. And I'm not like other wives. You're a husband that's still hung up on their first love. And I'm a wife that wants nothing to do with you." She says with her tired eyes, after having slept only for 2 hours. _____________________________ Maximillian, the Emperor of the Kaisenarch Empire, who still love his first love. Elizabeth, the Empress that only wanted her husbands love She had taken years to realize, that maybe her marriage was always doomed, from the beginning. And her feelings will never be reciprocated. She falls first, he falls harder trope. ______________________________ This is a story I wanted to make from "A stepmother's marchen" or "The fantasy of a stepmother". With the characters Maximillian and Elizabeth. I so badly wanted to see their relationship Develop. None of this is my own

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

She was just an ordinary girl with an ordinary crush on a celebrity. She never thought she'd actually have to meet him. Until she does. This is a simple story of a fan and an actor and how their lives are linked inexplicably by the magic of art.

(alternatively called: slow burn, second-hand embarrassment, and shenanigans) A girl made up of short fuses, clumsy feet and copious amounts of sarcasm has to team up with her irritatingly obnoxious neighbour in the name of love (also known as raging teenage hormones). Because in the grand scheme of things, what's a little deal with the devil? (Spoiler Alert: absolute chaos.) cover by xdemonsflowerx

A strange man by the name of Collin claims he comes from 25 years into the future and tells Emma that she will be married in a year's time. He even leaves her a clue - he is someone she has already met. Who is Collin anyway? *Highest rank: 44 in ChickLit

He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.