"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:)

"Show me that you're more than a mere servant- that you've got what it takes to be my queen." Set in the Heian era.

❝𝚂𝙰𝚈 𝚆𝙴'𝚁𝙴 𝙰 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽, 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝙻𝙻 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵 𝙼𝙾𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙼𝚈 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙰 𝙺𝙽𝙸𝙵𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝙰𝚃.❞ IN WHICH: He was your first love. Your deepest heartbreak and maybe your perfect revenge? You've always been wild at heart, a free spirit trapped in a life you never wanted. Love was forbidden, freedom a distant dream, and at the center of it all stood one man-Ryomen Sukuna, your brother's best friend. That one accidental sex with him, changed everything. Now, the trauma still lingers, buried under the overbearing protection of Gojo Satoru, your older brother, who kept you away from Sukuna for years. But years later, you return to work for the same man-Sukuna. Cold, distant, the man who once twisted everything, making you feel like the villain, like you tried to take advantage of him. Now, he controls your every move. You tell yourself it's fine, you're just doing your job and he's doing his. What could go wrong, right? SIKE. (Sukuna × Fem! Reader × Omegaverse modern era)

❝𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖴𝖭𝖠 𝖯𝖴𝖫𝖫𝖤𝖣 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖡𝖸 𝖧𝖠𝖨𝖱, 𝖥𝖮𝖱𝖢𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖸𝖭 𝖳𝖮 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖤 𝖧𝖨𝖬, 𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖡𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖳𝖧 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖤𝖭𝖮𝖴𝖦𝖧 𝖳𝖮 𝖥𝖤𝖤𝖫 𝖮𝖭 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖤. 𝖳𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖲 𝖢𝖠𝖲𝖢𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖣 𝖣𝖮𝖶𝖭 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖢𝖧𝖤𝖤𝖪𝖲, 𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖨𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖮𝖭𝖳𝖮 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖫𝖨𝖯𝖲 𝖠𝖲 𝖧𝖤 𝖫𝖮𝖮𝖪𝖤𝖣 𝖠𝖳 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖦𝖴𝖲𝖳 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖲𝖠𝖨𝖣, "𝖫𝖤𝖳 𝖬𝖤 𝖬𝖠𝖪𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖢𝖱𝖸𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖫 𝖢𝖫𝖤𝖠𝖱. 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖬𝖠𝖭--- 𝖧𝖤 𝖣𝖨𝖤𝖲. 𝖫𝖤𝖳 𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖬𝖠𝖭 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖸𝖮𝖴--- 𝖧𝖤 𝖣𝖨𝖤𝖲. 𝖳𝖤𝖫𝖫 𝖬𝖤 𝖨 𝖢𝖠𝖭'𝖳 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖸𝖮𝖴--- 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖥𝖴𝖢𝖪𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖣𝖨𝖤. 𝖫𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖫𝖸, 𝖨𝖥 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖣𝖠𝖱𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖫𝖠𝖸 𝖠 𝖥𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖤𝖱 𝖮𝖭 𝖬𝖤 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖴𝖳 𝖨𝖭𝖵𝖨𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭---𝖸𝖮𝖴'𝖫𝖫 𝖥𝖨𝖭𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱𝖲𝖤𝖫𝖥 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖢𝖮𝖭𝖲𝖤𝖰𝖴𝖤𝖭𝖢𝖤𝖲.❞ (Sukuna × Female Reader × Modern era). When you find yourself falling for the Man you once hated. You're aware that loving him is akin to playing with fire, yet you can't resist the pull. But what's the benefit of such a love that threatens to consume everything, leaving you in ashes? A plot that you can never predict and a twist that will keep you up all night... [Warning: Not suitable for sensitive readers, due to extreme disturbance. Read at your own risk]