The beguiling story of nineteen-year-old Asma who discovers that her husband is not the dreamy lover that she married. With a family of deep-buried secrets and deceit, Asma finds her delicate soul tainted by a past of infidelity and drugs. When she is ostracised by her own family, reality becomes impossible to escape. But what is it that keeps her from leaving.. can love really conquer all? ❝ Dramatic, refreshing, alternative ❞ ❝ Suspensful ❞ ❝Delicious! A brilliant read ❞ (PG 16) Copyright © 2024 All Rights Reserved. DO NOT EXTRACT, COPY, SCREENSHOT OR SHARE ANY OF THE CONTENT OF THIS BOOK WITHOUT OFFICIAL PERMISSION.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Denovan's voice is calm, yet laced with quiet menace. I freeze, my mind racing. Why is he in my room? And more importantly, why does he even care? He made it clear he doesn't. "I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION!" he suddenly roars, snapping me out of my thoughts. His fury is undeniable-the bulging vein in his neck, the sharpness in his eyes. I swallow hard, my heart hammering. "I... it's none of your business," I manage, though my voice betrays me with a slight stutter. Wrong answer. In a flash, he's on me, slamming me against the wall, his hands locking my wrists in place. His breath is warm, his grip unyielding. _________________________________________ FATE HAS A WAY OF WORKING ITS MAGIC.

******************************************* "but I need you to accept the bad bits." "But why do you need them? You said once that you didn't want me to hardly the bad parts because you didn't want me to loose my innocence. But why is my innocence at the cost of yours." "Because I lost mine, a long time ago. There's no hope for me," I told her, "I know you think I'm worth saving, but if I'm being honest, I can't be saved." ******************************************* Patrick never knew what it meant to be happy before his wedding day. Now a year after that day, Patrick's life has finally fallen into place. A thriving empire, an inner circle that he trusts with his life and an adoring wife that he cherishes everyday. But when dark forces arise, Patrick feels the need to protect his world more than ever. Will Patrick overcome the demons from his past and present or will he die trying to save the life he never thought he had? HEY WATTPAD READERS! THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO 'ARRANGED MARRIAGE'. IT WON'T MAKE SENSE UNLESS YOU READ THAT FIRST. PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT AND ENJOY THE BOOK!

Book 1 of the Mafia series. (Currently under major editing) Thea Castillo, 23 year old, sister and twin of the Mexican Mafia leader, Jake Castillo Mason Del Rey 25 years old, Leader of the Italian Mafia They both have to get married to make a deal But along the way people from her past seem to be returning and all trying to kill her How will this end? 15+ some chapters might be a bit to detailed Completed 4/29/19 Started editing 12/13/19

~◆~ "We have no other choice than to marry you off to Mr. Knight's grandson, Jacob." I looked up at my parents in shock "What! you guys are joking right?" "I'm afraid we're not" my dad said looking me in the eyes. I can't believe what I'm hearing! My parents are marrying me off?! I looked over to my stepmom for help "mom?" "That's it. Whatever your dad says goes" "But-" "No buts Sophia, our decisions are final!" My dad said in a stern voice. My life sucks! ______________________________________________________ ____________________________________ What happened when a 24 year old woman named Sophia Scott, dad and her stepmom become poor from the loss of their job by gambling? What happens when she is forced into to marrying a cruel, heartless man, who mistreats her, so that her parents can be rich again? The most feared Mafia leader in all the city... Jacob Knight Will fate do it's work and make them fall in love with eachother or will the fall into a deep hatred for each other until they die? Find out by following Sophia's tearful, most memorable journey of the of all time in the book called 'Arranged Marriage' [WARNING: This book is filled with mature content that may not be suitable for some readers] ~◆~ Cover by @aditixh on wattpad

~BOOK 4 IN THE DESIRES SERIES~ STARTED ON 5 JANUARY 2022 FINISHED ON 21 MARCH 2022 Quote:Forgiveness is the way to find peace, until we learn to forgive only then we will be happy Sequel to untainted desires. #3 in bullystory. On. 25-march-2022 #8 in desires On 20-feb-2022 #6 in Nigerian On 26-feb-2022 #19 in Africa On 15-march-2022 #14. In desires. On. 25-march-2022 #1 in Hausa on 12-April-2022 #2 in Nigeria. On 5-nov-2022 He was her bully, She was the reason he got expelled. What happened after several years there path cross again. Huzaif and farhana where long highschool mate she was a junior and huzaif was a senior in his last year, One glance at Farhana he feel the need to make her life in the school miserable, he has an overwhelming DISTASTEFUL DESIRES toward her, to quench that Odium desires he bullied her to the point that she couldn't endure the pain and reported him to the school authority which lead to him been expelled. After several years he's back again in her life, this time as her lecturer in the final year of her university. With the fire of vengeance burning in huzaif he vow to avenge what she did to him. Never did he know that single vindictive act will be a start of his karma, one that will quench the odium and Distasteful desires into a besotted infatuation that will cost him everything.

"Look Ayan...," I started, ready to announce my decision, "I know your brother is a total weirdo and can't do romance and stuff but I can't ignore his good qualities. I mean it's not like I am head over heels for him but yeah, he seems like a good guy. Now, if he proves to be a jerk in future, then I'm sure I won't think twice before breaking his bones. Therefore, you can tell him I'm ready for the marriage." "Well thank you, my lady. I promise you won't regret your decision," I heard him and immediately recognised the owner of the voice. It wasn't Ayan. Shit!! Did I just make a fool of myself in front of HIM. Oh my Allah! "And about that romance thing..." He spoke again as he turned to me and I swear I could hear my heartbeats, "I'll prove you wrong after marriage." . . . Ashiya Zarin, a 24 year old practicing muslimah who is crazy, sweet and innocent. She's cheerful and loves to make others happy. What happens when she meets Ahan Rahman, a smart, straightforward and serious guy? Start reading to know about their journey full of comedy, surprises and of course romance.

#1 in What's hot list and still counting going on. Allahamdulilah. Thank you my beautiful readers. "You're a bad omen.. If anyone see your face first in the morning then nothing good will happen like it happened with me. " His eyes blazing in anger as he spoke these words. "It wasn't my fault... It was Allah's will.. Please don't say these words I am your wife. " She was crying as she replied. He roughly caught her hair and pinned her to the wall eyes blazing in anger. "Never ever do you say that you're my wife.. Understand??" He spoke as he more gripped her shoulders forcefully as he threw her on the floor. "You filthy rag..you don't deserve me" with that he walked away. He hated her She loved him with all her heart. He treated her like a maid She did all her duties as a housewife. When he needed her she was there before he could call her. When he realised his mistake it was already too late. Cover credit goes to @_PrincessRapunzel_

The door flung open into the dark room, lightening struck the dark sky shining a little light on the shirtless man that stood by the doorway. "Who's there" my shaky voice masked with fear asked. Paying a deaf ear to my question he walked deeper into the room towards my bed as my shaky hands drew the covers higher over my whimpering self, right up to my nose. "Khalil?" my voice sounded weird coming through the thick duvet, it felt awkward calling his name I mean am I even allowed to call him that? I was more scared now that I knew who it was. What was he doing in room? A loud thunder sound came as he sat beside me, a little too close. Does this man know he's shirtless and in my room at eleven p.m? "Have you chosen a surrogate?" his thick voice cut through the sound of raindrops and my train of thoughts. I slowly shook my head at him. "Relax"He raised his hand to my face which was still covered halfway and slowly dragged down the covers down to my abdomen revealing my bare arms in my spaghetti strap v neck nightwear. I scanned the room for my robe and found it hanging on the coat rack in the far end of my room, I would get up to get it but my nightgown didn't really qualify as a gown. I watched his eyes travel up my body landing on my chest, his Adams apple bobbed up. He shut his eyes and when he opened them, they landed on mine sending shivers down my spine... Hidaya Hassan Abdulqadir thought she lost it all when her parents and lover all died in a plane crash, she slowly tried to move on from then letting the almighty take control after a year of grieving. She is married off to electronic magnet, Khalil Nuhu DanMaliki who was her father's business partner in hopes of saving her fathers legacy. Follow them on their journey through marriage and see how their love unfolds even though true love can only be permanent in Jannah. All rights reserved®

Have you ever loved something to the extent that you could lie blatantly about it? In Jalilah's case, she had. She had loved ballet since she was a little girl, but being born from a northern Nigerian family, she had never got to be the ballerina she had always dreamed of. Did she let go of that dream? No, because she would lie for the sake of ballet, she would lie about being married so her mother could let her leave! Yazeed had never been choked up in a mess like this, but he had no choice but to stay mute and watch the drama unfold before his eyes. How would you feel to have a girl lie to her mother about you being her husband right before your eyes? They left, and she got what she had always been dreaming of. She knew she would love him someday, but she had never seen that day to be this close. What would she do? After knowing that their days together were numbered, she had to find another lie to tell her mother for them to find their separate ways. It got to the point that she couldn't pretend anymore, and she asked him the question. "Can I be your Mrs?" Yazeed had heard that question more than he cared to count, but she had never gotten an answer from him. Would he say yes and make her his lawful Mrs without her past life poking up? Or he would say no and live with the regret of not having her in his life? Which would be a topping to his already grieving soul.