❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

WINNER OF READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 (Historical Fiction) Stone hearts. Silver to gold. And the fierce need to prove oneself. [THIS STORY IS PENDING MAJOR EDITS TO CHARACTERS AND PLOTS]. Sequel: Silver Skies Highest ranks: #1 in Arabia || #3 in History || #51 in Assassin || #90 in Spiritual

*SEQUAL TO GOLDEN STORMS* The great gates of Tridari have closed behind Falaq and Hudayfa. Secrets hide in the shadows and relationships are built and broken throughout the Palace' catacombs. What awaits will test the young warrior's resolve and the assassin's loyalties.

"YOU FOOLISH GIRL, NOT EVEN YOUR STORIES CAN SAVE YOUR BEAUTIFUL THROAT." Khai killed 1000 girls before he got to her. And he would make sure she would die like the others. His beautiful hands demand blood on them. Mazeeda would make sure that she'll be the last girl Khai would ever kill. Her beautiful neck will not be touched by a blood-coated blade. She will take her friends place. If Mazeeda cannot save her own life with trained hands, she will do it with her quick mind and sly mouth. During the night, she weaves stories never told before to Khai; in the morning, she roams the palace to escape. With each tale she tells, the more she realizes these aren't just stories; but something much greater. Something that Khai is keeping from her, things he does not want to be let out. Somewhere a 1000 miles across the sand kept land, three brothers are plotting something that'll end the reign of the monster and save their sister.

Liyah's breath hitched in her throat. The sandy desert stretched for miles and miles, without end. She looked at the two in front of her with an exasperated expression etched on her face, "Tell me this gets easier." Rayan smirked, "Careful, habibti. A fool off his guard could fall, and fall hard, out there on the dunes." موجَز Liyah Mahmoud travels to her estranged native lands of Almasahra when she learns that her grandmother is terminally ill. Thrown into a mysterious battle by the princess and her royal guard, she has no choice but to leave behind a world she thought she once knew. What seems like an innocent trip to the desert country soon becomes a quest to defeat an unknown force of evil. • inspired by one thousand and one nights + aladdin •

Love conquers all but death takes all. ------------------------------ "Trying to leave so fast?" a deep voice questioned as a man stepped out from behind the shadows. As he appeared in the light, I caught a glimpse of his face. Tanned with slight stubble, he was dressed in all black. His brown eyes seemed so warm yet so full of terror that I felt myself take a step back in fear. He was undeniably attractive, his hair pushed back and his muscles prominent through his black shirt. He circled around me with a cruel smile on his face, a short dagger in his hand covered in mesmerizing scriptures. As he pressed the blade into his thumb, his eyes moved from the blade to my face. "So, young princess. How do you explain your presence?" he asked, stalking towards me, tantalizingly. My eyes were glued to his eyes, and I felt the warm feeling of butterflies in my stomach. Electricity crackled between us, the purple veins giving us life as he stepped closer. Mesmerized, I remained silent, my eyes wide with awe. My hands stuck to my sides and my knees glued to the stone, cold floor. What was happening to me? ------------------------------ When Princess Ayeesha of the Jarula kingdom is captured by the Karians, she will do anything to get back to her family. As she is taken deeper into the world of Kara and its King, she discovers friendship, pain, and betrayal from the people closest to her and from those afar. Secrets are unveiled and the truth is revealed along with a sinister plot that will cause their ruin. Join Princess Ayeesha and King Firdaus on this thrilling adventure of greed, passion, and most of all, love. Update: Major Re-Writing starting 3/27/20

In the winding streets of the Persian Empire, a poor girl is chosen to become the third prince's concubine. Aliya Farhad has no interest in the lofty ideas of the palace, the staff, or her lover. Prince Cairo has all the interest in his blue-eyed Arabic mistress. But things change when Aliya realizes that the prince is gaining power - and not in a political sense. After all, it's quite a strange sight to see one's lover gaining cosmic power from a tiny oil lamp. *** A 1001 Nights and Aladdin Retelling.

[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Historical Fiction. Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Spiritual Category. Winner of Best Muslim Readers' Choice Awards: Prince of Knights _____________ Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also known for their bravery and leadership. Faris, son of Sheikh Mubarak a hard-hearted man known among his tribe. No man is brave enough to raise his voice in his presence. His mission was to demolish his enemy's tribe for annihilating one of his men. However, fate decided something new when blood feud was only resolved by his marriage to the daughter of his enemy. Raghad is just like any other Muslim girl, who wishes to marry the man of her dreams but she meets Faris the Knight with no heart. He only fears his Lord his maker and no one else. With no other option to resolve blood feud Raghad steps over her dreams to shield her tribe. Will Faris unbolt the gates of his heart for her? Read to find out what happens in this love story. Prince of Knights, based on a Bedouin lifestyle. FOLLOW TO READ!

"Who did you say she is?" Osman demanded from the man. The prisoner was shaking and pleading for his life but did not say anything as he got aware of the terrible blunder he had made. "Answer me or I will end your miserable life right here right now" waves of anger was visible in Osman's eyes. He raised his sword intending to cut the man's throat. "Stop" Arta shouted. Osman slightly turned his head to Arta's direction while his sword was still high above his head ready to strike. Arta's heart was beating so fast, she was frightened but at the same time, she couldn't see this monster kill one of her people and do nothing. "I am Shahzadeh Arta. The only daughter of King Darian." Arta confessed. Her voice was louder than normal and a bit shaky. Osman chuckled coldly. A devilish smile appeared on his face. In the blink of an eye, he cut the man's throat. Everyone was silent only a faint hysteric cry of a woman from the cage could be heard. Arta's body was numb. She was just gazing at the man's lifeless body with teary eyes. Osman turned back and after cleaning the blood on his sword with the prisoner's clothes he lowered his head and whispered into Arta's ear, "you are just a slave now".