Durante más de un año, Emma ha tenido un gusto secreto por James, el chico guapo y simpático del instituto. El problema es que cada vez que lo tiene frente a ella, las palabras desaparecen. En la tradicional fogata del instituto, una vieja leyenda promete que un beso esa noche unirá a dos personas para siempre. Emma no cree en eso, pero decide arriesgarse. Todo se arruina cuando, en medio de los nervios y la oscuridad, besa por error a Ander Hall, el hermano de James. Lo que comienza como un momento vergonzoso se convierte en una propuesta inesperada. Ander quiere darle celos a su ex y Emma necesita una excusa para acercarse a James. Fingir que están saliendo parece la solución perfecta... hasta que los sentimientos empiezan a confundirse. ¿Y si el beso equivocado la lleva al lugar correcto? 'PROHIBIDO SU COPIA O ADAPTACIÓN' Publicación: 27/01/2025 🏆 #1 amor 28/09/2025 🏆#1 romanceadolescente 15/10/2025 🏆 #1 romancejuvenil 16/10/2025

Álvaro, un teniente Cristiano, que participó en la batalla instancias de su padre, y Aisha, una enfermera Musulmana, voluntaria en el hospital musulmán, se reencuentran después de dos años. Una traición, un amor y un anhelo. El obstáculo entre ellos y la reconquista sobre ellos.

Chikha es un término que utilizan los marroquíes para llamar a las bailarinas. No somos cualquier tipo de bailarinas, somos aquellas que divertimos a los borrachos en bodas y fiestas, somos las que matamos de envidia y celos a las mujeres de las bodas y fiestas, las que cantamos coplas y movemos nuestras cinturas al son de la rápida música. Las que cobramos del dinero que ponen en nuestras cinturas y pechos, esas que no siempre recibimos buenos tratos, esas que nos arrastramos por los suelos por un par de billetes... Yo soy Majdouline, conocida como Majdouline al-majdouba ¿El nombre? Porque dicen que cada vez que bailo y me muevo al son de la música, el suelo tiembla, las bocas se abren y la música parece inexistente comparada con mis movimientos. Mi trabajo no es digno, y me encantaría decir que bailo por placer... Sorprende a todos que diga que tengo 19 años, por eso, y para conseguir trabajo, digo que tengo 22. Estudié hasta el bachillerato, pero la situación económica en casa empeoró una vez que le diagnosticaron cáncer a mi hermana menor. Desearía decir que tengo padres, pero ellos murieron en un accidente hace un par de años. Espero que os guste, y si entras no olvides dejar tu voto y tu comentario

Sofia had spent the better part of all her life fighting her own battles, putting up with the bullshit of everyone else and becoming the person that everyone dislikes. Hard headed, strong willed and as stubborn as a door handle. She didn't know the full extent of what she was getting into and who she would be messing with when she and her friends found out about an underground street fighting world, but God knows she would plough ahead like she had nothing to lose. A fight to best the worst and a war of survival from hate and love, ready to consume her and best everything she's worked to achieve. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - DUAL POV - •Dark Romance •Forbidden Love •Enemies to Lovers •Explicit themes •Mature Sexual content •HateLove STARTED : 27/9/22 FINISHED :

No todo es de color de rosa en el amor como muchas veces nos lo pintan, y menos en una historia entre dos adolescentes

En el pintoresco pueblo de Jinan, un encuentro casual con el enigmático Reda desata una historia de amor apasionada. Pero cuando la familia de Reda desaparece sin dejar rastro, el destino se tuerce. Dos años después, Jinan intenta sanar en Bélgica, solo para descubrir que el destino aún los entrelaza. Su reencuentro enciende una llama que desafía el tiempo, pero la tragedia acecha, dejando un rastro de corazones rotos y destinos entrelazados que cambiarán sus vidas para siempre.

"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:)

Noor Ahmad, a girl trying to find her way back to her faith after experiencing a terrible accident. Khalil Hassan, a guy who moves back home after years, realising that this dunya is all just temporary. How will these lost souls cope with the change and death to find their way to their deen?