Every girl, whether she is confident or not, at time of nikkah, become hesitated to say yes. The feeling that your sur name is going to change and you are giving your life to another person is very horrible. Same was the case with Saba. She saw toward Sahir who was looking to another side. His face was so serious that Saba felt afraid of him. .................... It is the story of Saahir and Saba. Join their journey of halal love. Winner of Swan book awards! Hello guys! This is my first novel so it will contain mistakes. Please tolerate it and give me your honest comments. Book cover by YoungWwriter. I am so thankful for this beautiful cover😍 Read! Enjoy! Vote and share it😊

😍💕💕😍𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱, ℌ𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔯😍💕💕😍 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- The classroom had emptied hours ago. The last of the afternoon light slanted through the dusty windows, catching the particles floating in the air like tiny, suspended stars. She stood in front of him, her hijab clutched tightly in her trembling hands. Her eyes were red and swollen, but she was no longer crying. She had passed that stage. "I understand," she said, her voice strangely steady, "that I am nothing like you." He opened his mouth. "Don't." She raised a hand. "Don't pretend. I've heard everything." Her voice cracked, but she forced herself to continue. "Your mother is better than me. In every way. She's educated. She's refined. She's..." She swallowed. "She's everything I'm not." He took a step toward her. "I never wanted to marry you either," she continued. "We're still in school. Who gets married in school?" A tear slipped down her cheek. "I never should have listened to Achal. I never should have trusted what she told me." Her fingers tightened around her hijab. "I should have known. How could someone like you ever like someone like me?" "That's not-" "You shouldn't be worried." She stepped back before he could come any closer. "You really shouldn't." She drew in a shaky breath. "We're young now. We can't do anything about it." Her eyes met his. "But when we grow up, we can." There was something frighteningly certain in her voice now. "I promise you, when we grow up, I will leave you. I'll tell everyone that I don't want this marriage-the marriage that was forced upon us when we were children." He stared at her. He didn't know it yet. But one day, those words would become the last thing he ever wanted to hear.

"Let go of me," she warned, her voice shaking. "I'll scream if you don't leave me alone." Suddenly Ashar grabbed her hand with an unwavering gaze. His desperation seeping into his every word. "I didn't hold your hand to hurt you, Zuni. I held it because I can't lose you again. You're coming with me. Right now." Her fear reached its peak. Her eyes darted around the empty street, searching for help, but the rain had driven everyone away. "Let me go!" she yelled, trying to wrench her arm free. "Somebody, help me! Please! Ya Allah, save me!" Ashar could feel the terror radiating from her, but he couldn't stop. He couldn't let her walk away-not now. The rain poured harder, washing over them as he tightened his grip, dragging her towards the jeep. Her struggles became more violent. She bit his hand, hard enough to draw blood, but he didn't let go. His face twisted in pain, but his resolve was unshaken. "I'm sorry, Zuni," he muttered under his breath. "I don't have a choice." With one swift motion, he opened the jeep's door and practically lifted her inside. She screamed, kicking and thrashing, but he managed to shut the door and lock it. ---- Billionaire Series #2

He fell fast 😍, and he fell harder still🫣, The world believes he never fell, or he never will. 💕-------------------💕 "Please, Zarun, don't do this! I'm begging you!" Areeba's voice cracked, laced with desperation. "Well, your request is denied." His tone was maddeningly indifferent. "You're horrible!" Areeba cried. "So horrible!" "Yes. And?" "Have some mercy on me!" she pleaded one last time, her voice raw. "Please, I am begging you." "No." Sakina's legs wobbled as she clutched the doorframe for support, feeling faint. "This is too much. I'll never forgive myself for what I've done to her," she whispered, pressing a trembling hand to her forehead.

Alessandra Romano is a 16 year old girl who got neglected and abused but also got trained to be a deadly assassin. With her dark, long,brown hair that goes down to her waist, her doe brown eyes that once held so much light now dull and lifeless, and her curvy body. Many people would see her as perfect and gorgeous but to her all she sees is a girl that went through absolute torture as she was growing up. She has loads scars that show what she went through. She has many walls built up around her heart that only a few people could break through. She only has one person that could ever make her smile and laugh and that person is her twin brother. Alessandro Romano is a 16 year old boy who got neglected and abused but also got trained to be a deadly assassin. With his dark brown hair and dull brown eyes, and muscular body his aura screams confidence and cockiness. Many girls want to be with him while many boys want to be him. He has also got many walls built around his heart that hardly anyone can break through except for his twin sister. He is only a couple minutes older but he always protects his little sister. Alessandro has had many hookups but he has never fallen for anyone as he doesn't think anyone could give him the same love that his sister has given him. Their bond is indestructible. They went through hell and back together but have always been there for each other. His face never shows any emotions as over the years he has been taught to not show any weaknesses. The two twins have always yearned for a happy family that will love and care for them but they never thought they would have that. Until fate found them one day and it changed their whole perspective on love and family.

After enduring years of neglect and cruelty from her mother and stepfather, Ariana's life changes drastically when tragedy brings her under the guardianship of five brothers she's never met and they never even knew they had a sister. For her brothers, learning they have a sister is an unwelcome surprise. Suspicious and reluctant, her brothers see Aria as an outsider, a stranger disrupting the fragile balance of their lives. For Aria, their home is both a new beginning and a constant reminder of the family that left her behind. Haunted by the pain of her past, Aria struggles to adjust, her every action guarded and her trust hard to earn. As her brothers try to understand her, they begin to glimpse the scars she hides and the strength she carries. Little by little, resentment turns to empathy, and the walls between them start to crumble. But just as the siblings begin to find common ground, the secrets and trauma of Aria's old life threaten to tear them apart. Together, they must decide whether they can overcome the shadows of the past to forge a family and whether Aria can finally find a place to belong.

"The Mob Boss and the Stripper" - Suffering from an abusive relationship, Emilia didn't think her life could get any worse until the night her boyfriend made a deal with the devil and gave her away to the mafia without hesitation in order to save his life and clear his name from his debt. Now, Emilia is stuck even further but little does she know that her life is bound to change forever when she meets the handsome devil, Vincent Fontana. But did it change for the greater or for the worse? ۵ "Who the hell are you?!" I asked in the midst of my panic as I stared at the blue eyed devil sitting down on the couch in front of me. "Allow me to introduce myself..." He chuckled, standing up to his full height that towered mine as he walked closer towards me. He raised his tatted hand up towards my face as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip, leaving my breathing to hitch. "I'm Mr. Fontana, now strip."

Her parents divorce was a messy, loud thing but she was too little to really get it. All she knew was her world got sliced in half. Mom took her, Dad took her brothers. Life became two separate tracks her mom's house on one side, her dad's on the other, with an invisible wall keeping them apart. For twelve years, she made it work. Her mom's place was cozy enough, with a stepdad who did his best, even if it wasn't always perfect. Her brothers faded into blurry memories, just faces from old photos. She got used to the split, the two different worlds. Then an accident flipped everything upside down. Her mom was gone, her stepdad was stuck in a hospital bed, and suddenly, she had to pack up and move in with her dad. But it wasn't the dad she remembered. He'd remarried, and his house was a whirlwind of four step siblings and her brothers, who weren't kids anymore. She wasn't that same little girl either. She figured it'd be about adjusting to a crowded house, maybe learning to get along with new people. But it turned out to be so much more unanswered questions, secrets everyone seemed to dodge, and the messy, confusing journey of figuring out who she was and who she wanted to be.

Used to be 'never underestimate the broken' Isabella is a independent, intelligent, food loving fifteen year old with a rocky past. When she's finally free of her demons she's send off to her five brothers she didn't even know she had. Isabella can hide a lot, but there isn't enough room for her secret when her anxienty, trust issues, nightmares and flash backs takes all the space. Little did she know she wasn't the only one with secrets. _______________________________ "Your mother and stepfather have been arrested for drug trafficking and driving around while being toxicated. Usually we need to find you a foster home, but your older brother already took custody." "Woah, hold on- I have an older brother?! Since when?!" "Actually, you have five older brothers, miss" Deep breaths Bella, breath in and out. Just keep your front up and they won't suspect a thing. After a week you'll be back here and then everything will be normal again. Don't open up, just keep running. But no matter how fast you run, the past always runs faster.

standalone ~ mafia siblings series "You can't make me stay here! I will get an emancipation." I yell. Flashbacks of the gun in my hand, the almost-dead boy. I shudder. A sick feeling settles in my heart. "I forbid you from going anywhere else. It's safe here, with us," Alexander answers. He is practically fuming. "Clearly, it's not!" I stand from the leather chair, backing away to the mahogany door. Pure, hot rage bubbles inside of me. Never. I will never become one of them. He begins to rush to me, but I turn on my heel and sprint out, down the hallway, through the house, and to the brick fence surrounding the mansion. I go up to the black metal gate, slip through the rails, and run out onto the forest-surrounded street. *** Evelyn Rhodes was kidnapped at the age of seven by her uncle after seeing her brothers kill a woman. Years later, Eve Windsor is dumped into the foster system and spends years moving around until her social worker informs the girl of her brothers: the brothers she has been trying to avoid for years. Eve is no longer the sweet Evelyn they used to know, and she is determined to weave herself out of their grasp once and for all. *I DO NOT OWN ANY PHOTOS IN THIS BOOK, CREDITS TO OWNER*