"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:)

No one will ever really know Deloris' full story. She was always a mystery from when she was a baby. Even her parents didn't understand her. And too top of her hellish life, She is the first she-wolf in over ten thousand years to have three alpha male mates. Their relationship is strange. Deloris doesn't get along with any of them, she just put up with them until it proves to much for her. The males will do anything for her, until their past catches up and they have no choice but to let it destroy their future together. Lots of smut and strong language along with drug use. Please read warnings before reading. 16+

Delilah's just an innocent girl in a place she'd rather not be, she can't help it when she falls in with the men two doors down.

*In the process of being rewritten so sorry if there is some inconsistency in the quality* Mercy Willows never knew what was coming. She never knew that her dad was suicidal her whole life. And most importantly, she didn't know her sister blamed her for it. But Mercy was too late. And the world came crashing down on her. For the past 2 years she put up with it, kept her mouth shut in front of everyone. Made sure she seemed like the quiet and shy kid. Made sure she was never the centre of attention. She let people bully and tease her relentlessly for her name and looks. She let everyone treat her as if she was nothing. She was all by herself and the one most important thing was that no one could be her friend except herself. Except everyone has a breaking point. So Mercy runs away. And little did she know the events to come.

"You can't do nothing for yourself?" She shakes her head while looking at her feet, "Look at me and answer me with your words." She slowly looks up, "N-No S-Sir." I walk pass her and she keeps her head down, "Don't just stand there, follow me. I'm taking you back, I didn't sign up for this. I was told to watch over a woman, but I wasn't told that the woman couldn't do anything for herself. Your basically a kid in a grown woman body." I look back at her from the corner of my eye and see a tear sliding down her face. "Are you crying? Why? You couldn't have gotten attached that quick." She keeps her head down and I groan, "Ugh, please stop crying." She wipes her face and sniffle, "Why are you crying?" "Because the old man promised me that you would take care of me. He lied to me, you're taking me back to that place." I throw my head back and close my eyes shut. By old man she means my father. "Okay, okay, okay. Stop crying, I'm not taking you back." ££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££££ Niall Andrews is the son of a man who saves people that have been kidnapped. These people go missing from days to years. Niall is building up his own company to compete against his dad. As soon as Niall company starts growing, his father pushes a woman on him to take care of. Haven Posh has been in a basement since she was a baby. She was kidnapped months after she was born. Niall's dad is the person to find Haven and save her, but none of Haven family are around for her to go back to. Not only that, Haven can't do anything for herself. The only thing she can do is clean herself and read, but don't know what any of the words mean or what she's reading. What happens when Haven ends up in Niall's care? Cover By: @ihavenocluesoo

Sang Sorenson doesn't understand what is normal. She has been abused by her family and heard two voices in her head her whole life. The Blackbourne -Toma team goes to Ashley Waters High School to find recruits for their mafia Academy. What will happen when the boys find Sang? Will they be able to rescue Sang? What happens when they realize that the only recruit they need is Sang? Fan fiction about Sang Sorenson. I will include both the Ghost Bird boys and the Scarab Beetle boys. First fanfiction! I am excited to be writing this!! The main characters obviously belong to C.L.Stone, I have just made minor adjustments to them and the plot is all mine. Highest: May 12, 2018: #82 in Fanfiction May 17, 2018 #1 in Academy May 18, 2018 #1 in Crazy June 4, 2018 #228 in Romance Start Date: April 10, 2018 Completed: May 17, 2018

Sang Sorenson, the darling of the universe, is the sweetest, nicest person you will ever meet. Her parents are wealthy and kind to all, including their beloved daughter. Sang is sheltered, living in a bubble of kindness and light. What happens when that bubble is burst and sixteen men charge their way into her heart? COMPLETED Highest: #1 in Ghost Bird #1 in Scarab Beetle #2 in Academy

❝ Don't you get it? ❞ His tone is dangerously low, almost threatening. A warning. "You have no right to get near me. I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm not safe. ❞ ❝ I don't believe that, ❞ I answered. ❝ Not for a second. ❞ ❝ Well, you should. It's easier that way. ❞ *Under major editing (beware) *Mature topics such as: alcoholism, abuse, suicide

"I am not sleepy so why don't we tell each other a story?" Her voice was low and raspy and fuck, I'd been lying if I say I wasn't turned the fuck on. "Like what?" I ask swallowing my pride and probably my sense of direction. Her skin was on top of mine, in contact, burning. "I don't know." She says taking her time to adjust herself on my lap. I had to grip the chair for support feeling all my breath vanish from my lungs. "Maybe a short bio about yourself." She advocates placing one of her hands on my chest. I feel the contact through my shirt, my eyes trained on every movement of hers. The worst of it all was that she is unaware of what she was doing to me. "Uh-" I feel my words shorten. On impulse, I grab her by her waist for support instead. Leaning back painfully on the single chair. "You're so cute when you're confused!" She giggles going ahead to move slightly on my lap. I blow out a groan feeling my erection harden.