𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙢 - son of one of the seven dead supreme commanders of the world, new sworn protector of Asia alongside his younger sister Nazeera Ibrahim. Haider is a respectable, handsome young man who promised himself never to love again after his incident with Mira Vuková two years ago. But then came Amani El-Sayed, the woman who turned his carefully calculated and controlled world into something he no longer recognizes. 𝘼𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙀𝙡-𝙎𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 - was never meant to get involved with someone like Haider. He was everything she wasn't, he lived a life of politics, she lived a life of freedom. Pretending to care for him was supposed to be simple, a game of survival in a world ruled by power. But the closer she got to him, the more she realized this wasn't a game of survival anymore, but of the heart - and that was far more dangerous. Their paths collide in an unexpected and messy way. But when they choose their hearts over their minds their undeniable attraction towards eachother grows uncontrollable in a way they never imagined. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 5 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝑴𝒆 Haider Ibrahim x fem!oc

❝𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞٫ 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐈 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞.❞ They were star-crossed lovers. But he adored her, and she wanted him. Then she left. And now she's back- Holding another man's hand. Worst of all, She doesn't even remember him. *I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS BESIDE LEXI ALL RIGHTS GO TO TAHEREH MAFI!*

𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬, has built walls around herself to shield the world from her dark past. Fleeing an abusive and murderous childhood, she's learned to hide her true self behind a mask of toughness and indifference. But when she meets Kenji, the cracks in her armor begin to show. 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢, is outwardly confident and flirtatious, he often uses humor to defuse tension or hide pain, but underneath that façade is a deeply loyal, brave and compassionate boy who just wants someone to love. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬, when the two souls meet and Kenji is immediately whipped by her stunning looks and personality, but, she hides herself because she's convinced she was programmed to destroy everything-including any kind of relationship with the witty, sarcastic, loving boy she comes to call her best friend? *I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS BESIDE IRIS, ALSO THE PLOT IS MOSTLY OWNED BY TAHEREH MAFI OTHER THEN YK THE SCENES I CREATED.*

⋆˚𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃. ݁˖.Twenty years after the restablishment has fallen. The son of Aaron Warner and Juliette Ferras, Eli Warner meets Lyra Grey, a lethal weapon to the new hidden restablishmet

#1 in Aaron Warner Amelia Pereira has always been a dreamer. Dreamer, fangirl, scholar, chronic over-thinker. She knows the story by heart: Juliette Ferrars, the girl who can't be touched. Aaron Warner, the cold tyrant with sad eyes and green rings. So, when reality hiccups and Amelia finds herself plopped- face first- onto the cold concrete of Sector 45, she's pretty sure she's hallucinating. Or dying. Or both. Unfortunately for her GPA-and possibly her lifespan-she's not dreaming. The soldiers are real. The guns are real. The stains on the walls? Very real. And standing in front of her, beautiful as a nightmare made of marble and secrets, is Aaron Warner himself-green eyes sharp enough to slice through every spoiler Amelia accidentally blurts out in a panic spiral. Trapped in a world she only ever adored from the safety of fanfiction and Pinterest edits, Amelia has to survive Warner's suspicion, Juliette's power, and the Reestablishment's cruelty-armed with nothing but her messy knowledge of plot points that haven't happened yet. He's not a sad boy on a page anymore. He's real. He's lethal. He can feel every terrified, fluttering emotion she has when she looks at him. And the closer Amelia drifts to the cold center of his empire, the more she realizes that loving him in fiction was easy. Loving him here is changing the story. TW: There are a few mentions of childhood physical abuse in this book DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS BOOK APART FROM THE OC. THIS IS A FANFICTION BASED ON THE SHATTER ME SERIES BY TAHAREH MAFI. Highest Rankings: #1 in Aaron Warner #1 in Kenji #1 in kishimoto #1 in Ignite Me #1 in Tahereh Mafi #1 in Aaron Warner Fanfic #4 in Dystopian

❛We'll keep dancing with our hands tied until the very end.❜ ❛Hands Tied, no matter what.❜ ➶When war prevails, love can't. Can ours? ➶Aaron Warner x Fem!OC [A Shatter Me fanfic] →Disclaimer: I do not own Shatter Me series. All credit goes to Tahereh Mafi. I own my OCs and storylines. →WARNING! from the beginning this book contains serious SPOILERS. So, If you have not read upto Restore Me yet or if you have not started this series and it's in your TBR, i suggest you not to proceed. #1 in YA novel

Audrey Leila Warner has always been good at pretending- pretending she's fine, pretending she's in control, pretending her mind isn't a maze of secrets she can't remember. Everyone thinks she's cold, two-faced, impossible to understand. Maybe they're right. Kiyoshi Kishimoto has known her since childhood, but the girl he remembers is gone-buried under sharp smiles and walls built too high to climb. He shouldn't care. He shouldn't try. But when it comes to Audrey, "shouldn't" has never stopped him. He's sunshine to her storm. She's chaos to his calm. And somehow, they fit-until the cracks in Audrey's perfect mask start to split wide open, revealing something far more dangerous than heartbreak. Because the truth isn't just about who she is now. It's about who she's been before. And if she remembers, it might destroy them both

[ ONGOING SERIES ] SHATTER ME SERIES AARON WARNER X OC. "If our grave was watered by the rain... would roses bloom? (could roses bloom?) again..." ("YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDNT FORGET ABOUT ME. ABOUT US. YOURE A FUCKING LIAR.") ("YOU ARE DRIVING ME INSANE. LITERALLY INSANE. IM HEARING VOICES. SEEING THINGS. REMEMBERING THINGS - THINGS THAT ARENT MINE. THINGS ABOUT US.") GET OUT OF MY HEAD !!!!!! TW // • Gore • Foul language • Torture • Abuse INKBOUNDSECRETS 2024 DO NOT TRANSLATE. ENJOY !! 🫶🏻

She was never meant to be touched. Raised to kill, trained to command, to destroy, to disappear. Her heart was a locked box-sealed by duty, guarded by ghosts. People loved her light, feared her strength, envied her silence. But no one ever asked what it cost her to stay closed. He wasn't supposed to get close. A rebel in the wrong place, in the wrong war, with too much kindness in his eyes and a bad habit of saying the wrong thing at the worst time. He never meant to fall for the one person the world told him to hate. But she made him want to stay. To be better. To stop running. Everyone warned him. "Don't get too close." "Don't try to open her." "Don't ask her heart for anything it can't give." But some boxes aren't cursed because of what's inside. They're cursed because of what might happen if someone opens them... and stays. And he did.

"𝑺𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖." ── .✦ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 It's almost an instant realization to Ameia Bell that she would never be able to hate Aaron Warner. It soon became impossible for Aaron to ignore his attraction to her. As Ameia struggles between choosing her friends or her lover- something she has longed for her whole life, and the discovery of moments hidden between the memories of her life- moments she had somehow forgotten, she finds herself swept up in the strong arms of love, but it hasn't unraveled in the way she hoped. "𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓." #1 shattermefanfic #2 taherehmafi