"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:)

[ Consecutive #1 on #Islamic ] "Sometimes I wonder if you're really 14 years old or 41 years old? I grabbed her wrist and walked out of the room. Come on, let's go home."

{Completed} My name is Miracle. I got that name when I was fourteen. I can't remember my family. I can't remember my friends. I can't remember anything from the past. Do I even have a past? Where was I born? Who are my parents? What did I like? Did I prefer dresses or sweaters? Was I a girly-girl or a tomboy? I lost everything the moment I came forcefully here. I didn't ask for this nor did I would want it. I came here to loose myself. I came here, because I got kidnapped. Everything I had known, everything I had forgotten came up to surface and tried to swim when he came into my life. He, the one who saved me.. ~ This story is so much more different than my previous ones. This is too emotional and extreme. Its about two people meeting each other in the worse circumstance. Two people who are trying to save each other by loosing themselves. Its still Islamic of course, but that will appear later in the story. If you don't like grammar mistakes, then this story is nothing for you. You have been warned. Also contains it scary parts which could make you cry, so if you can't handle that, then don't read it. Romance. GENERAL DISCLAIMER ABOUT MY WORKS: I write about the things that people don't want to think about. I write about the things that people are turning away from when its mentioned. I write about the things no one warned you about because in their eyes its a taboo to even think of it. I write about atheists, rape, forced marriages- all of the darkest side of life. If you don't like that, then this account is nothing for you.

| IBRAHIM BOOK II | "I am willing to give my everything to you, if you agree to be mine forever" ---- He looked Italian He dressed brands He spoke billionaire language He ran an entire empire with the tip of his fingers He drove luxurious cars He traveled to exotic places He had all he ever wanted all except her She was his best friends' sister She was the girl he loved She was the one who had her head held high She was the one who could not be loved She was the one who cannot love and she was out of reach from him sparks, fireworks and mid season flowers and leaves, all fly about as the two meet, the twisted love story of. "The Billionaire And The Hijabi" => Highest Ranking: #2 on Spiritual Hotlist (15/02/16) copyright scopian_16 2016

-UNEDITED- | IBRAHIM BOOK I | Iqraam Ibrahim; a billionaire who had it all. A loving family, money, fame, an empire and was living his dream as a CEO and Racer. He felt that he was 'Content.' And that 'Content' changed to something more when he met a certain niqabi. She became his Assistant and with a little (okay alot) of sparks and feelings, he fell in love. Except there was much more to the Niqabi then just her poise and posture or intelligence. And he would do anything to call her, his. New bonds, family reunion, shocking pasts and outrageous news- all in one. Welcome to the tale of two hearts, poles apart, The Billionaire and The Niqabi. © scopian_16 2015

Some tales are better off left unsaid. Some tales are better lived than dreamed of. Some tales are fantasies in disguise of reality. Some tales are precious to be inked. Some tales cannot be written for how can a love that's eternal be penned by the ink that's short lived? But it was worth, Their story was worth the oceans ink. It was worth the storms colliding. It was worth the moon and the sun and the stars. Two tales, Two lives, Both entwined by the perfect planner, Woven into one by the perfect writer. Two souls Lost within the worlds darkness. Yearning for light, Yearning for hope, Yearning for their lords mercy and blessings. Two hearts, Beating for the other in oblivion. Two hearts beating by the will of their god waiting to be twined. This was their story to tell. This was their fate entwined by their lord. This is the tale of their entwined hearts.

I suddenly froze not knowing what to do I just stood there watched him unable to talk or move or do anything. I looked at his blazing eyes turn darker and darker with anger and all of a sudden fear took over me I started shaking thinking of what will come after and then he sneered and his nose was flaring, at that point I was just waiting for him to smack me , it's all my fault I shouldn't have said those things to him I should have let it slide but I just had to open my stupid mouth and now he is going to kill me but then all of a sudden after what felt like eons he let go of the tight grip he had on my wrist and the anger in his eyes turned to contempt and then to that same uninterested look he wears all the time and then he turned and just walked away leaving me staring at his back like a dimwitd oaf " what the hell just happens" I heard the question being asked.

Trust is a fragile thing, easily broken and hard to repair. In this gripping novel, two families are torn apart by betrayal and deceit, forcing them to question everything they thought they knew about love and loyalty. As they navigate the murky waters of deception and forgiveness, they must confront the age-old question: Can you trust me again? This compelling story explores the complexities of trust and relationships in a world where nothing is as it seems. "What is the significance of your cousin's wife sending you a text message?" His wife inquired, her eyes flashing like missiles. -- "He has smashed a very valuable artifact to us; it stood as a symbol of our oneness. He intentionally destroyed it. What clearly does this imply?" - Now let us examine how things got this problematic, as well as whether affirmation will be given to the query, "Can you trust me again?" - Everyone interprets love differently. What is your own scope? It would be outlined so effectively and nicely in this novel that you'd be thoroughly content.

After Asiya graduated from secondary school, her life takes a drastic turn when she loses her father. Ever since, she'd changed. Her older brother Ya Sadiq takes it upon himself to take care of his family and most especially his youngest sister. When Asiya finished University, her life changed when marriage comes knocking at the door! Follow me on this journey of lies, heartbreak and of course, not your ordinary love story. Setting- Abuja, Nigeria.

(UFW sequel#1) (Unwanted series#2) Sania, a girl who hated men, a girl who lived in village, a girl who was abused by her father, a girl who was very stubborn, a girl who can do everything to give all the women of her village their rights. Zain, a rich man, CEO of his father company which was now touching sky because of his efforts, a man loved by all the girls, a man who cared about his family only, a man who can do anything for his family. What will happen when they both tied into a knot of marriage for a mistake which they never did? Will Sania ever fall in love with Zain? Or will Zain fall in love with Sania? A little warning, this book contains few of the dark senses.