"𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘, 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖋𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖙 𝖜𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖉" // a collection of poems on being a difficult woman, loving to our full potential and allowing ourselves to be as angry as we care to be.

Harmony feels like a fish out of water in Japan and no amount of trying to fit in seems to help. Her foreign appearance, her stutter and the huge language barrier pulls her down into a spiral of isolation. It doesn't help that almost every one in her class seems to exist in a whole other reality - one centered entirely around romance. Sakura Of The Moon © Khadija Karimova 2018 - 2017 All Rights Reserved No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, translated or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews. For permission requests, contact me and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

[ It was as if the only goddamned way for Harmony to grow was if Orsai was chained to her bed. ] Orsai is alive. Bedridden, but still breathing. Despite the strange events leading up to the accident, Harmony swears to do all she can to help her sister. So she bikes her way to the hospital everyday after school, does her homework while Orsai writes and tries her best to keep her smiling. But she can't help moving on ahead of Orsai. Her family is now closer than ever and she has friends who care, but the guilt eats away at Harmony. Can Harmony enjoy the sunshine that's seeping into her life without feeling so remorseful? Is it okay to outgrow people? And will she ever uncover Orsai's true colors? - loosely based on a true story - Soleil And Moonlight © Maoiel 2016 - 2017 All Rights Reserved No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, translated or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews. For permission requests, contact me and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

[completed] Harmony is empty. She doesn't speak out, nor does she do anything that could possibly spark her father and step mother's rage. Besides, isn't it better to stay quiet than to deal with the fall-out caused by expressing her fleeting emotions? She's the eldest, after all, she can't be so selfish and demand more than she needs. Then Orsai shows up. Bright and bursting with unrestrained personality. She brings with her great tales, an imagination as sharp as a whip and Harmony's crumbling outlook on life seems to brighten slightly. But why is Harmony haunted by uneasy feelings? And is Orsai really the kind and open big sister that she acts like? [ 1ST BOOK ] - loosely based on a true story - ✳ I'm slowly editing this, changing details and styling, so please bear with me ✳ Savor The Moonlight © Khadija Karimova 2018 All Rights Reserved No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, translated or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews. For permission requests, contact me and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

“talking to a person, who doesn't know who you are, sets your problems free.” that's what he thought. one desperate boy; searching for acceptance in a stranger who isn't aware of his identity & one unsuspecting girl; who would've never, not even in her wildest dreams, seen this coming. turns out leaving a crumbled piece of paper in her bag with his number scrawled in it would be the best mistake he'd ever make. × × × a four chapter one-shot; based off 'late night phone calls' by vinyl-

Daleela is fifteen, hormonal, and all around your average teenage Muslim girl. Well, you know, if being a Muslim girl in America is what you call average to start with. She has a quick temper, an overly soft heart, and to add to that she's constantly fighting to do the right thing. But what happens when choosing to do the right thing is suddenly a much harder decision to make? When she and her family move away from the homey state of Virginia to the bustling city of New York, her life takes an abrupt turn at the very corner of crazy-ville. How is she going to handle her first year in public school as the only visible Muslim in sight? Not to mention the fact that she's forced to be locker buddies with a completely bipolar psychopath that seems to hold the key to a murky past not even he knows the whole truth of. Daleela will face it all; a journey full of love, mistakes, discrimination, and maybe a few unplanned adventures. Although she's always been a true fighter, how will she handle everything that is happening without losing sight of what's truly important to her? Will she be able to juggle keeping up with her family and protecting her modesty while still maintaining a firm grip on her faith? What will happen when one girl has to fight for the respect of so many and prove herself to everyone looking down on her? Well, you'll have to take a dive into her world and find out for yourself... © 2012-2021 JAMEELAH LATHAM ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

The final battle for love, life and liberty has begun! Ayla has had to defend her people in the past, but this time, it is no mercenary rabble outside the gates of her castle: it is the army of the Margrave von Falkenstein himself. Her people are outnumbered and have nowhere to run. But they do have one last, desperate hope: A knight in blood-red armor with the face of a god and the heart of a devil. Will the enemy succumb to him? And more importantly... will Ayla? The third and final volume of Robert Thier's "Robber Knight"-Trilogy.

When you are fighting for the freedom of your people, falling in love with your enemy is not a great idea. Or is it? Ayla has to defend her castle and her people all on her own, with nobody to help her but a dark warrior she hates with all her heart.