Meet Alex, our main protagonist. A kind smartass living to get through the day. He yearns the love of someone to hold for he strongly believes in "true love" who's one goal is to settle down and wishes for a bright future in the arms of his true love. Kyle the seemingly "bi-curious straight guy", who has a girlfriend whom he loves dearly. Kyle is a sweetheart who gets along with everyone and has one goal in mind, to share his love and affection to the one who'll return his. Stefan the romantic modern day Romeo with one goal to mind, to bring happiness into the life of Alex When hidden agenda's collide, fate decides to play a tricky game. Fate has a plan in mind, two fates decided to crash together to form something beautiful but who's fate is it?

"I LIKE TO READ EXCITING THRILLERS AND THOSE KINKY MAGAZINES." -J.B FINISHED: July 21st 2017-September 22nd 2017

She was busy playing with her kids. Her uncle have visited them.... her uncle was seriously discussing something with her mother but she didn't give attention to it. After sum time her mother called her "Ilham I'm gona ask u sum thing vl u do it for us" Her mom asked "Yes maa tell me wats the matter" Her mom asked "will u marry ihsaan for the sake of Allah and for us" She was shocked to hear tat "ya Allh wat is this am I hearing it wrong" she thought "Maa wat r u saying ? She asked her mother again "Will u marry ihsaan??" --------------------------------------------------------------- She is a widow whom lost her husband a year back living with her two kids. Wen her mom proposed a shocking news how vl she react. Vl she accept the proposal or reject it. Wat happens after tat to knw read the story!!! Assalamu alaikum readers my first book!!! Plz give it a try....

[2017 Watty Award Winner] [Featured Wattpad Story] [Highest ranking yet: #1 in Spiritual] » she tried her best to keep herself in wraps but he seemed determined to undo her «

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

My name is Mina Amin. Pakistani. Aged 23. Artist. Foodie. Cat freak. About to marry my best friend. Yep, the usual. I am the girl you wish you could be. Life for me is pretty much perfect; Until it no longer is. ........... This story is about the pain of unrequited love. This story will make you think about stuff you'd rather not think about. This story is about friendship, love, and forgiveness... But it is also about Infidelity, hurt, and Godlessness. Read & Enjoy! (The author loves to read comments) WARNING: Might cause females to fall in love with the characters. Might also cause them to have delusional, bloated expectations from males. Don't proceed with caution, because deep inside you're a masochist. Cheers. DISCLAIMER: This book has Muslim characters, but it is not an accurate representation of "Islam". It is not meant to preach, or depict perfect Muslims.

#29 In Spiritual #33 In Spiritual Alhumdulilah.... Read on your own risk...Because of the spelling mistake.... "Get out hana!!!" his rough voice echoed in the room sending shivers to her body... "plz just listen to me for once... "She begged.. but he dragged her towards the door.. "Listen to me for once... she begged again just to be thrown out of the room.. "Get out hana. ... just go away.. "he ordered and closed the door at her face... "please please listen to me its important.... Hot tears were rolling continiously .. steaming down her cheek.. He must know this.. she reapted in her mind banging the door till her palms revealed the colours of pink... Aslkm join the journey of hana plz vote n comment ahead....

He pinned me to the wall and said "You are like a prisoner. You have no freedom here, this house is mine and everything goes here by my words. Just stay in this room and dare you come out". His eyes contained anger, whereas mine were filled with tears. Saying this he left the room. I sat down crying fully broken. This marriage is like a thorn, it pricks me every hour, every day and will prick till the end of my life, without the name of getting out. **************** Kashaf, a lover of freedom. She is the only daughter to her parents and so was bought up with great love and care. She gets married to a man who takes away her freedom. Will she be quiet? Zain, a man with secrets and serious anger issues. Will he be able to control his past from destroying his present and future? When these two gets married, presence of each becomes a thorn, "A marriage of thorns". All rights reserved ©

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018

He grabbed my arm laughing, with his cheeks red on his tan skin, and hands cold from the winter chill. He pulled me up from the snow I slipped on, and my limp body sprung up with such force. He doesn't look strong, is what I first thought when I saw him for the first time. "You're heavy!" He complained, after I stopped wobbling. I gave him an annoyed look, and that sent him laughing again for some reason. He laughed at everything I did nowadays which oddly made me cringe outwardly, but inside I was sort of happy. Sort of? Yeah, sort of. Because I sort of.... wasn't on board with the idea of having had to marry him when I was still only 18. Neither was I sort of... mentally prepared for it. This is our story... Or rather our bizarre story.... Arranged and married... When the ambitious Raaida and the scary Harun are thrown into a loveless surprise marriage, they have no idea what to do. Breaking it off is the one thing they vowed not to do. So what do they do? Author's note: Assalamu Alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakaatuhu guys, So it's my...fourth (or is it 5th?) story. It'll be another long ride... well if you can understand that I'm not exactly reliable when it comes to updating regularly -_- But nevertheless, if I want a change in my life, I'm going to have to learn how to do things the right way. I don't want to write a story that takes years to complete, and this time I don't want the updates to be so far a part that you forget the characters and the plot. But I can't promise you anything yet. However, you can expect a new update every week In Shaa Allah. :) Enjoy. Salaam.