"Our love may have not started the way you wanted it, but it went the way Allah SWT wanted and Allah SWT's way is indeed the right way" Aladdin takes my hand and leads me further away from where the party was. "Ever since I laid eyes on you in the hospital I knew that I wanted you to be mine, I knew that the girl I've been praying for Allah, to send my way has finally come and knocked my door, that you were my queen" I stood their speechless as I stared at him. "My fear ever since we met was that you were going to leave me, before you even became mine, everything I did was to show my love to you, I know in your perspective it didn't look like that but I truly mean it I never wanted to lose you" a small giggle escaped my mouth as I started to remember some of the things he use to do. "I love you" he said the word I've been craving to hear all night, I opened my mouth to say it back for the first time but nothing came out. "I love you" he says again, then he waits for my reply but yet again as I opened my mouth nothing came out. "I love you my queen" he finally says as he turns me around to get a better look at my now extremely red face. I quickly looked down at the ground as a burst of confidence made its way into me causing me to say the one thing we were both waiting for. "I love you too my King."

Book #2 of Her Fear. "Listen here you, I must have gone easy on you all those other times but I swear if you don't let me see my child, my own blood. I will make you regret the day you were born in to this world" I started to shout, looking around I saw that all the eyes were on me but I didn't care all I cared about was that child. "You think that you can take what I created? it was a piece of me that helped create her not Mansour" I spat out his name, I always hated this Mansour guy for taking Asma from me but now I hate him even more for taking my child. "trust me very soon Dunya will be in my arms..." once Asma heard me say that she didn't even let me finish my sentence. "No you will never lay your filthy hands on my daughter" I heard fear coming from the other side of the phone. " Just watch me" and just like that I hung up the phone on her.

Highest Ranking is 4th in Muslimah "where did you come from?" He says as they both stare at me. "Wallahi I don't know where I come from, the only thing I remember was waking up in the woods like this" why can't I remember anything else, the moment they heard me say that I heard them laugh. "You may be hot, but one thing I don't like and that is liars, get up we are taking you to the Leader" he says as he grabs hold of my shoulder and jolts me up. "I am not lying I can't seem to remember how I came here or who I even am" I try to give them my most sincere look so that they could believe me but all they did is forcefully tie my hands in front of me as they lead me to their leader. "Then what do you remember?" Although I could tell he didn't believe he still felt the need to asked. I couldn't answer his question straight away as I was trying to think of anything that I could remember. After a while of thinking I finally gained only one piece of knowledge that I hope is helpful. "That I'm a Muslim."

[COMPLETED]. HIGHEST RANK: #4 in short stories [27/09/16] "let me just tell you something, Allah, the Almighty, created women out of a man's rib, not from his feet to be walked on, and not from his head to be superior, but from his side to be equal, under the arm to be protected and next to the heart to be loved, so don't go around saying mine as if she is your property" I just stood their staring at him, why didn't I encounter him before I met this monster. "Asma you better tell him to leave now or I swear I will tell him what you fear the most" the moment he said that I looked up at him with wide eyes. "You can't, please..." But his facial expression didn't show any interest in my pleading. So I slowly turned around to the stranger, as I begged him to leave. I could tell he didn't want to leave, he looked me straight in the eyes waiting for me to change my mind but I couldn't. In fear of my secret coming out. [Disclaimer: not edited needs major editing]

[COMPLETED]. HIGHEST RANKING: #68 in short stories [16/06/16] "Wallahi you are so breath taking, so... I don't think a word is even created to describe your beauty." I took a big gulp, the moment he said those words to me, I can swear he must have heard it from how loud it was. "As the Prophet (saw) said in a hadith, 'When I met Yusuf (as), I saw that Allah (swt) has blessed him with half of the beauty of the whole world, while the other half has been spread over the rest of it' but in my eyes the rest was actually blessed upon you" I opened my mouth to say something but then nothing came out and I just stood there with my mouth open. "I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you, ever since the moment I laid eyes on you when we were kids I knew you were the one for me and no other girl could ever take your place" hearing him say everything he was saying, was making my heart beat escalate. "you are my first love, my first wife, my first everything and inshallah you will be my one and only even after my last breath" [Disclaimer: not edited, needs major editing]

"Stop. Stop, please." I sob as the whip comes down on my back once more. "Shut up yo-" my tormentor's words are cut off by a ferocious growl. I sense another masculine figure in the dark room, but can't make out a word he's shouting. The burning and searing pain that I'm experiencing is just too much. A sickening snap is heard and something drops onto the cold, stone flooring. The chains around my wrists and ankles are broken along with the tight metal collar around my neck. "Mate." my rescuer growls, gently cradling me in his arms. ********************* Charlotte Beck has been tortured and abused by the Red Stone pack ever since she turned eight. She doesn't know why they hate her or how she ended up a lower rank than the Omegas; no one even bothered to label her as a slave. She has never known the true meaning of love or how it felt like, all Charlotte knows is that her pack surely doesn't feel that way about her. Finding a mate was a dream that was thrown out the window long ago; all of the verbal abuse led her to believe that she didn't deserve one. It's not until she attempts to escape again that she realizes that she has a chance of living a better life, one where abuse isn't an everyday thing. Xander Reynolds, Alpha of the Lunar Shadow pack, finds her when she's taken to his cells as a trespassing prisoner. Known as the strongest Alpha in the continent, he does everything he can to protect his mate. The only problem is that she's too emotionally scarred to allow him to. His dark and violent reputation is the only thing that Charlotte knows about him. The memories of their childhood together beaten out of her mind. Traumatized and high on fear, she struggles to let down her walls. Her real home is with a man who she cannot remember and a brother who she wishes she remembered. Can Xander get his mate to love him? Or will Charlotte let her past keep them apart?

"You're a pile of poop." "You're a fountain of pee." Dialogue Story

#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

"Make me a woman...your woman," she whispered so innocently. I had waited for this moment for so long and had planned every detail in my mind, but all of those details were lost now. I wanted to use foreplay just to get her ready. she was already slick, but it wouldn't be enough "Do it Blake...hurry," she whispered before her small tongue darted out and licked my lips.I groaned at the innocent look in her eyes, it always drove me wild. Her fingers found his hard shaft and guided it to her virginity.......... Meet Angel, Angel is the innocent, red head, sixteen year old youngest daughter of the Beta. She is unable to shift due to certain factors and has a troubled past that seems to be coming back to life once more, but one would never know from her crazy antics, naive mindset and immature ways. She is occasionally bullied, but manages to keep her smile through anything and everything. She has overprotective best and only friend, Ashley, who seems to be the only one who can tolerate Angels antics and who will protect her in a heart beat from guys and girls. Now throw in Blake, the soon to alpha, he's relaxed, down to earth and completely clueless about Angel being the betas youngest daughter. So what happens when he find out they're mates. Watch Angel grow throughout the pages and confront her past, present and future with the help of Blake. So join Blake and Angel in their crazy, funny and completely ridiculously journey of love and acceptance. *Warning Angel is a fun, loving, immature characters, it will take awhile to get her mature it does't happen overnight*

#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT