This character is from this book: HIS BROKEN SOUL. You don't have to read that one to understand this one. **** Zach is a heir to his fathers extremely wealthy company. He's respected and loathed but he not really interested in his fathers business or the money. He's immature, irresponsible, and unprofessional, well at least, that's how his father sees it. Zach doesn't really understand the boring business, but want to strive. His dad hopes that Zach has the tiniest amount of potential because then he hires a professional who happens to just happens to be up tight Amira. Amira is known as professional, responsible and basically opposite of what Zach is. She's independent and has everything in check. She does her job well and doesn't like messing up. But this time she's hired as almost a babysitter of a rich heir and is annoyed she even came. How will these two be able to work together spite their hatred for each other and differences? What happens when cool guy Zach doesn't cooperate? How will she be able to make a difference? ***** "I'm tired. I feel like sleeping. Goodbye." Zach sighed, got up, and began leaving his office. I grab the collar of his fancy suit and nudge him backwards. I didn't come here in these killer heals to deal with this little kid who was older than me. "No Mr. Zach. We are going to finish this up." Zach huffed. "I'm too handsome for this shit." He whispered under his breath. Zach then turned and glared at me,Eyes narrowing. I felt a little scared but I glared back. We kept glaring at each other until he sighed and averted his eyes. He strode to his chair and sat down, crossing his hands on the table. "What is there more to do Mrs. Uptight and Boring?" He then gave me a wink. I'm going to kill him.

Being a high school Muslim hijabi was already a lot to deal with but add a crazy life and it gets all too messy. Trust me Malak is a badass girl that doesn't take shit from nobody but there was only one person who got under her skin. Amir Khalid. Wherever she went they would always butt heads. She despised him and his fancy clothing and overly dramatic spending. Even though he was the only male Muslim in her school she figured she would never ever care for him as he frequently ignored her ever being unless he tortures her. She just knew that she would NEVER be interested.

This is a true, modern day love story between two Muslims. Their love story of how they came together. The challenges they faced coming from two different cultures. This is the story of Maira and Amir.

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"

As we fall into the pit of darkness, trust me, hold me tight, Hold on to the wisp of hope, let me give you light. ------------------------------------- Fear. Fear defined Abeer Irfan's life. Every night, it engulfed her and she drowned into the endless horrors of her past. Every night, she lost a part of her to the evil. Every night, it got worse and worse to the point of no return. You see, she wasn't alive; she was just breathing. On one special night, she opened a door, a door hidden in the maze of her horrors. It was on that special night, that she met him. He wasn't a knight in shining armor. He wasn't a superhero. He was a light. He was the guy with impossible green eyes. *************************************** "You didn't see anything before. This is what you have seen. This!" My heart is beating frantically hard against my ribs like a bird trying to break out of its cage. Allah... "That is how easy you are to crumble. I'll set you straight, angel. I am done with people like you. I am done with being played with. It's about time you learn a lesson. I am about to make your life hell." The words I am sorry are lodged in my throat, but I don't want to beg him. I am done begging people for mercy. "That's more like it." "You cannot make me feel any worse than I already do," I state what I think all the time. "Challenge accepted." *************************************** {Extended synopsis inside} Highest Rank Spiritual #1 (12th-13th & 18th June 2016) COMPLETED Trigger warning- Contains violence/depressing thoughts/ suic dal ideation ******** Praise for Trust Me: Beautiful. So fluent. Ma Sha Allah ~ @sabagul28 Very interesting start ~ @hayatkhan07 This story is just so good. Flawless plot. You've got magical words~ @pearlOf-desert This is gold~ @booksandhalwa You are a very talented author and your work speaks volume ~ @143maryam