Meet Scarlett Woods; a girl different from no other, yet as rare as they come. She's a nerd, yes. She stutters, she's awkward and she'd rather not have more than one person talk to her at a time. Yet, she's badass, she knows when to grab an opportunity and is in no way weak like most nerds are inevitably thought to be. Enter Nathan Cullen; the new student, a nerd not unlike Scarlett and the owner of a smile that can send any girl's heart into overdrive. Nathan waltzes in Scarlett's life, changes everything for the better and mingles with her friends: Allie, Adrian, Evan, Emmett, Lauren and later on Ricky. But amongst the drama with Jonathan, a past chapter from Scarlett's life she'd rather not acknowledge, the continued attempts to keep up a normal façade, the insistent tries to develop a taste for strawberry ice-cream once more and failed efforts to reconcile with her parents, will Scarlett and Nathan be able to make it? Will they fall in love over long chats about Harry Potter and Twilight? Will Nathan's humorous outlook coupled with Scarlett's snarky jokes seal the deal? Will these two people, as alike as two peas in a pod come together only to crash and burn? Will the good girl/bad boy cliché be broken? Will they last long enough to make it? COMPLETED.

{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*

"Remember one thing Cara", his breathe fanning my face, our lips itching to touch. "You. Are. Mine. No one can ever change that", he said and kissed me possessively. Ace Rodriguez. A billionaire, a playboy. He uses girls like the are his discarded shirts. He doesn't care about anything but money. He has everything he wants. He doesn't believe in love. But he wants her. And if he thinks something is his he will have it will . His possessiveness crosses limits for it. Cara Jones is an innocent girl.She is beautiful and every girl envies her. She is divorced from her husband who is sent to jail. She wants to start a new life. Having a possessive boss is the last thing she want. When all seems to settle down well her past comes after her. Cover designed by Sweetblast.

Reece Bremer goes through life with a scowl and cold personality. Jessica Andrews goes through life with a glowing smile and positive outlook. Reece looks at life with dull, judgmental eyes that make him hate the world and the people living in it. Jessica, well... She looks at life through a camera. Literally. They're polar opposites, and that's what sparks Reece's immediate hate for Jessica the moment they meet. All he sees is a girl with the best life, put in the category of those who get everything handed to them on a silver platter. But who says Jessica's life is like that? Just like a photograph, there's more to the story than what you see. Stumbling across one of Jessica's hidden portfolio might reveal that her happiness isn't all that true. Behind that smile and each picture she takes, holds a thousand words of a very big secret - one that Reece is determined to find out. And who knows? It just might change everything between them. cover by dysanic || 2015 watty's winner for talk of the town ||

Class was over and I was walking down the hall with Callum. His eyes were slightly glosy and it looked like he was concentrating on something. I knew that ment he was talking to or battling with his wolf. His eyes changed to a darker blue . His wolf was comepletly in control. He turned to me giving me a sickly sweet smile. It kinda scared me to ne honest I gave him a small smile and before I knew it I was pushed up agaist the lockers that line the wall. "Hey baby im Owen" "Kiera... But I think you already know that" "Yes I do" "Your scareing me can I please have Callum back?" His eyes shifted back to there normal color and Callum looked at me with concern. "Im sorry princess I cant hold him back." he placed a soft kiss on my lips and my heart skipped a beat. He pulled back a second later and his eyes turned dark once again. "Owen please let Callum back out." He shook his head. "Please?" I said reaching both my arms out to touch his cheeks. Before I knew it he had caught my arms and they were pinned next to my head. Ok now im really scared. "I Owen Callum Kelly reject Jade Kiera Taylor as my mate"

"You are not--and never will be--my wife." Salim Meer. He smokes, he drinks, he parties, and he couldn't care less about his religion. He struggles to keep his painful past that way--in the past--and often turns to violence and danger to keep his mind from revisiting it. Sabah Ibrahim. She's never smoked or had alcohol, never been to a party, and is extremely devout and conservative. She volunteers at the community center, helps out at her local mosque, and reads in her free time. They never thought polar opposites like them could meet. Or worse... When Salim comes home one day to find a random girl in his living room, he has no idea what to do except what he does best. Get angry and throw a fit. Especially when he finds out that this stranger is his so-called "wife." Unable to get rid of her, Salim must learn to cope with this annoying, childish, and sickeningly innocent girl he is suddenly responsible for. She irritates him to no end, pushes his buttons, and forces him to acknowledge his past. Yet, no matter how hard he tries to ignore her, he simply can't. Slowly, Sabah begins to make a place for herself in his well-guarded heart. Around her, his vicious, fiercely protective side begins to surface, eventually leading to something that threatens to steal from him the one thing he thought he resented but now realizes he can't live without. His Sabah.

He was now inches away from her. A wave of confidence surged in him, urging him to cross the metaphorical sea between them. The need had never been more urgent, his love... never so pure. Raising her face to his, David looked into her eyes and said, "I know you wouldn't believe me, but I need to tell you that-- I---- 'you are being followed!'" Some things... are better left unsaid. And hearing those words, Zahra awoke, as if from a stupor. So the gang had reached her too. But her mind buzzed from his proximity, and her thoughts whirled. Yet she was determined to be in denial. About everything. And deny she would. "I'm surprised at your 'concern', Mr. Walworth!" she replied acidly, "yet I never heard such nonsense in my life. And it would be better if you keep your distance from me, because I do not entertain what vile thoughts you're conceiving in your mind." Being just a 23-yr old hijab-clad, conservative girl, and working at the HQ of highly coveted bank of 'Walworth & Co.' breaks all sorts of stereotypes. Or does it? Because like every other man of the world, the Bank's short-fused CEO, David Walworth scrunches his nose every time he sees her. To him, her 'robe' is outrageously primitive. But as inexperienced as she is, Zehra has never been mocked for her beliefs before. At their very first meeting, sparks fly, since she is 'impolite' enough to retaliate to his jibes. The result: Zehra is an instant enemy and David is determined to hate her. And being his enemy means - 'trouble for eternity.' Although hating the girl is unavoidable, falling in love with her gentleness & naivety is unavoidable too. But jewels like her don't come easy. Will David be prepared to pay the price? Cover by @soundthealarm. #59 in Spiritual as @ 13/06/15 © Copyright 2014. All Rights Reserved

It was not an arranged marriage because an arranged marriage occurs when the third party decide something for you. It was not a love marriage either because love marriage occurs when you marry someone you love. It was a forced marriage. Jasmin didn't have a choice. Her parents didn't have a choice. He wanted her and only her. Nobody could or can stop him. Highest ranking: #37 in romance * Copyright 2014 by deep_side_love. All Rights Reserved.

The line separating darkness and light is very thin, no one knows when they will stumble upon the other side. The same thing happened to him long ago, an incident and he was dragged into the other side of the world, but instead of being devoured by the darkness, he swallowed it. Ruling over the demons of the society he was no less of a demon to them, a demon that fell in love with the fairy of light, Noor. Mahnoor, a cheerful young girl who suddenly finds herself imprisoned in a cage created by the most infamous man she knew, Moosa Khan. Who claimed to love her, but how can this fairy of light love back a demon? ________________________________ *Not edited, read on your own risk.* Cover by @AdibahRafhanah

#16(Romance)on (4/7/2016) He was not supposed to fall in love. He was not supposed to get distracted from his goal. He believed he was only meant for bloodshed. He was supposed to avenge death and the torture and hate he went through. but....... she happened. She happened, and he couldn't stop her from bringing a storm in his life or was she even a storm? she was meant to be loved and cherished. She was not meant for blood shed. she was not supposed to see death let alone become a target. She was supposed to graduate and live a normal life and have family and get old . but he came along . He came along uninvited like a storm in her life and she could do nothing to stop him but to scumb to his game plan and get married to him. Heart breaks, mysteries are revealed , deaths happens , loved ones die ...... but among this all LOVE HAPPENS. This is the story of love. But, some love stories have blood on them ! STORY OF KUSHBU AND RAFTAR . A STORY OF LOVE TAINTED WITH BLOOD LOVE FOR MR.MAFIA ~MRS.MAFIA ************************ so , this is my first story guys... the starting chapters and relatively smaller than the later one. The starting is not as good but it keeps getting better. Lots of grammatical errors which will be edited later . THIS STORY DOESNOT DISCRIPT ANY RELIGION! its a story nd just enjoy it!