Fed up with your brother stealing your samosa? Fed up with mommy throwing chappal at you? Fed up with the ultimate rishta proposals? Fed up with your phupo and her beta? Then this is the book where you'll release your fustrations upon and laugh instead with my awesome hashtags! Note: This book is for satirical purposes and to tag your friends and family.

When Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy agrees to accompany his friend Charles Bingley to his new estate in Hertfordshire, neither man could have anticipated how it would affect their lives, particularly in the form of the lovely Jane and Elizabeth Bennet! But when pride, prejudice, and a meddlesome Caroline Bingley succeed in separating the two couples, Mr. Darcy's cousin, Lady Anne DeBourgh, decides to take matters into her own hands. With help from Colonel Richard Fitzwilliam, Georgiana Darcy, and the newly introduced Mr. Dean Montgomery, will she succeed in bringing a happily ever after to those that she loves? This story is not for the Jane Austen purist, for although it has all of the original characters that we have come to love over the years, and it does include the main plot and story lines, it is called a variation for a reason, and will more often than not stray on some points and characteristics of the characters as it is from my own vision. Nonetheless it is strictly in old English, and will remain completely within the bounds of propriety!

I swiped the screen to see who was disturbing me... I was shocked..'Dennis'.. Why in the world is he calling me. He never called me after..... My heart started pounding 1000 tyms fast recalling that incident. what would have happened if Dennis wouldn't be there. slowly placing a hand on my chest I picked the call. "Amna, it's Dennis... you're there?" "Hmm" was all my tongue couldn't utter. "See amna do not panic, just listen carefully " That's it... I wanted to throw the phone... I don't wanna hear the horrible news whatever it would be.. If I would've granted a wish now on the spot, I wished to go to the past & kill Graham bell for inventing phone. "Amna...Amna" "Hmmm " "You need to come back, Wolf's on the prowl" ☆~~~~~~~~~☆ #17 in humour This is my first story.. In not a perfect writer so feel free to point out errors Also, if you'll expect a cliché-sappy-romantic-love-story then this isn't one. It's a humour-mystery full of action coming up. Zii☆

Layla Hayat is many things; philanthropist, introvert, gymnast, bad drummer, prodigal daughter of a famous designer... ....Forgiving is not one of them. 6 years have passed since HE broke her heart. What on earth could have brought him back into her life? Azaan Malik is many things; Ambitious, Former class clown, Unapologetic flirt, Commitment-phobic, Food stealer... ....Quitter is not one of them. He wants to regain what he once lost: Layla's trust. Nothing will stop him from breaking down the walls she is determined to build around herself. WARNING: Slightly Mature Language. Some scenes may be disturbing.

HR: #10 (09/11/2018)#13 (08/22/18) #14 (08/21/2018)(09/08/2018) #18 (03/23/2017) "No!" Zayn shouted. He was pale as if he had seen a ghost. Eyes wide, lips parted, hair disheveled and hands raised towards her. Salma took a step towards the edge. "Stop! Get down!" "Don't come near me," she warned. It was a broad, three-foot ledge but how far could she cross it to escape him? The parking lot was a long way down - a dark abyss. Salma felt movement behind her. She stepped away from the edge and turned her attention on Zayn again, but she was already too slow. He had grabbed a handful of her abaya. Salma tugged at it to set it free. "Get down!" Zayn demanded, his voice frantic. "Let me go!" "Just get down!" "No, you --" "JUST GET THE FU--" "-- back off first!" "--DOWN FROM THE LEDGE!" Salma's left heel dipped. She had not realized she had been backing away as she argued with him. Startled by the sudden vacuum, her upper body reacted by jerking forward. Her arms flailed as she lost her balance. Her heart jumped to mouth. She was going to fall to her death. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Passed down the family, the weight of a centuries-old trust was placed upon Salma Rahman when she was only two. The little Sthooriy girl from Oochath tribe has now grown up into a smart, passionate, but a very stubborn young lady who lives a happy, though sheltered life. Having picked an unexpected interest in bees, she has her eyes set on becoming an entomologist. Everything seems to work out, until an accident befalls her on her way to a camping trip, and her only companion in the desolate wild, Zayn Harris, strikes her like a bolt from blue. Old conspiracies resurface, new enemies are made. She's attacked left, right and center, and in the middle of it all, he insists on taking her on a ride to get lost.