"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

A single lie discovered, is enough to create doubts in every truth! A story about lies and secrets... What lies, you ask? What secrets, you ask? Well...that's for you to read and find out! :) **** INSPIRED BY A FEW OTHER STORIES **** **** I don't take the credits for it because its been inspired from a bunch of different stories ****

A simple girl, Amna, and her bestie, Biya, went to a college in London, England. They both share an apartment. They're crazy and they're friendship is unbreakable. Both are hardcore directioners. They have posters on their walls of the famous British boy band, One Direction. They do all types of crazy stuff and believe that one day, they will meet their idols for sure but what they don't know is that the boys already know who they are and are watching their every move. What they don't know is that their will be a love story going on in the future. Fights and all other types of complications will occur. How will they find out that every silly thing they do is being watched? Or will they even get to know? Every love story has an ending. Happy or sad doesn't matter. Let's see what they got. Sadness or Happiness? Join in their journey and maybe help them? (P.S : I know that the main girl is Indian but this is a fanfic, so in this, she is Pakistani).

"Don't go" I grabbed his hand, my eyes threatening to close any moment. "I'll always be here" He said in his soothing voice. That was the last thing I heard before my eyes closed. Hussain Asif, a youtube star. Haya Irfan, a normal teenager and an obsessed fan. Two different worlds, when they collide, what would happen. Will they die together? Or does destiny have something else in store for them? Read to find out more about their Love Story.