Living silently in the outskirts of pakistan...Hanan saleh was engaged to her childhood friend Kabeer Ayyub who was more like family to her than someone she could categorise as a spouse.... What happens when hanan gets kidnapped on her wedding day by the business tycoon fawad Nour. A man who knows no fear and plays with the tails of death, a man who doesn't know mercy and sees no light ahead. Will she be relieved of the occurrence? Or Is she in great danger considering being in a lion's den? ................................................ "I don't care...whose daughter she is" he barked angrily his hands forming a fist as he walked towards the quivering man who gulped sweating "get her here or else..." "I... s..surely will Sir" he answered, he knew well the words coming next All copyrights reserved ✔

The sound of the shattering glass sent a chill down my spine, forcing me to withdraw deeper into the corner where I was tucked in. "Mansur, please stop. At least for Aaliyah's sake." I begged, the tears streaming down my cheeks. He swung around to face me, his eyes blazing with rage. "To hell with you and that bloody girl." he yelled. Do you hear me, Salma? To HELL with you and her. This is my house, and I can do whatever I want." he yelled, throwing the bottle at my dressing mirror. The glass shattered all over the room, the larger pieces landing on some of the bottles on the drawer beside the dressing mirror in which I kept my incense sticks. This caused them to shatter as well, the glass falling everywhere across the room. I could hear Aaliyah crying in the next room, but I could not go to her as Mansur was blocking the door. "You will learn your place today." he yelled, unbuckling his belt. I shut my eyes as the tears continued to flow, knowing all too well what came next. The first strike was always the one that hurt most.

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

#1 Action. "Promise me Cloud," Faith implored her voice barely audible. She lifted her gaze up at him yet once again. "Promise me, that you will protect my heart for it has deserted me for you." A silent hiss escaped the assassin's lips at her confession. "How can I mistreat your heart when my soul is in your hands, Faith?" He vocalized earnestly. He knew that Faith was in his blood, his heart and mind. God, he knew that the ferocious assassin was in love with the girl he once wished to exploit. ________________________________ Cloud is a man feared among the worse of Assassins, so dangerous that killing him is almost impossible. How fate brings forth his journey to meet an innocent girl, who does not believe in Assassins, for her they are evil monsters worshiping the cursed life of satan. How Cloud, the known Assassin pairs with her? That is something only time can unveil. Read to find out what happens in the game of Darkness. @All rights Reserved

''Marriage isn't easy especially when it's arranged and you hardly know the guy.'' 23-year-old Zara, a modest and virtuous Muslimah, has finally accepted a marriage proposal and is ready to share her life and love with her husband. But what happens when he is broody, stiff and ignores her most of the time? Is it possible to make her own husband fall in love with her or will Zara become a victim of unrequited love? #WATTYSWINNER2014

As if being kidnapped from a poverty-stricken town in the Middle East was not horrifying enough, Hayat Ishfaq, a 21 year-old American Muslim, is forced to watch the slow beheadings of her own students. But, those are the least of her worries. ~A Wattpad Featured Story~

"The end of your world?" Her eyes flooded with doubts. "The day when I stop loving you", his fingers trembled in her hand, "and the day is already here", tightly pressing his eyelids he said, "I cannot love you, Sataish". Where is the question of love between a young girl and a devilishly handsome young psychiatrist who is combating with a strange phobia? He is everything that a girl desires for. He is intelligent. He can read her eyes that but cannot love her despite knowing that he would die otherwise. The story based on a strange phobia: The fear of falling in love Join the journey of Sataish and Irtiza to unveil the real journey of love, fear and love!

Its a story of the arrogant , handsome, lonely, romantic waseem and a simple care free girl khausar but, will their different lives ,, families and circumstances let them be together ? Its romance and its islamic and interesting dedicated to my wonderful friends hauwa, zainab, ummul and of course the one and only Muhammad w.syed

Aneesa Ibrahim is an over confident girl who is ambitious, after graduating from studying psychology she thought her dream was going to finally come true by opening her own medical establishment, when her dad decides to marry her off crashing her dream. Abdulrazaq Sambo is a guy who's had little to no emotions at all, he didn't feel love, grief, happiness or sadness in other words he's a PSYCHOPATH.. So what happens when this two cross each other's path? Read to find out......