this was my first book so i apologize if you cringe lmfaooooo 😩 *** She never wanted to fall in love with him, but she did. He doesn't trust anyone anymore, therefore he doesn't fall in love. But, the thing is; Noura is helplessly in love with him, and she'd do anything, absolutely anything, for him to be with her. A story of how she has to share a house with this cocky supermodel that can't keep his hands to himself, and things develop between them. /mature content/.

[DRAFT] now available on amazon! ❝if you're lonely in your bed, i'll fill it up to the top, baby.❞ an arrogant college football player named zayn malik finally meets his match when he crosses paths with the beautiful, headstrong cashmere rawlings. this is one game zayn might lose, and zayn doesn't lose.

"I run a drug business." "What!? You're a fucking drug dealer?" "No, I employ those. I'm the guy at the top. And those guys who were trying to kill us back there? They want my head." "No, no, no! I have a life! I need to go back." "Well babe, they saw your face and you saw theirs so if you go back now, they won't hesitate to kill you and I won't be able to protect you." Complex© 2016 Cover by @zjmftokay on Twitter

OPPOSITES IS NOW AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK & eBOOK ON ALL AMAZON.COM PLATFORMS !! Due to it finally being paperback-published, I decided to delete the last chapter. I'm sorry, I hope you understand! ~ "I hate dancing with all my heart." "I hate dancing, too." "At least we have something in common." The thought of being something other than a ballerina never occurred to Melody. As she fights for one chance of happiness, she finds herself lying and manipulating twenty-year-old artist Zayn Malik, who has an undying hatred for dancing and relationships. So, who's going to pay the price? Opposites is a heart-wrenching novel about challenging your instincts, knowing that love may be the center of the universe, and learning the bitter truth through betrayal.

"Harper-" "It's Bre, Zayn. Bre." "Whatever." ~*~ She was a change he needed, but didn't want. He was a challenge she wanted, but didn't need.

Hundreds of years into the future, the corrupt government has divided the Earth into two hemispheres to try and finally end the human race; the race that has ruined so much in the universe. The once integrated Earth has now again been segregated, but not by the color of skin or people's religions...but by gender. The two hemispheres contain one side for each. The North side for the men. The South side for the women. But when a curious girl attempts the long, tough journey to find out exactly what is on the other side of the fence that is keeping the other side of the world hidden, she meets someone who has a plan to change the morally depraved government's idea of ruination of the human race. All Rights Reserved © zmelek 2016

(wan·der·lust) ˈwändərˌləst/ Noun: A very strong or irresistible impulse to travel. ( A story based off of the bollywood movie 'Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani') Cover credits: @zivacious

"You are my Jannat, not now but forever."

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.