These stories do not belong to me. They're just a few of my favourite stories. Enjoy

We all know the story of Beauty and the Beast. This story follows the outline of the traditional story pretty well with some changes to make it seems more real, more intense, and not such a fairytale. There's a Mansion secluded in the thick forest south of town that Isabelle happened to run into one very stormy night. Denied help from the Master, but aided by the servants, she finds her life intertwined with theirs and there's nothing she can do to stop it. The Master is horrible - beastly. He's powerful, and manages to put Isabelle under a spell of his own. A story of two people learning about themselves by falling in love with the other. Here's my version of Beauty and the Beast.

{ 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*

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.

H.R #3 in spiritual (4/10/2016) * "But you're my husband! I should...I should at least know where you are at 2 o'clock in the morning!" "I didn't want to be your husband! And the last time I checked you didn't want to marry me either! So I'm not inclined to tell you anything!" I froze, his answer shocking me beyond belief. "You're right..." I said slowly,"I didn't want to marry you." * Hassan Malik. The perfect guy.The guy in every girls' dream.The guy with the looks, the money,I mean even his name sounds perfect. So why did I -Aasia Hamid- the ordinary girl not want to marry him? Why didn't I fall helplessly into his arms? Maybe it's because I didn't believe in fairytales Or because my 'prince charming' was more broken then I was. Or maybe I just didn't deserve a 'happily ever after.' But taqdeer will find a way. Perfection is impossible. Happiness is never eternal. And lies are beautiful... the ones shared between us being the prettiest of all.

As well as there being a numerous amount of amazingNESS whilst wearing the hijaab (Muslim veil) there are also some downfalls ..

This book is going to be about Why Don't We! (REQUESTS CLOSED) #Wattys2017

Heyy, Beautiful Fairies!! I'm Sara and I'll update on the imagines here, whenever I can. You can come with requests to us and we'll write them to you. Just mention boy, theme (romantic, sweet etc), place and setting (time) and you'll get an imagine! Go read ~M's Imagines too, because she's fab! ~J

Elijah, Klaus, Kol, Stefan, Damon, Matt and maybe someone else, but those are the main people on this book! Feel free to request!

❝ Well, it's not like I was expecting a parade, but where's my parade? ❞ The second book of preferences and imagines! Includes Stefan, Damon, Kol, Klaus, Elijah, Kai and Jeremy. Contains ""mature"" and possibly triggering themes, so read with caution if you consider it necessary! Hopefully you'll enjoy (: © viIIainous 2015