2018-19: Ranked No. 1 - for "Love for life" 2019: Ranked #129 for "Care" 2019: Ranked #70 for love triangle "marry me" he opened his eyes and looked straight into mine. i was speecless because of this sudden proposal. "breath esha" he whisper in my ear. "umm... I want to go home " i said looking away as i had already planned not to get into such thing before getting my life stable. I remove my hand from his shoulder and looked away. He hold my face from both of his hands and forced me to look at him "no you have to answer now, please don't make me do something that i may regret later on" he said more like a threat. Jerk he ruined everything, stupid. "you're not in office. You can't order me right now and it's my life and all decisions are my own, it's getting late i need to go." i said struggling to free my self from his grip but he was too strong. "you have to be mine, or nobody's" he said sternly loosen his grip and unfold his arms. I really miss his warmth but last part was rude and cute at the same time. What a jerk, one time he's so nice and another minute he became arrogant jerk.

The shy, quiet girl who sits in back of class is the last person you would think to be a werewolf right? Well, Abigail Mason is just that. She wants to just blend in and disappear. The only place she is ever truly herself is in the ballet studio where she graces the floor with dances. But as fate would have it the one day she dances out of her comfort zone one foot steps into another packs territory and the Alpha, the most popular guy in the state and one of the most known in the country, just happens to be her mate? This shy quiet girl might let this man dance into her heart. But is she ready to leave the comfort of her own shell to find out? -------------------------------------------------- My first werewolf story so please don't hate on it too much! Cover by @saudi_araybia

| IBRAHIM BOOK II | "I am willing to give my everything to you, if you agree to be mine forever" ---- He looked Italian He dressed brands He spoke billionaire language He ran an entire empire with the tip of his fingers He drove luxurious cars He traveled to exotic places He had all he ever wanted all except her She was his best friends' sister She was the girl he loved She was the one who had her head held high She was the one who could not be loved She was the one who cannot love and she was out of reach from him sparks, fireworks and mid season flowers and leaves, all fly about as the two meet, the twisted love story of. "The Billionaire And The Hijabi" => Highest Ranking: #2 on Spiritual Hotlist (15/02/16) copyright scopian_16 2016

|• H i g h e s t R a n k i n g #1 in Spiritual •| They didn't agree on much. In fact, they didn't agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other every day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other. "I thought you said, I wasn't your type. What changed?" The guy is unbelievable. "Well, that was a year ago. People change," he whispers the last part. He leans closer to my face and his dark green eyes meet mine. "You're not like the others. You're different in a good way." "Too little, too late, and a little too wrong. You're my boss and I'm your maid, to be more specific, your Muslim Maid. So don't fool me, because to you, I'm just a game, Mr. James." With that, I walked away from him. James Madison is the boss, who has everything he wants. He is careless. He never apologizes for his mistakes. But his world changes When he meets his Muslim Maid. Jasmine Jamal is his maid. A Muslim. Her parents died a long time ago. She lives with her uncle. She has one brother who she cares about. She doesn't want to fall in love or believe any of that. All she wants, is to support her little brother, but her life becomes worse when she meets James, her boss.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!