A story about a girl and her journey to find true love with her husband.

Sophia will do anything to escape an arranged marriage to the arrogant billionaire, Enrique Monteiro, but he has more control than she knows. ***** Enrique Monteiro, a powerful Brazilian billionaire, has gotten everything he wanted in life. He has looks, wealth, power, and women. He travels in his private jet to negotiate business deals all over the globe. His godly looks and reserved attitude makes seems to pull women in. With just a snap of his fingers, he can get everything he's ever wanted. Everything except Sophia Castello. [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]] Cover designed by Karen Roberts

Damien Stryker is a ruthless billionaire, but when Serena Mclane is forced to marry him, she hopes to find the mercy behind his cold eyes and strong hands. ****** Damien Stryker, a domineering billionaire, is someone you don't want to get close to. Unfortunately for Serena Mclane, she doesn't have much of a choice. Always at the mercy of her family's name and legacy, Serena has to do as her father says. So when her father forces her into an arranged marriage with the one and only Damien Stryker: the truth comes out. Secrets are unveiled, and love starts to bloom. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

Rabbi shrahli sadri. wayassirli amri. wahlul uqdatam millisani. yafqahu qawli. [surah Taha] It is said by our prophet (PBUH) that "if a women prays her *five (daily prayers) *fasts her month (Ramadan) *guards her chastity and *obeys her husband, it will be said to her enter paradise by whichever of the gates of paradise you wish" 'Do you have a boyfriend?', 'Did your fiance confessed his love towards you?', 'Did he propose you? Aww that is so cute', really? How often do we ask those questions and how easy it is for us to answer them as a 'yes'. But do we even realise that it is not lawful in the eyes of our Creator? Do we even realise that we are violating the rules of being a Muslim because Muslim literally means 'the one who submits to the will of God'. The story stresses on the particular topics which the present youth is going through. A girls journey from haram to halal who was trapped in haram things and a lesson for those who attach their hearts before marrying.

Featured in wattpad India under Romance. *** An Indian girl travelled to New York with a dream to pursue her higher education, but what she didn't expect was something else-- or someone else-- waiting for her. When a predicament arised, she needed to save her new best friend, so she turned towards a guy who is cynical about love, preferring casual encounters to relationship and known as 'player', but he asked her for something in return. What will happen when two people who had lost their belief in love will unite together? Would Jessica, who belongs to a conservative Indian family, accept the insane deal from the foreign guy? Edited by : @jgfairytales

"Helena, I know you are in here." I stopped breathing. Do not breathe. Do not breathe, I chanted to myself. I listened very hard for a sound as to where he was. There. To my left. I heard a faint click. I turned my head very, very slowly. There was nothing there. Had I hallucinated? It wouldn't be the first time I thought. I moved my eyes around the space but only saw darkness. Relieved I made a small sound. Big mistake. I tried my hardest not to scream as his dark figure landed in front of me. His back to me, he stood in front of the window, where the moonlight streamed in and made a soft glow around his lean, slightly muscled body. I saw his shoulders lift as he inhaled. I held my breath and prayed he didn't turn around. My prayers were not answered. As he slowly turned around, I saw on his face, the seductive smile he had. He looked at me with a slightly mocking expression in his eyes as he started towards me. "Why did you run away? Hmm?" he purred as he neared me and grabbed my wrist, "Why would you run away from your dear husband? Why would you little Helena?" He smirked a cruel smile that showed his teeth. His dark eyes seemed to look into my mind and see every secret that I held inside. He looked me up and down, then licked his lips. I looked into his eyes and saw an expression of contained hunger. My conscious was yelling at me to run but my legs wouldn't move. I stood frozen, mesmerized by his dark, pupil-less eyes. "Do you know what I am Helena?" he asked softly. I just looked at him, even though I knew. I knew he was not of this world. Not even of this dimension. He was something entirely different. He smiled that vicious smile and bent down towards my lips.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.