Vera Laurenti was a eighteen year old girl who had just graduated from High School. She never had a normal childhood. She grew up without her parents who didn't want her. She was an outsider of the family. Her grandparents raised her with much love since she was born. She felt forever thankful for them. On her graduation day, she met the Minettis who her grandparents knew for many years. She learned that she was arranged to be married to the famous CEO Adrian Minetti two years before her birth by her grandfather and Adrian's grandfather, Pietro. As she started her life with Adrian, she never imagined that she would feel so alone and unwanted by her new husband. She started to see Adrian's true colors towards her. Would Adrian be the one who change her life into heaven or to hell? This book is from my own imagination. All Rights Reserved. 2016

In which two families allow their traditions to strangle to death their own flesh and blood.

I lost everything I have Love, family, my soul My mind and heart were corrupted by Fear, Sadness and Trauma I believed all of his promises, I am such a fool He promised Love, but he pushed me away in the depths of agony. He promised trust, but he never believed everything I said. He promised happiness, but he took them all replacing them with nightmares that will haunt me forever. Run Hide Never ever go back

Previously known as "The Ceo And His Hijabi" *** The night was dark. Ruthless and forbidden. It was like the murkiness was calling him in the arms of lurking demons, the demons which had always been there with him, teasing him mocking him. He stood before the window, looking down at the city, which was glittering as if thousands of stars have descended down from the sky, each scattering as far as a human eye could see. The tall buildings stood there, an aura of pride surrounding them, reminding him the consequences of the evil power that he had faced. His heart was beating in a sinful rhythm but the devil, oh the devil, he stood there in the darkness as if it was his own cloak, his own shelter. "Tell me this is a lie," The little Muslimah whispered. Her voice hoarse with emotions, her throat perched from all the crying that she had done in the past hour. The truth that laid before her had broken her. "Either you believe the artificial lie or realize the truth lying before your eyes." His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. His mind but his heart, it was in chaos. A cry of pain escaped the Muslimah's lips but he stood there, unwavering, listening to the tortured soul. "How long? How long have you kept this from me?" She questioned him. Her green eyes held a fire which he had never seen before. It was dangerous because it could consume her, becoming the reason for her own downfall. He knew after telling her the truth there was no coming back but he was a man of character and no matter how comforting a lie is, he would always go for the truth even if it meant chaos.

Not edited(first draft) Nayab Hasan 22 year old beautiful girl is a journalist. She is bubbly, kind hearted, adventurous and firm in her decisions. Haroon Samad khan 29 year old handsome is business tycoon. He is arrogant, Cold hearted, ruthless but caring, sweet and possessive for his family. _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ What happens when they were forced for NIKAH? Inspite of accepting each other as husband and wife they were unknown to each other. What happens when after NIKAH they unknowingly cross each hi other path in adverse conditions? And on their way of revenge, hate and ego they discover their relation and love. Join Nayab Hasan and Haroon Samad khan on their way of finding love..............

[Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual on 15/8/18] ••• • In which a girl saved a boy's life in the most unexpected of circumstances • She drank water. He drank alcohol. She had a family who'd take a bullet for her. He had a family who'd throw him under the bus. She dreamt of her future. He dreamt of his death. Both are Muslims but only one is closer to their Lord. ••• *NOT CLICHÉ* This story in no way depicts the true Muslim culture. It's about the modern Muslims nowadays who steer away from the right path. This book contains some strong language, graphic content and violence so I advise you to read it with care. WARNING: too much cuteness you'll die squealing. ©Copyright 2018. sanasays. Any sort of plagiarism of my story will be reported immediately, and that includes my aesthetics and banners as well.

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

"Now, are you ready to marry me?" he asked in his stern voice. " P-please I don-don't want t-to m-marry. P-please lea-leave me. I want to go h-home." I begged. After listening my reply, his eyes became dark instantly and fury enveloped him. He fisted my hair and pulled it with such a great force that a sharp cry resonated in a room, only that cry came from me. " P-please lea-leave, its hurt-hurting." I said with fear lacing in my eyes in between my heavy breaths and sobs. "You girl !! I was going so much easy on you, but you dared to defy me again and again. Firstly, at our first meeting in your house and then you ran away on the day of our wedding, clearly defying me showing you got some guts. Even then I showed some mercy on you last night but not now. I have to do something that you dared not to defy me ever AGAIN." He shouted in the last, making me flinched and now, I am having no idea what he is intended to do with me. _______________________ Ayat, age 20, didn't realised when her life turned out from bad to worst until a person with a mask of a devil entered her life. She was innocent, pure, timid, submissive, obedient and moreover a loving and kind hearted girl. But her life becomes a hell when she became a target of a revenge by the devil. Rehman, a rich business man with a devilish aura entered Ayat's life with one aim to ruin her life. With a manipulative and calculative mind, and temptation of a revenge coursing in his veins, he was hell bent to ruin that girl's life who became a sole reason of his misery at one time of his life. And what more be better than to cage her forever in his prison in a name of marriage? A marriage happened forcefully. But does revenge only all about mattered in his life? Would love ever bloom between them? Or a hatred burning in his heart would be enough to ruin the chance of bright future he could have with a kind hearted sweet Ayat? WARNING:- This story is going to be dark. Abusive content. Be aware..!!

He came home angrily i don't now what happened to him he started to throw all the things. I asked him "what happened". He stared gaining at me like a hungry lion towards its prey.... I stared praying god to save me from this hungry lion. "This is all your f***ing fault. because of you i lost my project." "what I have done"I asked him He started laughing and said "You bloody gold digger because of you I am stuck in this marriage". I ran towards our room and stared crying . "How can he call me gold digger? I don't know what he do for livelihood? after coming to this mansion i got to know he is rich". and i started weeping. Suddenly the room door opened i saw his angry face and recalled the words he told me and stared crying with hiccups by listening hiccups he came by my side and said "GET OUT OF MY ROOM YOU GOLD DIGGER AND DON'T SHOW YOUR FACE ". I didn't listen further ran out of room went to other room and cried like a maniac for an hour i don't know. I wiped my tears and to washroom washed my face and saw my reflection in mirror I saw a broken Misha which am not. I promised myself "Mr Arihant Khurana you don't want to see my face naa soo I don't show you my face but i will prove you what am and surely make your live miserable let THE WAR BEGINS............" A devilish smirk appeared on my face... What happens when ego comes between a beautiful relationship called MARRIAGE.................. will they make it through letting their EGO aside.