We are all dreaming for a prince charming on a white horse and fairytale starting from love, don't we? Started: Aug 2015 Ended: July 2016 Edited: minor edits in July 2020 #2 in spouse 19/09/2020

His eyes scanned the room silently .The room was filled with colours. It was too bright for his taste.People were talking and laughing with each other.He was sitting quietly on the front like a King.His attitude and his personality screamed danger while his features showed a beautiful combination of dominance and sexiness.He was beautiful.His face screamed power,may be that's why people were too scared to come near him.His bodyguards stood protectively behind him ready to do anything waiting for his command.His eyes found no sign of danger ,he was about to relax when his eyes settled on a beauty laughing in a corner playing with a kid.He was unable to take his eyes off of her.His eyes assessed her shamelessly as she played with the kid oblivious to her surroundings.Her giggles were like honey floating in his ears. A smile automatically made its way upto his face as his mind settled its claim on her

"I will not go against my parents for a person who abandoned his morals and humanity for power." Her voice may come out monotonous but her body is badly shivering from fear. He never came this close to her. "You were mine and you will always be mine Kanwal.....Do whatever they say until I get my hands on you." He whispers before leaving her sleeve and disappearing into the darkness. _____________________________________ He lost everything as the cost he has to pay for the cause he chooses to serve but he cannot let go of one thing. His love and he will use whatever in his power to get what he desires. Smart, cunning, brave and strong-willed. He is the brain of Black Eagles. He is Ahad Murtaza.

"Zaabit Bhai!! What are you doing?" I begin to walk back as his sturdier figure became close. "You aren't supposed to be here, Zaabit Bhai" I begin to scream because for the past few weeks since I have arrived back. He never came this close to me. What's the sudden change? "Stop calling me Zaabit Bhai.... Bhai ...Bhai ...damn it" his dark black eyes boring into me and I fear them ever since that day. "I didn't give you the permission to call me that. For you I am just Zaabit" he said in between his clench teeth. The fear of seeing me in different light became reality. I fear him. I fear him from that day. I fear him in day and night. He even haunts me in my dreams. Even when I went oceans away. ~~~~~~~♥♥♥♥ A journey of two souls beginning with different emotions. Like the meaning of her name, Saama vowed to hate him until her last breath. Zaabit like his name he remembers that she has always been his. Saama is an aspiring writer who can go to any length to bring the characters of her novels into life. Even if that meant for her to suffer. She wants to be the best romance writer who envisioned the life of her characters in detail ways. She is a bookworm along with having other qualities like she is always happy, talks to everyone disregarding age, careful of hurting others and unlike typical bookworm girl she is beautiful inside and out Zaabit is a Captain in the army. He is quite, cold, ruthless person who doesn't listen to anybody. Zaabit is like a crazy horse when he is out of the army attire. He hates being ordered around and is a clever man who remembers everything in detail. He has always been Obsessed with Saama since childhood's days. His obsession to make her his has led Saama to hate him. He had always found comfort in her. *Please do not copy*

The line separating darkness and light is very thin, no one knows when they will stumble upon the other side. The same thing happened to him long ago, an incident and he was dragged into the other side of the world, but instead of being devoured by the darkness, he swallowed it. Ruling over the demons of the society he was no less of a demon to them, a demon that fell in love with the fairy of light, Noor. Mahnoor, a cheerful young girl who suddenly finds herself imprisoned in a cage created by the most infamous man she knew, Moosa Khan. Who claimed to love her, but how can this fairy of light love back a demon? ________________________________ *Not edited, read on your own risk.* Cover by @AdibahRafhanah

-UNEDITED- | IBRAHIM BOOK I | Iqraam Ibrahim; a billionaire who had it all. A loving family, money, fame, an empire and was living his dream as a CEO and Racer. He felt that he was 'Content.' And that 'Content' changed to something more when he met a certain niqabi. She became his Assistant and with a little (okay alot) of sparks and feelings, he fell in love. Except there was much more to the Niqabi then just her poise and posture or intelligence. And he would do anything to call her, his. New bonds, family reunion, shocking pasts and outrageous news- all in one. Welcome to the tale of two hearts, poles apart, The Billionaire and The Niqabi. © scopian_16 2015

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018

Fareesa Dasti is a reckless, bold, gregarious, stubborn yet sweet and sympathetic, 19-year-old girl studying Calculus at the Nobel University. Yet when it comes to her looks and outward appearance she is very self-conscious. Ashar Ali, son of the founder of the Nobel University, is a handsome, possessive, but caring and a practicing Muslim. Even though he is not very passionate about teaching, he has to cover up for a very ill professor for a few months due to his father's insistence. Little does he know that in those few months he would find his ideal girl. What happens when Ashar starts having feelings for Fareesa and his feelings are not reciprocated as she not only despises him for how he treated her as a student but also loathes the idea of marriage? What happens when he proposes to her and she rejects him? What happens when their worlds keep colliding and destiny finally brings them together? Will Fareesa realize that they belong together? Will she be alongside Ashar to face all the obstacles together or will she leave him? Welcome to Ashar & Faressa's life story

[Highest ranking #1 in spiritual] [#2 on What's Hot list] "What are you doing here?" I asked her through gritted teeth. She looked at me confused. For the sake of her, I have to do this. "I asked what are you doing here?" I now shouted at her. She flinched. "I..I came here for you." She stuttered, playing with her fingers. "Aah! As if I don't know what you came here for!" I spoke menacingly. "What are you talking about?" She asked, confusion and hurt flickered through her eyes and I quickly averted my gaze. "Oh so you don't know huh?!" I said, taking two steps towards her and holding her by her arm tightly. "I know you married me just because you wanted money. You are just a gold digger. We are married but don't think that I like you. I don't like you nor will I ever like you. Forget about loving you. We are married but I don't consider you as my wife. You are nothing to me. NOTHING!" °○°○° Meet Sidra Qureshi. She is 20, a fun loving and happy go lucky person who cheers everyone around her. She is the only daughter of her parents but a part of her is lost when she lost her brother when she was 10. Since then she is the life of her parents. She had practically lived her life in oblivion about her past. Meet Nabil sikander. He is 23, an Arrogant, Ruthless and Cold hearted person. His dream is to be the CEO of his father's company which he is trying real hard to be and is adamant on it, living behind his cheerful life. He have insecurities and trust issues. Jealousy made him the person he have become. He is dying everyday from his guilt. A past which binds them both together. A past which she is unaware of and a past which he is guilty of. Unaware of her past, she tried everything in her attempt to make their marriage work and because of the past, he kept pushing her away. Finally things started to settle and love started blooming but will their love last long? Or will their past ruin their happiness, their lives and their love? Read to find out