Join me, let's unravel the story of two different people. He's a gardener in her father's house and she's treated like a slave in her father's house. A mother's love is the sacred kind of love. The love that wherever you are, no matter who you are and what becomes of you, is solid and the most needful love. It doesn't waver even on days that soft human being feels tired or depressed, it's always there whenever you need it. It's a love planted so deep that no one could ever reach its roots. The greatest of all loves. They both were hungry of it. They both were cold, they need a mother's closure, a mother's warmth and her love to fill their hearts. They live in two different worlds, where there's no path linking them. He lives as a gardener in her father's mansion, walking around every day with grief, and the starvation of a mother's love. She sees his grief without asking him, she sense his hunger before he speaks to her, she knows what he wants just staring at him. They have never shared a word about it, but through their hearts; Tariq and Zulekha knew their deep wounds that they both were certain would hurt for eternity.

The door flung open into the dark room, lightening struck the dark sky shining a little light on the shirtless man that stood by the doorway. "Who's there" my shaky voice masked with fear asked. Paying a deaf ear to my question he walked deeper into the room towards my bed as my shaky hands drew the covers higher over my whimpering self, right up to my nose. "Khalil?" my voice sounded weird coming through the thick duvet, it felt awkward calling his name I mean am I even allowed to call him that? I was more scared now that I knew who it was. What was he doing in room? A loud thunder sound came as he sat beside me, a little too close. Does this man know he's shirtless and in my room at eleven p.m? "Have you chosen a surrogate?" his thick voice cut through the sound of raindrops and my train of thoughts. I slowly shook my head at him. "Relax"He raised his hand to my face which was still covered halfway and slowly dragged down the covers down to my abdomen revealing my bare arms in my spaghetti strap v neck nightwear. I scanned the room for my robe and found it hanging on the coat rack in the far end of my room, I would get up to get it but my nightgown didn't really qualify as a gown. I watched his eyes travel up my body landing on my chest, his Adams apple bobbed up. He shut his eyes and when he opened them, they landed on mine sending shivers down my spine... Hidaya Hassan Abdulqadir thought she lost it all when her parents and lover all died in a plane crash, she slowly tried to move on from then letting the almighty take control after a year of grieving. She is married off to electronic magnet, Khalil Nuhu DanMaliki who was her father's business partner in hopes of saving her fathers legacy. Follow them on their journey through marriage and see how their love unfolds even though true love can only be permanent in Jannah. All rights reserved®

[Featured Book On Wattpad's Profile] "Let her go Lee." I growled at the swine who held the girl roughly around her waist. My eyes snapped to look at the fragile, vulnerable girl. Hot tears rushed down her wide, terrified eyes and kissed her wet cheeks. Water dripped down her soaked brown hair. Her tiny form trembled from both terror and the bitter, harsh cold. I had to do something and do it real fast. I can't hurt Lee without hurting her. What should I do? Find out what happens in a Soldier's love story. Trailer inside, chapter 6 and chapter 18

#620 teenfiction 21/4/2018 "If nothing last forever," he started in a satin smooth voice. "Then me and you are going to be nothing forever." A lump grew in her throat, she tried very hard to swallow it, but she couldnt. He twirled a lock of her dark hair with his long slender fingers, playing with each strands lazily. "The rumors were wrong, I'm into brunette." Then he moved her closer to his body, his warm breath cooling her body. "I finally settled it Sam, the two of us are going to be together." He whispered as he eyes started getting droopy. The sedative had started hitting him. "Right, you still love me right?" She sought to reassure him and moved her lips against his throat, then gently nipped a vulnerable hollow. "You still want to play Cara?" His voice reverberated against her mouth, and she felt rather than heard his soft husky laughter when she shook her head in silent negation. Then his quietly voiced, "Sleep easy Cara," sent goosebumb scudding in numerous directions to places they had no right to invade. She lay thaere, unable to make a sound. Then she heard it, those three words she had been longing for from the day she first saw him. "I LOVE YOU." and within minutes she became aware of the steady pattern of his breathing. Then she quietly disentangle her self from him, hurridly wore her clothes and ran away from Max Kimball's life forever. Without a backward glance . *********** Sam Jenner came from a broken home, one she is not proud of, with her father a murderer and her mother a stripper, life couldn't get much more worse. Her only joy is a person. A boy who hardly know her, but his existence is a source of Joy to her. Max Kimball. Max Kimball is at wits end. Who was he to choose, between the person he loves and the person who loves him? But before he could decide, Sam makes a decision that shatters 4 lives. Cliche with a twist. Tap read to find out what happened next.

Salamatu smiled and scoffed, her signature evil gesture. This was not the first time her husband Mallam Garba was bringing a new wife into their home and she was sure it's not going to be the last, but what she was most certain about is that, this new wife, just like the 18 others that left before her, would not live to tell the story in Garba's house. A dramatic polygamous household, awestruck and humor filled rollercoaster.

Betty is new to Riverdale boarding school and her life is tuned upside because down the hall is Jughead Jones. The clever, funny, sexy,screwed up, and utterly fascinating Jughead Jones. Jughead launches Betty into his life and most importantly his heart.

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They say curiosity killed the cat. But why kill the cat when you can read body language? Is he angry? Is she happy? Is he sad? Is she excited? Is he jealous? While meeting/interacting with people we often come across these questions. We are not sure how the other person is feeling. This gets frustrating when asking them is never an option. So how can we know what the other person is feeling without asking them? The answer is BODY LANGUAGE! We can read their body language and know what's on their mind. This book contains some facts about body language. Reading this may not make you an expert but it surely will give you some clues about people's body language. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ WARNING- Body language is not an exact science. No single body language sign is a reliable indicator. Understanding body language involves the interpretation of several consistent signals to support or indicate a particular conclusion.

Gabriella gains admission into a new school. Here she makes new friends. Eugenia hides from her uncle while searching for her brother. Fortunately, fate brings them together but none of them is prepared for what happens next. Cover @kalogathia

Estella Salvatore hates Klaus Mikaelson with a passion. Klaus Mikaelson is hopelessly in love with Estella Salvatore. Their love story is a little twisted. [SEASON TWO/THREE - THE VAMPIRE DIARIES] [COVER BY: @voluntears] [WINNER OF THE @TVDCommunity 2016 FANFIC AWARDS] #7 in Fanfiction - 6/20/16 holly james © 2016 *this story was first written in 2015, when the writer was a wee 14 year old. it has not been edited since. the writer has no plans to go back and edit. please keep that in mind and read at your own risk lol*