WINNER OF READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 (Historical Fiction) Stone hearts. Silver to gold. And the fierce need to prove oneself. [THIS STORY IS PENDING MAJOR EDITS TO CHARACTERS AND PLOTS]. Sequel: Silver Skies Highest ranks: #1 in Arabia || #3 in History || #51 in Assassin || #90 in Spiritual

Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Historical Fiction. Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Spiritual Category. Winner of Best Muslim Readers' Choice Awards: Prince of Knights _____________ Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also known for their bravery and leadership. Faris, son of Sheikh Mubarak a hard-hearted man known among his tribe. No man is brave enough to raise his voice in his presence. His mission was to demolish his enemy's tribe for annihilating one of his men. However, fate decided something new when blood feud was only resolved by his marriage to the daughter of his enemy. Raghad is just like any other Muslim girl, who wishes to marry the man of her dreams but she meets Faris the Knight with no heart. He only fears his Lord his maker and no one else. With no other option to resolve blood feud Raghad steps over her dreams to shield her tribe. Will Faris unbolt the gates of his heart for her? Read to find out what happens in this love story. Prince of Knights, based on a Bedouin lifestyle. FOLLOW TO READ!

She was in love with words she'd never spoken, places she'd never explored, people she'd never met, and a world that didn't exist. Yet, she didn't believe the truth he vocalized like lies. He despised every syllable she uttered, every place she marked with her soft steps, the people she tainted with her pure voice, and the world she imagined. Yet, he didn't know the secrets she hid behind her mesmerizing eyes. ****** The purest of hearts have endured the most pain. The kindest of souls have been wounded the greatest. The biggest of smiles have quivered the hardest. The quietest of eyes have cried the heaviest of tears. || A Wattpad Featured Story as of May 17th, 2018 ||

"You know what is love, Zarrar Aalam, but you do not know its definition in my mind- that you call love." She spoke in cold voice enough to shake his whole exhausted being while observing the artistic patterns of water on the casement of the lounge. "Then what do I call love?" He lifted his eyelids only to disclose the bloodshot valleys slightly blurred by the salty water swimming through their dimensions. She chuckled coldly and faced him to say, "Hate. Your love is hate to me." A drop from his tired orbs slid down his stubble and the thunderstorms jolted the sky. She was saying much- many words but the only ones his mind registered were, "Simple hate!" What happens when the biggest virtues of a girl, her piety and purity of character, are badly demolished by the man she hated the most? Even when her body is not troubled but the scars are imprinted on her soul? Can she at any time start falling for the man behind all this mayhem in her life? Can she love him? Can she ever stop hating him, simply? My biggest mistake was not falling for you. It was thinking you had fallen for me too!

Hemayal and Ibrahim - two souls who weren't against each other, destiny was. After many years of intentional silence at both ends, one rainy afternoon and a loud crash of cars bring two people back together who know each other and yet have centuries between them. A story where coincidences are real and when they come to haunt you, there's no escaping.

(n.) destruction of the self; "destroyed in love" A collection of short stories, excerpts, scenes I write. Probably going to be super sappy and sometimes corny.

FACETS # 1.5/2.5 Novellas 《The course of true love never did run smooth. - William Shakespeare 》

"The end of your world?" Her eyes flooded with doubts. "The day when I stop loving you", his fingers trembled in her hand, "and the day is already here", tightly pressing his eyelids he said, "I cannot love you, Sataish". Where is the question of love between a young girl and a devilishly handsome young psychiatrist who is combating with a strange phobia? He is everything that a girl desires for. He is intelligent. He can read her eyes that but cannot love her despite knowing that he would die otherwise. The story based on a strange phobia: The fear of falling in love Join the journey of Sataish and Irtiza to unveil the real journey of love, fear and love!

Highest rank #10 in spiritual "Take me home, please-" She requested him in a broken voice. Haani paused to look in her direction for a moment but she refused to meet his gaze. Nodding more to himself, he understood at once what she meant by home. Walking towards her side of the car he opened the door for her. Without a word she got out and started walking towards the house before Haani could clasp his large hand around her arm to stop her. She abrupty stopped and turned around to face him. Her face as blank as a stone sculpture yet to carve. "It's not safe here." He informed her with genuine concern. "Then where is it safe? With you?" ...... Famous artist Haani Fateen knows that nothing comes for free, you always have to set a bait to catch your fish. So, when he finds the source of inspiration to his art, he sets his game. Sanari Abdul knows one thing, men are enslaved to their desires. So, when she finds herself trapped in his games, she can't escape anymore.