I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

Diablo Fiorre is a very wealthy man. When he wants something he gets it.

Adam is a billionaire, but he is also secretly a billionaire. Did I mention he's a billionaire? Also he's hiding a dark secret. And then there's Kiera Renesmee Jermagesty McKenna Ricardo Rosa de la Montoya Ramirez, a broke waitress who struggles to feed her cheese stick addiction. What happens when their paths cross? How does one make a sandwich with no bread? Is it sexier to cry in Italian or in Turkish? Was there a table in The Lion King? Did they name the fruit orange after the color orange or did they name the color orange after the fruit orange? Read on to possibly find out. Warning: Reading this book may cause a loss of brain cells. Writing this absolute shitfest of a book caused me to drop at least 50 IQ points. Consider yourselves warned. Cover is by @panickedsociety (Highest ranks: #1 in Parody, #1 in satire, #9 in Humor)

Maya has always been a target of being bullied since her school life. She had no real friends to stand by her side. Now,she is going to university, with hope that her life may turn good. Zaid is among those who enjoys bullying people . He does the same to Maya. Later,he finds out he is not doing right. He wants to change his bad attitude. He decides to apologize to everyone he hurt. On the other hand, Zaid falls for Maya unconditionally . With time,he finds out about Maya's unknown truth.

WARNING! MAY CONTAIN SEENS THAT ARE INNAPROPRIATE OR MATURE FOR SOME READERS! Mr.Ace is known around the world for being a multi-billionaire and Ace industries being on the top of the businesses chain. He's handsome, no doubt about that. Mr.Ace rarely smiles, in fact he keeps a stone cold face. There's something that will trigger his happiness and only time will tell when it comes. Marielena Santiago is a humble, beautiful and kind girl. Through all the pain she goes through at home, she still keeps a smile on her face. That's right, she smiles (Unlike Mr.Ace.) What happens when Mr.Ace fills in as a substitute teacher for his mother? What happens when these 2 cross paths? Follow them through there wonderful yet tragic moments as they find love and things they didn't know about each other. "When he first looked at her, he knew that she was the one for him. He never felt that way about any girl he laid eyes on. From the moment he laid eyes on her: She was his."

Kiss me out on the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress They stared at each other's eyes for a really really long time and then his eyes fell on the flowers in her hands. "Roses... !! " "It's valentines day you fool. You always forget..." They both chuckled together and at the same time they sobbed not being able to hold their emotions any longer.He cupped her face with his one hand lovingly, "But I've got nothing to give you." Emily leaned forward, her lips touching his earlobe gently. "Just kiss me."

~Paranormal~ Mia, one of the youngest successful psychiatrists in Connecticut had been waiting for that one case that would challenge her skills and knowledge. And she might get what she wanted after Victor came along, barging into her clinic one evening. In the war of proving the unimaginable as delusion, a game of the complicated human mind... something completely else might be in store for her - for them. After all, there're too many mysteries hidden in Connecticut.

She fell upon him one night and he fell too deep. Sebastian and Violet, their story began from a lake side one night when he heard the muse of her anklets announcing her arrival moments before she entered his life. And he held her the whole night like he hadn't ever held something so precious ever before. "It's just another night And I'm staring at the moon I saw a shooting star And thought of you I sang a lullaby By the waterside and knew If you were here, I'd sing to you..."

Oliver looked on amazed as his witch dipped a little backwards, his hand still had a light grip on her upper arm. To an onlooker it would seem like they were in the midst of a slow dance. Oliver kept on watching as her lips uplifted themselves into a pleased smile. Her nose crinkled as another snowflake joined the first one. Her one had stretched out to catch the shiny, multicolored cloud particles. Soon, her woolen cap also got decorated with snow. She sighed out a smokey breath with her eyes fluttering close in the bliss of this moment. And the sight took Oliver's breath away. 'You...,' Oliver mumbled, 'You look...' 'What?' Elli hummed closing her eyes, the smile was still there and so was her addictive bliss. Oliver didn't know his mouth had parted open slightly, he felt a thirst like never before engulfing his very being. 'You look...,' He tried again, a lump was forming in his throat. Hearts beat in rhythm and they beat together fast, it was as if they would keep it up like that until they could combust hand in hand. But Oliver forced himself to return back to reality. Getting a grip of himself, he finished his dangerous sentence finally. 'You look like Santa Claus!' Or what else? Oliver mentally chastised himself for even thinking of saying it aloud that she looked beautiful indeed, absolutely gorgeous, like an angel of mischief, a true witch - a white, beautiful one in that case. He couldn't risk saying all that to her and inflate her already oversize ego bag, he couldn't bear having her walk all over him in pride and... whatever. Elli gasped and stood straighter now, her outstretched hand in it's own accord landed straight on his chest, right over his heart in a - what was supposed be a punishing slap. Oliver hissed. 'This acidity!' *You're Still The One, Book 3* ~~It's difficult for them to be with each other, but then, it's also difficult for them to be without each other. ~~

'You didn't answer my question,' he asked, holding her gaze in his hypnotic ones. 'Wh... what question?' She was surprised at her own voice, it sounded like of someone else's. She wanted to ask him--which question, there were so many he had asked her tonight. Each one threatening in their own different ways to her sanity. Brandan smiled mysteriously. Not answering her, he instead said something else, 'Don't keep staring at me like that.' His voice was soft. Suddenly, she found herself in some other world. 'W.. why?' She stammered ridiculously. His lips slightly brushed against her, she closed her eyes in anticipation, under the spell of their lips connecting. Sparking were the electricity all over her skin. ''Cause....' He took a step back from her, leaving her cold and she was too lost to do something about it--like leaping closer to him and getting engulfed in the euphoric warmth once again. ''Cause, you will fall in love with me... ' He paused as growling deeply a set of thunders boomed above the skies. Cold wind made her hair dance around. He finally finished his sentence, 'Again.' Rain poured down upon her heavily as if the entire sky was about to break down over her, She opened her eyes against the cold water to see he had lef alreadyt, leaving her to drown into his words, completely. *** They say love's blind. Maybe that's why Emma loved Brandan despite all odds, more than she loved herself but only to find that it wasn't enough. When time and fate decided to be cruel to the utmost, she found herself broken in all the ways possible. Realizing that love wasn't enough, she picked up her ruined self and found a new beginning at the end. But fate had, apparently, some unexpected plans in store. Against all odds, they were meant to face one another once again. But this time, Brandan was a changed man and so was Emma. While one was burnt from the pain, another was burnt from the guilt. And then...