In the heart of the bustling city of Abuja lies the prestigious Rayville American University, owned by the illustrious billionaire tycoon, Hassan Shashi. This elite institution is the haven for society's crème de la crème-heirs and heiresses of vast fortunes, and royalty from renowned kingdoms. Amongst this dazzling world of privilege and power, there is one remarkable exception: a beautiful, intelligent, and spirited young woman from a middle-class family. As the first and only scholarship student at Rayville, she navigates a sea of opulence and entitlement with grace and determination. Facing disdain from her affluent peers and a series of clashes with the arrogant and self-absorbed heir to the university, Ammar Hassan Shashi, she embarks on a journey fraught with challenges. Yet, through it all, she remains steadfast in her quest for friendship, joy, success, and above all, love. ❤ --- Inspired by the Korean drama 'Boys Before Flowers,' this novel spins a completely original tale that promises to captivate and inspire. ---

Rosalie O'Neil is sheltered and protected by her Irish mafia father and brothers. Taken out of her all-girls school during fifth grade, she's been tutored at home within thick iron gates for six years. No boyfriends, no sleepovers, no freedom. Her safety has always been her family's number one priority until they can't afford to keep her hidden from the new mafia man in town. Read on to learn about how an innocent girl changed the New York mafia game once and for all. **SET IN 1950s** [No images used belong to me. All credit to creators. All likeness to real people, alive or deceased is coincidental. Please leave constructive criticism! This is my first story :)] COVER ART BY: Casparita

When a case of mistaken identity leads to an innocent girl being kidnapped by a gangster, will one man bent on revenge push them together or destroy them? ***** Hayden King and Violet Smith couldn't be more different. While he was a feared gangster, she was a simple college student, a delicate flower whose petals had been crushed by a stranger a long time ago. But what they didn't realize is that they had more in common than they initially thought. Their lives were interlinked in a complicated way because of some sick twist of fate. So how will the big revelation affect their life? Will he able to save Violet from the demon of her dreams? Let's find out. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

The characters are highly complex and they exist in a world that values strength over compassion, only the strong survive. The life inside the pack mimics that of a real wolf pack with a strict hierarchy that is established through fighting and power. It is also comparable to a medieval court, the king holds his divine right to rule and the queen exists solely to please and support the king. Throw in scheming courtiers with the ability to change into wolves with sharp claws and fangs and you have the pack construct. As the characters are basically wolves housed in a human skin and the story is laced with animalistic references and traits displayed by all. We first meet the main characters Meela and Grey it is on a bloody battlefield where they recognize each other as their soul mate, and Grey takes Meela as tribute for his pack's help in her brother's fight. From this point on Meela belongs to Grey, and in this world, a highly spirited female with a propensity for impulsive actions matched to a dog stubborn, self-assured, dominant male is going to cause problems. We follow Meela in her journey to become the pack's Luna, a pack who are even more wolf than the one she comes from, and with a mate who has set the highest standards for her to reach as his Luna(female Alpha) and will accept nothing less than perfection. In the midst of all this and the struggle they face to form a personal and public relationship, there is one incident that will change them both and the fate of the pack completely. From that point on both Meela and Grey are inevitably changed and for them to be together, either one or both needs to change, but when you live in a world where you are taught that weakness is easily exploited and to admit defeat can potentially lead to your destruction. Thank you @chortle for the great summary

"Why did u punch him?" I asked in shock. "Why did you kiss him?" He asked me angrily. "What? I... but..he... " "Is he your boyfriend? Or Did he pay you to be with him?" He asked this annoyedly by interupting me. But hearing those words coming out from his mouth made me loose my temper. I went nearer to him and slapped him across his face. "How could you say like that? I am not like other bimbo's who are dying to do anything for money. I certainely don't need to explain to you anything and i don't wish to work with you anymore. Goodbye Mr. Pearce." ❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇ Alexander Pearce is the CEO of leading multi national company- The Pearce Industries. He is the most eligible bachelor in the New York city. While Scarlet Reeves is just a simple girl from a small town of Ohio, who just recently shifted to New York with her best friend Taylor Hope to pursue a descent job and improve her way of living life peacefully. Little did she knew her destiny has something else written for her rather than living peacefully. She got an opportunity to work with Alexander as his Personal Assistant and that would be a hell of a ride for her. He is possesive, highly develish,stubbornly handsome and a greek god. With so much of qualities in him will she really be able to handle this hell of a Ceo? Or is there a possibibility that this Possesive Ceo will be her's forever? What do you all think? ********************* This book is not so perfect. But i am just trying it out. After completing the story i will check out the mistakes and edit it well. Still I hope you guys will read and enjoy this book. You all can share your pretty thoughts to me anytime. Thank you for reading the above description! Ranked at #113 for Romance [8-08-2016] #70 in Romance [18.08.16] #49 in Romance [21.08.16] #9 in Romance [14.09.16] # 3 in Romance [21.05.17] #2 in Romance [01.07.17]

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||

{Completed} Jawahir Malik Zayyad, the last thing she expected to happen to her is getting married. Especially when she has just finished high school and about to have as she thought, the best time of her live. All those dreams and desires were abruptly snatched away from her when her grandmother demands she gets married this instant. Then came in Aayan Abbas Abdullah, the last thing on his mind or agenda is getting married, he has no passion or interest whatsoever. Then all of a sudden his parents proposed the idea of him getting married to one of his dad's best friend's daughter. 'The ball is in your court' they said. He has the utmost desire to fulfill his Ammiey's wish, which is to get married, as he is the only son. Will they learn how to love each other? Or will darkness take over?! What happens when they each find out that there's more than what just meet the eyes between the two of them? Join me as I tell you the love story of Aayan and Jawahir!!! #JaYan❤✨🌹🔐 Rankings; #1 in arabs #1 in hausa #1 in wattpadbanters #2 in spiritual #2 in nigeria #3 in nigerian #3 in muslimlovestory #5 in muslim #8 in arrangedmarriage #8 in baking #21 in halal STARTED: 19th June 2018 COMPLETED: 27th February 2020 Copyright © 2018 Maimunatu I Bukar. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of Maimunatu I Bukar. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ©️ Maimunatu I Bukar

"You are fired," he said, as my heart broke into tiny pieces. "No please sir, don't separate me from Imad. I beg of you," I pleaded in agony. What sins have I committed to deserve this? How can I stay without seeing the child I have been raising like my own for three years. Why is he doing this to me? ••• Layla put her whole life on hold to take care of a young boy named Imad. She has been taking care of him since he was a three years old. They share an unbreakable bond, he counts on her and she has made him her world. Ahmed Damari a tactless, cold hearted business man who has no time to waste and no space for affection. The uncle of the boy. He wants nothing to do with her but he just can't seem to stop thinking about her. What happens when two different worlds collide and when unwanted feelings thrive? Written By: Naila Ali [ Highest Ranked #1 in spiritual.✨] hi

"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