"Will you marry me?", he asked but i didn't dare to look up at his face. How can a man wants to marry a messed up girl like me? After knowing my dark past and knowing what i have been through. How? Was it possible? Why out of so many he chose me? Was I worth to be his wife? What about his family, what would they think of me? One thing came to my mind with a full force, was I ready? ------------- Romaisa, 22 and Orphan was living with her foster parents since her parents were murdered when she was only 2. Despite the hardships, hurdles and bad days she was a good muslim. ALWAYS believe in ALLAH. Untill one day, on her 22nd birthday her foster parents decided to get her married and as obedient as she was, without any arguments, she accepted the offer and got married but little does she knew that it was not an actual marriage but she was being sold. There would be ups and downs. How would romaisa manage to live? Would she be able to survive? Read it out to know.

It was not an arranged marriage because an arranged marriage occurs when the third party decide something for you. It was not a love marriage either because love marriage occurs when you marry someone you love. It was a forced marriage. Jasmin didn't have a choice. Her parents didn't have a choice. He wanted her and only her. Nobody could or can stop him. Highest ranking: #37 in romance * Copyright 2014 by deep_side_love. All Rights Reserved.

Ahmed Wali, a man in his late twenties, the heir of Wali Brothers, a famous name in the constructions companies of the country. Family, friends, wealth, looks, he was blessed with everything a person could dream of and just like any other person, he has his flaws. Hiding the part of his personality that seeks revenge for his part, he was living a full life. Showing off his wealth and power, he has the reputation of Casanova among his friend circle. Sandal Khaleel, a girl in her early twenties, in a desperate search of a job to support her family as the sole earner. Burdened by an incident of past which turned her life upside down and the responsibilities of her family, she struggles to start a new life. A story of a girl who lost her half family in a terrorist attack and a man who was wandering around in the darkness of the past. A job interview, a small deed of kindness and she was brought in front of Ahmed. Sandal, a girl with eyes so empty that he found the darkness in his heart brighter. Fighting their own demons, they find something unexpected. A ray of light in the darkness of night and they walked until the appearance of dawn, the end of a dark night and the beginning of a new day... # 105 in Romance (13-6-2016) (Not edited, read at your own risk)

My stomach dropped the second we made eye contact. He had long and dark brown hair, which curled under the baseball cap he wore backward. The subtle curve of his nose was covered in light freckles with piercing green eyes and lush eyelashes to match. He was tall and thin, carrying a beauty I couldn't comprehend. I didn't even let my eyes trail down to what he was wearing. I lowered my gaze immediately, feeling my cheeks grow hot. I watched his feet shift awkwardly in those navy blue Vans. *** Jannah is a nineteen-year-old Muslim just trying to get by. Her life was a long routine consisting of school, work and keeping her mother happy. Every day was the same and she was content on being patient. That is, until she stumbled upon Dawud; an older and handsome employee at the local Islamic bookstore. A new chapter of her life unfolds, where the tests of faith, friendship and family push her to define what really matters. Will she succeed in her mission to be happy? Add this book to your library and read to find out!

What's gravity? The force of attraction, the force of love. Sometimes it kills the hatred and distance between people. And sometimes, it brings two special people together. Can gravity bring two separate people - Safa and Omar - who have never heard of each other, never talked to each other AND come from two different sides of the world - together? All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2014 BritishHolic Spiritual #1 - 2/22/15

(IMAGE SENT) Lana tell me, is my left boob bigger than my right? Delivered at 9:08 PM This isn't Lana but, HOLY TITS! Delivered at 9:10PM YIKES!!! Wrong number!!! Ahsks Ajxodbd Delivered at 9:10PM In which a girl accidentally sends nudes to the wrong number.

Going through my pictures, I went to the one that I had just taken, and the phone slowly slipped out of my grasp. What had escaped my notice before is that the couch I had taken the picture on was against a window, which showed the backyard of the house. But in this picture, it wasn't an empty backyard. No, behind my smiling face was another one, outside the window. It was his face. Covered with a black ski mask, watching me. *** All 19-year-old Layna wanted to do was forget about the guy that broke her heart, and move on with her new boyfriend Brian. But instead, she unwittingly attracted the attention of a stalker. Someone who had been watching her every move for a month, plotting and planning for the perfect moment when he could take her. What Layna never would have expected was that when he finally kidnaps her, she would have to undergo "The Test". The Test that the girls before her had gone through. The one they failed, and payed heavily for. Will she pass The Test or will she die like the others?

In which Harley, the sarcastic girl harboring a love of London, is not only allergic to roses, but to Axel Rose, the teen heartthrob that has captured millions of hearts, save for hers. (***in the excruciating process of slightly editing - edited chapters will be labeled CHAPTER ONE (etc.)***)

So, I'm kinda clumsy. I tripped when I walked across the stage to receive my high school diploma, knocked down a ladder that was supporting my dad, and sneezed into a wall. Yup, you read that right. I sneezed myself into a wall. So maybe I am a walking train-wreck trapped in a lanky twenty-two-year-old girl's body. At least my family loves me-tolerates me might be a better way of phrasing it-but even with my clumsiness I'm still able to get by with minimal craziness and just a whole lot of embarrassment. A whole lot. That is until the fateful September day I find myself chasing a chicken into a wedding cake. My sister's wedding cake. . . on her wedding day. . . in the middle of the reception. . . in front of two hundred other guests. I've got a new number one on my list of embarrassing moments, but this time I swear it wasn't my fault. I blame that chicken, my grandma, and the stupid bowtie she put on it, probably hoping to marry me off, so she can have the best man all to herself. Okay, fine, so maybe it was totally my fault, but. . . This is how it happened ©2018 ℓαℓαℓαℓαwriting