"Look me in the eyes while I'm fucking you." Kaiden grabbed me by the jaw and I glanced up at his perfectly sculpted face, only to be drawn to his mesmerizing caramel eyes, filled with lust and desire. "God, you look so beautiful underneath me." He whispered against my forehead, his dominant side faltering for a moment, exposing the caring man he had potential to be. "Kaiden." I cry out in pleasure, my voice barely audible as his hand makes its way down to my clit feverishly rubbing against it as he continued to fuck me. "Remember, you're mine for the night star and I will do whatever I want to you." The first time Kaiden Romano laid eyes on Nova Stratford, she was having sex with his best friend. Determined to get a taste of the famous British model, Kaiden seduces Nova hoping to satisfy all his desires within one night but he soon learned just how addicting she can be. Rules were made, rules were broken. Love was never an option. "Excuse me I don't mean to be rude, but tonight 'I'm fucking you." -Midnight in Tuscany.

The hidden tears of a daughter, a wife and a mother.

It is a story about a typical Fulani Muslim girl with a perfect background and up bringing from a very wealthy family, who later meet with a destiny that totally changed her and left her hanging on a thin thread of her real self. It is a story about love, sacrifices for love and the consequences of that. Maimoon will bring tears to your eyes. Main Characters: Moon: Very beautiful, intelligent and well mannered girl from a very rich family. A girl 'loved by all' as stated by her envious sister. Ibrahim: A poor yaroba handsome charmer. Madly in love with Moon but have low self assurance. Sultan: A hot tempered, spoiled rotten rogue. A prince, who harbours a life changing secret.

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®

As a Muslim girl, marriage is one of Safia's biggest dreams. All her life she kept herself pure for her faith and her future husband. Although having never had experienced love, and occasionally doubting whether she will, Safia feels herself growing impatient being single. She then sends her family to search for 'the one.' Trusting her family, she decides to say yes to the first person her family finds for her. She believes she will get married and face all her problems with her husband by her side. Is it really as simple as that? Yusuf feels a void in his heart. He tries to deny it, but he knows his mother's not proud of him. He knows she wishes he could be a little more modern like his brother. He wanted his family to find him a wife while he could focus on his deen (faith), but his idea of a wife clashes with his mother's. Seeing that his family were struggling to find him someone he likes, he decides to take matters into his own hands. But is he rushing into decisions without thinking?

About the trials and tribulations of married couple Amra and Yusuf. Two cousins destined to marry each other not knowing fate has another plan for them. As the saying goes every rose flower has its own thorns. Marriage is not a bed of roses. Every smilingly perfect marriage has gone through its own rough patches. Tag along and read the journey of Amra and Yusuf. Kindly read, vote and comment.

#1 in Sultan, more times than I can count. "Promise me, promise me oh brother, that you will take care of Sultan, promise me you will rule this Empire justly and truthfully in my absence. Promise me you will guard the throne for him, and when he reaches the age of 21, promise me you will marry a righteous woman for him and make him Emir."