"You hate me right?" I shook my head but he pulled me closer to his chest. "Feeling is mutual honey " his hot minty breath reached to my ears. He gripped my arms tightly and I winced from the pain. A tear fell from my eyes, I tried to push him but he was way stronger than me. "Daniyal, it's hurting " I cried out. "I know right " he smirked at me. He leaned into me and his lips were about to touch mine, I pushed him with full force. "What were you doing with me Daniyal " I yelled. His face was red, he held my wrist and pushed me to the walls. "You think I'll do this with you, really? " he let out a loud chuckle and shot a glare at me. "You're just a piece of trash that my dad bought for me to play but I don't want to lower my standard so don't worry, I'm not gonna touch you" his words shattered my heart into pieces. I was his wife, his unwanted wife. ***WARNING *** Zillions of grammatical mistakes. Give this book a chance 🖤 Xoxo

Ranking 46 in spiritual on 18 March 2018 "Hug me." She said and my eyes widened. "Zoyi." A shock whisper came out of my mouth. "Hug me Zain. Give me the believe that you are mine. Only mine. For now for just now. You are mine and I'm yours." She said while holding me more tightly. "Zoyi don't make it too difficult for us both. You know I...I...won't be.." I was saying hut she cut me off. "Don't stop yourself. Give me the believe that in this moment you are mine. My Zain. Take me in your arms where I can feel us. No Subhan, no Zubia just us. Please for the last time." She cried while saying and my I just could control myself. I pulled her in my arms fully and hugged her. I hugged my Zoyi and wrapped my arms around her waist. "I love you. I love you Zoyi." I said hugging her more tightly and firmly. "I love you. I love you too Zain." Her voice full of love went directly in my heart. ★★★ Love is crazy and makes everyone crazy. Its an addiction which always increase. The love journey of Zoya and Zain. You'll witness the craziness, madness, romance, tears,memories of this lovely couple. Join Zain and Zoya to read their story. Keep reading... Keep smiling....

{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*

Always remember when you Fall in love Make it Halal and take them To Jannah. Here's bringing you a story which will change your view on everything. To make you believe that everything is not in your control and everything that happens...happens for your own good. Something everyone can relate to, a series of doubts, trust, faith, temptations, trials and Love. Ayaat wants nothing from life but to be happy and to make others around her happy but she also believe's that Allah gave us this life so he could test us. So what happens....when Allah SWT tests her? will she pass the test? Read on to find out!! Lots of love. Zoya!

UNDER MAJOR EDITING {Eternal Ishq Series - Book One} A well known surgeon, a wannabe model, a would be Aalim, and a simple girl. ~The fate that links these four ~ the changes that are wrought, the tears that are shed, the sufferings that are endured and the hearts that are healed - In Your Love... is not just 'another love story', but a story of Passion, Truth, Sacrifice and Peace written down by Him eons ago, which I here as an author merely repeat. Enjoy! [For the full summary, click inside -] "I loved very many books on Wattpad. Every author has their own story to tell and their own individual talent but By Allah this book does it for me. It has an amazing non cliché story, a lot of Deen information, perfect English, entertainment and to top it all it brings an effect of peace and calm to my heart. Every chapter has a new sense of beauty and purpose other than just progressing the story..." - @Half-a-moon ~ Highest ranking ~ Spiritual #1

"Let go of me" I shouted at him. But his grip was too tight around my waist. I yelled and cried but no use as my friends watched him dragging me to the elevator; they were helpless as his body guards were blocking them. They kept shouting at him to let me go but to my bad luck no use. I saw the doors of the elevator being closed. Tears were running down my cheeks. What does this stranger wants from me I never even saw him in my life. As he dragged me out of the elevator and pulled me towards his room I kept trying to free myself from his grip but nothing worked he was too strong. He pulled me to his room locking the door behind and throwing me on a king size bad and started walking slowly towards me. " NOOOOOO, PLEASE NOOO DON'T COME CLOSER. PLEASE DON'T TOUCH ME"

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

Sana was eighteen when she had been properly introduced for the first time to Daanish Ahmed Ali, 22 years. And she developed an instant girly crush on him. Ten years later, working in London Sana gets an invite to her best friend's wedding where she meets Daanish once again. Does Sana still feel the same for him? Will a silly girly crush bloom into a romance? ..........

SEQUEL OF BEING THE SHEIKH'S SECOND BRIDE! She left to give them happiness They realized she was their happiness She got a reason to smile They had every reason to smile There paths are still meant to cross After all destiny has a unique way of portraying itself (BOOK THREE IN THE SHEIKH'S BRIDE SERIES)

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!