"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:)

Voodootown by Bruce Elgin Under your bed, hidden in your walls, they come out when you sleep to defend you. They fight the battles you can't, make friends you thought you'd never have, and make your life better in ways you'll never know. But they aren't safe anymore. And without them, none of us are safe either. ***** When High School and life start to get even weirder than usual, Ash, Janey and their friends discover that not only do they have small, voodoo doll sized protectors that fight for them when they sleep, but these allies are under attack by a man with frightening powers. They watch as the mastermind turns people into mindless zombies by capturing their protectors. Soon, the humans and their guardians are working together and fighting for their lives and using every one of their own powers against a man who wants to turn them all into slaves. But will they be enough against a man with two armies and the powers of everyone that he captures? Book 1 of the Voodootown series Watty Award Winner! Book 1 of theVoodootown series Watty Winner! Reviews: "CORALINE meets FIGHT CLUB in a strange, metaphysical world where doll familiars protect our honor - when they are not controlling us outright." --Scott Sigler, New York Times best-selling novelist Scott Sigler is the author of NOCTURNAL, ANCESTOR, INFECTED and CONTAGIOUS, hardcover thrillers from Crown Publishing, and the co-founder of Dark Øverlord Media, which publishes his Galactic Football League series (THE ROOKIE, THE STARTER, THE ALL-PRO, and THE MVP). "The chapters go from a whisper to a scream with the panache of Anne Rice on acid. I could not stop gobbling these bad-ass little bon-bons... highly recommended!" -- Jay Bonansinga, New York Times bestselling co-author of THE WALKING DEAD: THE ROAD TO WOODBURY Content Warning: This story contains themes of bullying and violence.

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

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Xael Thunder Wolf has had enough of living in the city. She yearns for the quiet life she remembers when living with her grandmother on tribal land deep in the forested reserve. Leaving it all behind and taking only her trusted pups and what she can stuff in her Jeep, she heads home. To her grandmother's house Will it be a welcome homecoming? Or a huge mistake that will cause her to lose everything. This story is a 'slow burn' so if you need something to pass the weekend, this is it! Original story. Do not copy, translate or repost on another platform without written permission from the author. ©️Julyndav2021

Starting out as friends and then turned lovers, Channing and Jordynn had more to their relationship than what meets the eye.

Three years later and the gang has all moved on with their lives, while Icy remains behind bars. Danaë is living life best alongside long-time lover Peanut. Since their relocation to Miami they've received nothing but opportunities and happiness. But when a life changing event takes place in their home town, the most important day of their lives turn into a bloodshed war. Leaving both of them caught in a crossfire that changes their lives forever. Tiana is annoyed with her everyday life but not as annoyed as she is with her non committed boyfriend, Tech. When one of her longtime friendenemies return to fuck up her life, she tries to figure out what she's doing with it, while trying her hardest to hold onto her "relationship". But when a familiar face comes into town, she's willing to risk it all to get away, jeopardizing her relationship and life. Over in the city of Atlanta, Mónéy Matters keeps a low profile and minds her business, so when something outrageous happens, she's confused and suspicious. Strange things start to happen around her, making her question her safety and the FBI. On top of that Mónéy is hiding a secret of her own, that can blow her cover and get her caught up. A phone call from the hospital sends her running back to the very place that she swore she would never return to. Everyone is living their lives differently but something or someone always draws them to back to the grimy streets of New Orleans! When an enemy resurfaces, two brothers go against each other, and a hidden secret is exposed, no one will be safe and it'll have them all doing something shady to keep their secrets from being exposed. Read and find out just how DIRTY, Mónéy and the gang can be!

"Madness, as you know, is a lot like gravity, all it takes is a little push."

*ACTIVE* A racy book of imagines for diggy Simmons. You (y/n) are the character. And sometimes the imagines run a little long which is good. It means I have an idea of maybe making a real story out of it. So chill out and read these imagines. There will eventually be a story completely separate from these imagines.

Second Installment of Love and Nastiness.