Highest Ranking #2 in triller. #49 in mystery/thriller In came the tall creature. I bend my head down to avoid looking at him. He stood at the door not moving. My heart beat accelerated and I desperately want this moment to end. Silence engulfed the room once again. I closed my eyes hoping he will disappear the moment I open them but no, he is still here. Standing there with no intention of moving. I have never felt this awkward in my 18years of life. You look like you just shot a horror scene. He stated, his voice cold. Is marrying me that bad? Am I supposed to answer to that? I frowned. What is wrong with him? Listen to me carefully. Because I won't want to have to repeat this to you in any situation. He stated in a voice that a strict teacher will use when warning a student. What is with him? I thought. Why suddenly? I slowly raised my head to look at him. His face is expressionless. He looks calm. I dont care if you are living in this house but don't you ever show your face to me. Stay as far away from me and do n't touch my things. What a relief! Did you say something he asked? I did not realised I said that loud. Nothing ,I replied. Good. With that he went out.

He craved the sweetness of her touch, crazed in a frenzy for a woman too pure for his bitter life. * * * * Tasneem was a natural artist. She could create masterpieces with anything whether it be makeup, paints, or cooking. Her tuition bills are becoming too hard for her family to handle and their café isn't as popular as it was before. Until one day, the ruthless CEO of Tarkan Industries walks in and completely changes everything. Two personalities that constantly clash and a tragic past leave Tasneem more eager to unravel the mysteries behind the cold CEO. Perhaps, she might finally be the one to bring peace to his bitter soul with only the recipe of sweetness. (Book Two in the American Muslimah Trilogy, but can be read as a stand alone) •Cover by @IamSumayya• [Featured by Wattpad] [Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual] WARNING: Last few chapters are removed for publishing. Book is published and available on Amazon :D

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"choose one Aamina"she quickly turned,looking directly at him without any fear,she whispered a "Menene? (What?)?. "Housewife or teacher?"he whispered back making her almost loose her balance.with fear,she shook her head whi,spering "No Amir,please danAllah" "Are you my wife?"Was all he asked her and she slightly gave a nod. "Then quit teaching and stay at home"He sternly said but she shook her head not knowing what to say. "I see there are alot of better jobs on earth Amina,i don't want you to teach anymore"He calmly explained. "I am chasing my dreams Amir"She yelled making him boil with anger. "That Haidar guy,na tsane shi(i hate him)"He said with gritted teeth. "Hai-hai-haidar?"she gulped down her saliva "Amir he is just 16 years old,he is just my student for Allah's sake"she yelled each word and he kept on staring at her. "You are quitting"He murmured and tried to leave but she held his arm. "Sweety please,i....."he eyed her making her shiver. "Don't sweet talk me,that haidar is dangerous"he yelled but she did not give up. "Ples....."He cut her off. "That Haidar loves you with no shame Amina,why can't you understand my reason?"he shouted. "Please,i......" "you are quitting and that's final"He pushed her and left the room. Meet Aamina Abubakar Tsafe,Daughter of billionaire Abubakar Aliyu tsafe,the owner of Ammar and mukhtar ventures........what happens when Aamina wants to chase her dreams but she was already trapped with her jealous billionaire husband,Amir mubammad misau and on the other hand,one of her students Haidar jibril manigi fell in love with her. STARTS:20/6/17....July 20,2k17.

In life, we don't always get what we want. Falling in love is a great feeling. Being loved in return is even a more greater feeling. But not being loved in return by the one we fall in love with is... PAINFUL! Love is beautiful, Love is sweet, Love is magical, Love is sacrifice, Love is selfish, ... And love hurts! She always imagined her life, wishing it could be like those romance movies she watched. He has always been in love with her, and imagined her as his wife. But we don't always get what we want, yeah. When all hope was lost, destiny took its course. And he was beyond happy. She was, shattered and heartbroken. They crushed her little hope. It hurts when you get betrayed by the one you trust. She loves him but he loves someone else. He loves her but she thinks about someone else. She hated him! He couldn't let her go. Not after having her. He didn't care how hurting she was making him feel: he wasn't going to give up. In A Quest For Love ❣ A story about Bestfriends♡♡♡ ♠ Wondering already, are we? Read and find out. *NOT EDITED*

Highest Ranking #153 in mystery/thriller Please... I begged with the little energy I have left. Don't throw me out right now please! You will leave now! He commanded. Staring at me with eyes full of hatred. You are disgusting he added. Please.. I pleaded with teary eyes. It is late at night. Not only that, it is raining heavily. If he throw me out I will have nowhere to go. I'm getting scared. Get out now! he shouted making me stumble and hit the wall behind me. Is this not what you wanted? He aksed coming closer. You wanted to marry me. You have got your wish. But living with me will be hell for you. His gaze scrutinizing me and burning my insides. Please just don't throw me out. Not tonight, not in this rain. I begged with the little I have left. Your innocent act won't work on me save it! He dragged me towards the door. I jerked away from him falling down on the floor. He turned to look at me. I stood up determined to make him not to throw me out. I beg of you to let me stay, think of me like you would your