#28 in mafia boss: 4/07/18_ #70 in spiritual: 31/07/16 _ #61 in mafia boss 19/01/19_ Farishta Nazar, a 21 years-old, complimented with an upbeat beautiful persona. Carefree, wild and reckless are the adjectives her life feature and troublemaker is the pet-name she had always been crowned with. Zaid Yemen, recognized by the world as The Eagle Ranger in a heartbeat. An ogle-worthy dominating multi-millionaire mogul, well feared for his uniquely chiselled intimidating personality. While everyone trembles at the mention of this ruthless, heartless beast, his haughty demeanor just spices to what all girls crave for: a macho wattpad character. Beatdrops. Uh oh. Do you hear that? That's when they find out life is no wattpad book and flying unicorns don't exist. So, what would Zaid do when his frozen ignorant heart start to melt by the saltiness of the very girl he hates to bits and bites. What happens when despite their differences and between their hatred, love embarks through the revelation of rough past and dark perilous secrets. Would not their retaliation be disastrous or would it?__ Boss of her own, she believed in no king, Dope as she was, cliche love wasn't her thing. Devil in looks or deeds, he was a killer, Merciless beast he was, with temper of spitfire She was a mistaken intruder Whom he did everything but desire.~ --- A romantic story framed and canvassed with mix coloured palate of humour, action, revenge, betrayal and extraordinary love. A sinful war of spice and salt inflamed by fiery love with one way out: Mr.Boss and Ms.Sass--- Disclaimer: ⚠ Copyright-All rights reserved © sara508, 2019 #Breaking_stereotype (No Haram Police)

"You are not--and never will be--my wife." Salim Meer. He smokes, he drinks, he parties, and he couldn't care less about his religion. He struggles to keep his painful past that way--in the past--and often turns to violence and danger to keep his mind from revisiting it. Sabah Ibrahim. She's never smoked or had alcohol, never been to a party, and is extremely devout and conservative. She volunteers at the community center, helps out at her local mosque, and reads in her free time. They never thought polar opposites like them could meet. Or worse... When Salim comes home one day to find a random girl in his living room, he has no idea what to do except what he does best. Get angry and throw a fit. Especially when he finds out that this stranger is his so-called "wife." Unable to get rid of her, Salim must learn to cope with this annoying, childish, and sickeningly innocent girl he is suddenly responsible for. She irritates him to no end, pushes his buttons, and forces him to acknowledge his past. Yet, no matter how hard he tries to ignore her, he simply can't. Slowly, Sabah begins to make a place for herself in his well-guarded heart. Around her, his vicious, fiercely protective side begins to surface, eventually leading to something that threatens to steal from him the one thing he thought he resented but now realizes he can't live without. His Sabah.

"You can't just go out like that" he yelled at her, angry ranging inside him. He clenched his jaw as his straight nose flashed from all the frustration. His jet black eyebrows knitted together, Cameron walked towards her and shoved her against the wall, behind her. They were so close that they tip of their nose and forehead was touching,he squeezed her against the wall with his chest, they both closed their eyes. His warm, yet harsh breath sent a alert to Zainab's hormones to go wild. "Who are you to tell me what I can do and can't ?" Zainab cried sharply as she struggled to push him away but Cameron just stood there squeezing her with his solid chest "Im your husband and your my wife" he said, grabbing her hands and gluing it upon the wall. Zainab still struggling for freedom but there was no point, she knew he was way stronger than her. "Cameron move or I swear to god I'll hurt you" she defended, but Cameron continued pressing his hand into hers and leaning towards her. "Hurt me and I'll have it my way on you"

When Brielle's dance instructor gets mad at her for missing yet another rehearsal, she gives Brielle an ultimatum: lose her solo that she needs to get into Julliard, or teach Christopher Russel, the school's quarterback, ballet in two months. With no other choice, she begins the hard struggle of trying to teach a 6'5" football player how to do ballet. What she did expect: An annoying, arrogant, and entitled boy that couldn't dance if his life depended on it. What she didn't expect: To fall in love. [#7 Teen Fiction] ~~~ {Cover by Synonomous}

#11 in What's hot list so far 20/07/2018. Thank you so much my beautiful readers. A simple middle class girl who lost both of her parents..and there's no one to stay beside her, to whom she can call her own is left alone in this crucial world. A boy who is cold hearted,arrogant..doesn't care for anyone except his family..LOVE word doesn't exist in his dictionary. What will happen when they both will collide with each other? She needs love but He's not ready to give.She looks upto him but He looks away from her...Is Ehsaas gonna bind them together? let see... Cover credit goes to @_PrincessRapunzel_

He looked at me with so much adoration in his eyes that made my stomach do double flips and my heart just melted. "I will shield you from all the harm in this world. I will make sure everyone accepts the shade of your skin and your brunette hair. You will never ever feel like you don't belong here anymore. You deserve to be happy like every princess. And you will forever be happy. I promise you this. " The tears were swimming at the brim of my eyes gently cascaded down my face just as he finished his sentence. I trusted him. I knew he meant it. And for the first time in my life,I was glad I was married to this man.

"The joke is on you now Muhseen." "No please don't do this, you can't just throw away all that we had like this, please don't" I pleaded. "I can't? Seriously?" She lead out a sarcastic chortle "Only Muhseen Salah can huh?" "What do you mean by that?" I managed to utter. "Exactly what am saying" she snapped curtly "It's about time you learn the truth Muhseen, I just tricked you none of the things we had and shared for the past week was real. Come to think of it, why will I change overnight? Why will I love someone who hurt me in the past like you did? Am not a fool Muhseen" She paused glaring at me. "No" I muttered ceaselessly as I shook my head not believing a thing from what she said. "No Cara you're joking, you must be joking." "You can take it as a joke it's what I did too when you broke up with me months ago so continue to believe all I said as a joke." She said cold heartedly not showing even the slightest care. Why is she doing this? I thought we are over all these. "Cara please stop this, stop it please my heart can't take it. You said it yourself that you've forgiven me. I thought we were over all these, why are you bringing it up now?" "Because I wanna break your cold heart like you did to me some time ago Muhseen plus this is the time I planned on telling you so it would make your heart crumple, bruise and hurt just like it is doing already." She paused and took a quick glance at me pathetically "Remember how you icily rubbed it to my face that you don't love me, that is was all a trick? Remember how you threw away everything that we shared? It's payback time Muhseen."

he is a guy whom all the females wanted!