RETURNING TO HER HOMELAND, KAYRA NEVER ANTICIPATED THE UNEXPECTED TWIST OF FATE AWAITING HER-A FORCED MARRIAGE TO THE PERSON WHO ONCE CAUSED HER THE DEEPEST HEARTACHE. AS SHE NAVIGATES THE COMPLEXITIES OF WEDDED LIFE WITH HER EX-BOYFRIEND, ABYAD, THE JOURNEY BECOMES A POIGNANT EXPLORATION OF HEALING, LOVE, AND UNTANGLING THE THREADS OF MISUNDERSTANDING. HAUNTED BY A SHARED HISTORY RIDDLED WITH PAIN AND SECRETS, KAYRA GRAPPLES WITH HER EMOTIONS, CONFRONTED BY A MAN WHO WAS ONCE THE LOVE OF HER LIFE. WITH THE WEIGHT OF UNRESOLVED ISSUES CASTING A SHADOW, THEIR MARRIAGE BECOMES A BATTLEFIELD OF EMOTIONS AND A TESTAMENT TO THE RESILIENCE OF THE HEART. AS THEY CONFRONT THEIR PAST, THE STORY UNFOLDS INTO A TAPESTRY OF PASSION, BETRAYAL, AND REDISCOVERY. CAN KAYRA FIND A WAY TO COPE WITH HER FEELINGS AND MEND THE WALL OF MISUNDERSTANDINGS BETWEEN THEM? WILL THIS FORCED UNION LEAD TO A RENEWAL OF LOVE OR A CONTINUATION OF THE SCARS THAT LINGER FROM THE PAST?

"I... I'm scared of falling..." she whispered, looking into my eyes. It was like she wanted to say something more but stopped herself. "I won't let you fall... alone." I smiled when I saw her smile at what I said. But little did I know that what I said to her was true. She didn't fall alone; I was the one falling with her. ***************************** I am Keith Warren, a self proclaimed player and this is my journey. Thank you, @KitellaMash for the cover! :) <3

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.

My stomach dropped the second we made eye contact. He had long and dark brown hair, which curled under the baseball cap he wore backward. The subtle curve of his nose was covered in light freckles with piercing green eyes and lush eyelashes to match. He was tall and thin, carrying a beauty I couldn't comprehend. I didn't even let my eyes trail down to what he was wearing. I lowered my gaze immediately, feeling my cheeks grow hot. I watched his feet shift awkwardly in those navy blue Vans. *** Jannah is a nineteen-year-old Muslim just trying to get by. Her life was a long routine consisting of school, work and keeping her mother happy. Every day was the same and she was content on being patient. That is, until she stumbled upon Dawud; an older and handsome employee at the local Islamic bookstore. A new chapter of her life unfolds, where the tests of faith, friendship and family push her to define what really matters. Will she succeed in her mission to be happy? Add this book to your library and read to find out!

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

I am Karan and I am a deeply unhappy billionaire. This is my story. We all are dragging ourselves to the Hell if we don't talk about our feelings.

"As I sat on the toilet, I realized how badass I was being. First of all, I (kind of) broke into Walmart; Second, I was (kind of) plotting to steal toilet paper; and third, I was doing all this while a hurricane was brewing outside." Ellie wanted a quick trip to Walmart to buy some toilet paper for her mom. A minute in, a minute out. Instead, she got locked in. With her secret love, of course.