I will be your heart, if you will be my shield. In a world where magic supposedly didn't exist, Serena has spent years struggling to conceal her unpredictable singing magic. While wishing for a peaceful life where she can sing without fear, she sees a man in handcuffs being forced into a shady research center. Their eyes meet, and the soulbond is forged. Darien is not from this world, and he's been held captive for years. With the soulbond amplifying his strength, he can fight his way through almost everything, but not every danger can be fought with fists. Their love draws them together even as power-hungry enemies try to pry them apart. They want to control Darien for their own purposes, but he's too strong to be controlled by force. Their love is their greatest strength-and their biggest vulnerability. But magic has its own rules, and no song can go unanswered. Excerpt: I pitied the man, although with so many cops around him, he was quite dangerous. Who needed 30 police officers to supervise one guy who in handcuffs and leg shackles? I watched him walk down the gauntlet between the rows of officers. It was as if I couldn't look away. He paused and looked around. His brilliant glowing blue eyes seemed to meet mine across the vast distance. I couldn't even blink as his eyes seemed to hold mine. The trees of a park broke our locked gaze as the bus kept on driving. I took a deep breath, suddenly realizing that I had stopped breathing the moment our eyes met. I had never seen such blue eyes before-and they glowed! A shiver ran through me. I had been too far away to make out the color of the man's eyes. My eyes watched the trees, hoping for a break in them so I could see the man again. I had no such luck. --- Fade-to-black action fantasy romance Copyright November 2017. Readers may not copy, alter, translate, or steal this story. Fanfictions may use my *world* and *magic rules* as long as credit is given.

#33 in random on 28/01/2018 #23 in random on 29/01/2018 #13 in random on 08/02/2018 #7 in random on. 09/02/2018 "The language of friendship is not words but meanings " Are you losttt? GOOD! If you want to join then It's AWESOME! If you don't want to Then Aww! Welcome to the CHAT ROOM.. Where you guys can meet new people, Come over and party, Bring friends, Tag your friends, Annoy them, and Altogether we will become a F.A.M.I.L.Y! ❤ G.I.R.L.S only! Real Queens fix eachothers crowns. ? Every girl is a Queen and let's prove we are R.E.A.L in this book. (This book is collaboration of both @miss_pearlz and @cutypie20)

Getting married? Then this book has some tips for you! Already married? Then it still has a few advices in shaa Allaah :) Our journey together Alhamdulillaah. "Dearest Husband of mine, for His SWT's sake, I love and adore you just as you do me -- with all the flaws of today and mess of yesterday -- may we both strive for Him alone and become sources for each other to be always close to our Lord and like how we chuckle and tease now, may we laugh and dance in Jannathul Firdaus too!" Aameen ya Rahman. This book is simply a continuation of my work, 'To Rahman, With Love...'

Its been a month since it happened. I need some sort of way to communicate with you. This is the only way. Dear Umi, I love you... --- 16 letter's of despair and questioning. Will jassalina ever find peace? Read to find out.

"Why didn't you tell me he went here?" Sabrina managed to croak out. Her throat was dry and there was a loud drumming sound in her ears which she realized was her heart. "Oh..uh...well..." Leila stuttered and then trailed off. She smiled sheepishly. "I totally forgot about Khalid." Sabrina winced when she heard his name. "How could you?" Sabrina asked, horrified. "You know I don't like him and, not to mention, that he hates my guts!" "Oh, come on! That was years ago. He probably doesn't even remember you." Leila assured, waving her hand. At that moment, Khalid Fayad turned towards them, his eyes landing on Sabrina's. Sabrina held her breath hoping - praying - that he would turn away without recognizing her. Unfortunately, he seemed to remember her all too well. From the way he smirked at her now, Sabrina just knew that her senior year at New Hope High was ruined. _______________________________________________________ A story of racism and hate, of love and acceptance. Can Sabrina overcome the hate that she is wrongly accused of. Can she forgive those who have tortured her life with bitter words and unending cruelty. Can she fight back with not hate, but good?

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

-Horror-Short story- Kau rasa kau berani bacalah story ni. 1)Cerita pengalaman orang 2)Cerita rekaan 3)Cerita urban legend 4)Cerita psycho, killer 5)Cerita Misteri/Aneh 6)Copy paste story 'etc' Setiap part akan disertakan dengan gambar. Pastikan anda mendownloadnya! Pictures credit to google√ Recommended: Baca pada waktu malam untuk dapatkan suasana yang lebih seram. Pastikan bersendirian Start~6 Disember 2017 End~? Still working on it Hope you can support my work! Warning : May contain some of mature story