*SEQUAL TO GOLDEN STORMS* The great gates of Tridari have closed behind Falaq and Hudayfa. Secrets hide in the shadows and relationships are built and broken throughout the Palace' catacombs. What awaits will test the young warrior's resolve and the assassin's loyalties.

Lilah's job as a nanny in sunnier climes comes to a rather dramatic ending. She has to rely on the attractive and charming mercenary Quinn Southland to get herself out of the mess. But how can you trust a man who is in love with the past and doesn't even trust himself?

When her sister dies, heartbroken Lizzie Breen is literally left holding the baby, or in this case her four year old nephew Nate. Amongst her sisters things she finds the contact details for the boy's father, and contacts him. But she doesn't want to lose her nephew, especially not to cynical and angry Oscar. She'll fight to keep things as they are, do whatever it takes. But Oscar Wicker has different ideas, he wants his son more than anything, but annoying Lizzie starts to grow on him too... He's unreliable, selfish, but he wants her and Nate to count on him.

Julia Curtis is damaged, her opinion, not others. She manages to hide her inner demons from everyone, but that means that she's often unpredicatble, erratic. When the opportunity of a lifetime seems to look in jeopardy, she's suddenly forced to share a home with the standoffish and judgemental Aaron. There's animosity between them from the first moment they met, and it only seems to grow. As her grip on equilibrium seems to slip, it's Aaron who witnesses her falling. She needs to pull her life back together, but can she open enough to let him help her?

He was a broken man. She was a troubled woman. They had a future together. Divorced and desolate Amal Baig led a quiet life with her father. She was compelled to fulfil her dying sister's wish to become the mother of her nieces. A decision that was difficult and terrifying after her horrid past. Her brother in law Saad Sheikh was the epitome of a caring and loving husband. But would he be same with her? Saad thought he had tasted the ultimate bliss in life until tragedy hit him hard leaving him stranded with the responsibility of his two young princesses. As destiny brings them together amidst broken hearts and haunting memories where they struggle to build this new relationship. Will this spark new complications in their lives or will they finally be able to heal each other? Content Warning: Some of the content may not be appropriate for young or sensitive people as there is an implicit reference to sexual activity and strong language. This is a PG15 book.

Dua is an invisible weapon of a believer. Its an amazing exchange. You hand over your worries to God and he hands over his blessings to you! No dua ever gets unanswered..If not answered in this dunya,my brothers and sisters you shall be given something in the hereafter in exchange for them..Aint it amazing?SubhanAllah..!

Cover by: @kzainab498 A man that cannot be described in a 26 alphabet language. In fact, no language can ever do justice to a perfect creation of Allah. However what can a weak follower of the beloved do in her deep ecstasy? My pen is lifted and my book is open. The ink will become dry and the pages will come to an end, yet my thoughts will continue to gush forth, even though it cannot comprehend such a beautiful being. ❤Muhammad, the beloved messenger of Allah صلي الله عليه و سلم.❤

Highest ranking #6 in spiritual on 20/12/17 **** Nobody is perfect. Every individual has certain habits they are not proud of and would love to get rid of. Some would be lucky to overpower Shaitan and succeed in getting rid of the bad habits, especially the major ones. This is the story of how Hameedah, a teen that--at the beginning--generally only cares about worldly pleasures, strives to get rid of her own bad habits in order to hopefully secure a good Akhirah.

This was not supposed to happen, they were not supposed to meet. An angry young Pashtun with his ego problems was not supposed to fall for the Americanized version of a Pakistani Muhajir, hack life was not decided for love, not for him at least. He was hard headed than why his gray orbs sudden soften for the brown ones. He had decided that he will marry the first girl that came in front of him to prove a point to his theoretically former tribal bride and in laws. But it took a highway route when he saw a certain, lost girl at the Jinnah Airport. A girl in white cotton floor length dress with a brown leather jacket with a pair of converse munching on a packet of lays masala, sitting on her own trolley, flipping her head here and there as her scarf moved with her without even for once being displaced from its original position. Was he ready to marry a girl that he does not know let alone liked by first sight when he knew in his family approval comes from the elders where there is no choice left for them, the broods? He might be an introvert and an honor preserving chap but he was clear when it came to what he wants and needs. He never confused his feelings with his duties as the head of his family or as the impending head of the chief of his tribe, to be the next Emir of Gorgush. Olasyar Khan, was in that state of mind but then why did his heart feel that pine? He was ready to make everything turn according to his desires, the Pashtun in him was not ready to back down and let others lead his life for him. Allah showed him the way, so he will move all the rocks and stones in his path even if he must pick them up by his bare hands. As the tag on the bag read the name, he uttered the last words and left, "Zareen Wadi, be ready to be Zareen Khan." Their fates were already amalgamated, they just had to find their way to each other. The following book does not represent or attack a certain race or cast. Spiritual #33 (4/20)

Bismillah Rabbi zidnee Ilman "My Lord! Increase me in my knowledge" Holy Qur'an: Al-Baqarah (2:286) Allah does not burden a soul except [with that within] its capacity. It will have [the consequence of] what [good] it has gained, and it will bear [the consequence of] what [evil] it has earned. "Our Lord, do not impose blame upon us if we have forgotten or erred. Our Lord, and lay not upon us a burden like that which You laid upon those before us. Our Lord, and burden us not with that which we have no ability to bear. And pardon us; and forgive us; and have mercy upon us. You are our protector, so give us victory over the disbelieving people.." 30|7|16