It is the year 803 and Mynera wished she was dead. Or at least, not sitting in her bedchambers waiting for her guards to arrive to lead her to the King and her fiance - the Prince of the Five Nations. She didn't want to get married. She didn't want didn't want to become Queen when the Prince is named King. She wanted to be free. And she got her wish, even though it's not quite in the same way she wanted. When the capital is attacked, the wedding is off. But, alas, it's at the cost of war and Mynera finds herself on the run, following the lead of the dark haired prince with eyes as cold as ice and a hand gripping her heart. --- The Beauty in Pain - Book One The Truth in Pain - Book Two The Purity in Pain - Book Three NOTE: You do not have to read these books in order as each book centres around three different characters. However, it is recommended.

"I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter and grow sad. I want our breath of passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain." -Oscar Wilde *** Talha Abdul Majeed, a scrawny med school student, goes missing on his own wedding day. His family and friends suspect another girl involved or perhaps a kidnapping? The reality, however, is exactly the opposite. *** For Zaynab Chaudhary life has been a pretty smooth ride till now. She is seen loitering and smoking, laughing and singing. Med school came with unimaginable stress and profound friendships. Nevertheless she is content in her life, until one evening that changes everything in an instant. Talha is missing and her life turns upside down as she discovers the truth about her best friend. *** It's an untold story of those who belong nowhere . Through Talha and Zaynab ,we will wander through the streets of old Lahore, together we will explore the magic that is Karachi, have a chai and some smokes and the story will unfold itself. *** (Beautiful cover art, as usual, is by xrigormortis)

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)