Having lost her home, her family and struggling in a dilapidated flat with her 3 nephews and nieces, Zohra must contend with her strong feelings for Zayn in the quest for the truth. Unable to trust Zayn, Zohra must trust her instincts. Did Zayn lead her sister towards her death? Still in constant contact with Kash, will he save Zohra from Zayn's tempestuous behaviour? A story about betrayal, passion, family duties and jealousy. Indulge in the world of Zohra Zafar who existed in her sister's shadow in her life and death. Part II of In My Sister's Shadow- Catching Him Out

COMPLETED. "Look, if you're-" "Shut up." I was taken back at the sudden manner in which he spoke to me. "Let's get something straight Miss Greene, I don't appreciate people talking back at me. And quite frankly, you're crossing your limit with me and my patience with you. So from now on, as long as you're with me you'll do as I say. Understood?" _____________________________________________ Mystery. Romance. Deception. You know what they say, hate is a strong emotion- so is love. You can only hate someone you place in high esteem since you care about what they think. When Juliet Greene secures an internship position at the Empire Heights hotel, and things seem to be finally going her way, a brief encounter causes her life to turn upside down. Getting in the way of the hostile, unfeeling, yet wickedly magnetic billionaire Adrian Vandermir, Julie suddenly gets thrown into a situation that's too much for her to handle. Wanting to have little to do with this and the infuriating Vandermir, she none the less convinces herself that his decisions would be best for her family's own safety. But when things begin to get out of hand, she discovers that she has more to do with the dangerous situation Adrian is involved in than she or anyone else could ever imagine. In the hopes of ending the matter, both must endure each other's company as they take a trip together which reveals unbearable past secrets and irresistible desires. Desires that Julie fears would only deepen her wounds, but somehow heal Adrian's. BONUS CHAPTERS available on my blog (link in my bio)

He was famous for something no one should ever be famous for. He protects the people in his country, therefore they protect him. Guards, security, personal assistants, paparazzi at his heels 24/7. He had everything he could ever want---fame, fortune, and above all, women, all of them falling to his feet, all of them wishing they could be with him--if only just for one night. He never needed just one, never needed to "settle down." He didn't want to. Until her. She was a sweet, innocent, unsuspecting girl, destined to be tied to his name, his wealth, his fame, his fortune. Without realizing when or how, she quickly rises from her middle-class title to become the wife of the most well-known, most handsome, and most eligible bachelor in the country. And yet, she could not be more unhappy, even when the world loves her and all the women desire to be her. How could she, when the only man that should love her, doesn't?

As if being kidnapped from a poverty-stricken town in the Middle East was not horrifying enough, Hayat Ishfaq, a 21 year-old American Muslim, is forced to watch the slow beheadings of her own students. But, those are the least of her worries. ~A Wattpad Featured Story~

Layla Hayat is many things; philanthropist, introvert, gymnast, bad drummer, prodigal daughter of a famous designer... ....Forgiving is not one of them. 6 years have passed since HE broke her heart. What on earth could have brought him back into her life? Azaan Malik is many things; Ambitious, Former class clown, Unapologetic flirt, Commitment-phobic, Food stealer... ....Quitter is not one of them. He wants to regain what he once lost: Layla's trust. Nothing will stop him from breaking down the walls she is determined to build around herself. WARNING: Slightly Mature Language. Some scenes may be disturbing.

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018

{Completed} My name is Miracle. I got that name when I was fourteen. I can't remember my family. I can't remember my friends. I can't remember anything from the past. Do I even have a past? Where was I born? Who are my parents? What did I like? Did I prefer dresses or sweaters? Was I a girly-girl or a tomboy? I lost everything the moment I came forcefully here. I didn't ask for this nor did I would want it. I came here to loose myself. I came here, because I got kidnapped. Everything I had known, everything I had forgotten came up to surface and tried to swim when he came into my life. He, the one who saved me.. ~ This story is so much more different than my previous ones. This is too emotional and extreme. Its about two people meeting each other in the worse circumstance. Two people who are trying to save each other by loosing themselves. Its still Islamic of course, but that will appear later in the story. If you don't like grammar mistakes, then this story is nothing for you. You have been warned. Also contains it scary parts which could make you cry, so if you can't handle that, then don't read it. Romance. GENERAL DISCLAIMER ABOUT MY WORKS: I write about the things that people don't want to think about. I write about the things that people are turning away from when its mentioned. I write about the things no one warned you about because in their eyes its a taboo to even think of it. I write about atheists, rape, forced marriages- all of the darkest side of life. If you don't like that, then this account is nothing for you.