Luna never took the taunting to heart, she never believed them when they called her mad. But maybe they were right, because how can anyone sane love a monster? *Not my story. All rights reserved goes to the author. I just wanted other people to read this amazing story.* Website: fanfiction.net Original Author: moomolie1709

Baiwa ce......A cikin masarautar Jordan....... Kuma a haka suke kallonta a matsayin baiwar Amma tun daga ranar da yaganta ya Fahimci ba Baiwa ce....... Akwai wani ɓoyayyen alamari da tare da ita..Shin me yasa tayi yunkurin kashe shi? Dukda ba farar fata bace daga wani yanki na duniya take? Shi da kanshi yasanya Hannu akan kundin tsarin Masarautar kuma babu wanda yayi yunkurin dakatar da shi, sai dai Kashi........Qaddara tariga Fata..........

"If you could ask the Devil a question, what would it be?" - - - ••• Alexander Romano ••• Handsome. Charming. Deranged. Psychotic. Obsessive. Controlling. Sinister. Cold. Those are the only few words that can be used to describe such a person, if one can even call him that. He gets what he wants, when he wants it. He has everyone wrapped around his fingers, like they're his personal puppets. ••• Laila Khan ••• Beautiful. Graceful. Shy. Kind. Compassionate. Affectionate. Spiritual. Warm. Everything she does moves everyone around her in awe. Her heart is made of pure gold, there is no denying that. She never asks anyone for anything that would cause inconvenience. She's the first person to sacrifice her own needs for other's happiness. - - - Alexander's next target, his next want, his next plaything is Laila Khan. The second he laid eyes on her untouched, innocent frame, he knew he wanted her. He wants her in his own sick, twisted way. He wants to break her, crushing her soul until she can't identify as anyone except his woman. He'll do anything possible to have her, he'll use every and any method to shatter her. She'll be his, only his. Note: - Everyone (including people of different religions and cultures) are welcome to read this! - I don't want any haram police attacking me bc this is NOT a spiritual-focus story.

Sahara Akbar is a happy-go-lucky, naïve 19 year old Muslim girl, raised with high morals and ethics. She tries her best every single day to practice her religion as well as she can in order to reach the highest form of her spiritual life. But there are times she gets sidetracked, like when she gets late for Nama'az because she spends too much time watching Netflix or when she sees a random cute guy on the streets and falls in "love". Hey, I said she tries, I didn't say she was perfect. Damian Visiliev is a tatted up ruthless, arrogant, cold-hearted billionaire, who could care less about religion. All he cares about is W.W.S: Wealth. Women. Sex. Settling down and getting married is something that doesn't exist in his life. Period. In fact, he despises the idea of spending a lifetime with one person because he doesn't believe in the idea of loving one person for the rest of one's life. But what happens when you throw two polar opposites into each other's world? In fact, how does a Muslim girl, who's trying hard to be a good Muslim and a Russian businessman, who doesn't give a damn about anything even end up intertwined in each other's worlds? Will there be forbidden desire that stirs between them? Well, I guess you're about to find out. Join the journey full of romance, drama, heartbreaks, and mysteries. **YOU DONT HAVE TO BE A MUSLIM TO READ THIS** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

"The reason we can't let go of someone is because deep inside, we still have hope." Then, let go. That so-called hope, it's destroying you. "It was us against the world, what happened?" She didn't appreciate the world you were offering her. "We were once so damn happy." Stop looking for happiness in the same place you lost it. It was once there, but not anymore. - - - His heart belongs to someone else. Her heart belongs to him. She wants to be his moonlight in the dark. He... he wants her to be his mistake. **Full Summary Inside**

Amara Mahmoud is a 20-year-old, Muslim girl who is in her fourth year of undergraduate studies. She has a loving family and the most amazing best friends someone could ask for. She's quiet, but can stand her ground. She's trying to navigate her way through this western world, while trying to keep her love for her religion as alive as ever. Peter Bilal is in the same year as Amara but he is the complete opposite of her in almost every way. He's loud, outspoken, and an extrovert. He's the biggest flirt, aiming his charming ways at any female who's remotely close enough to hear him. Not only that, he's a non-believer, unlike Amara, who's love for her Creator is full in her heart. Amara isn't a perfect Muslim, she makes mistakes but always learns from them. Peter always makes mistakes but never seems to care much about it. Will they be able to cross paths without destruction? Or is that too much of a delusional thought for people who are polar opposites? P.S. I suck at descriptions, I suggest actually giving the story a shot for a better judgement 😂 Warning: this story is only FICTION and the characters are NOT perfect Muslims. They are NOT to be taken as role models of any sorts & do NOT take them as representing Islam. So y'all haram police need to relax & don't read if you're triggered lol.

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There are winds of destiny that blow when we least expect them. Sometimes they gust with the fury of a hurricane, sometimes they barely fan one's cheek. But the winds cannot be denied, bringing as they often do a future that is impossible to ignore. 21st August, 1994......... a day which many destinies were sealed. Some found love, others were separated from loved ones while some were scarred for eternity. Muhammad kabeer Dikko; the guy with the devil-may-care attitude. Handsome, charismatic, ruthless are word which all vividly describes the rich and carefree heir to the fortune called Argon oil and gas. He has no worries at all in life, unless it has to do with the apple of his eyes, his Umma's Amana, the sweet and loving Mahra Muhammad Dikko. The smart and sassy Zulaikha Sabine Al-fayeed, born half Italian, half Nigerian, the 22 year old is the dream of every eligible bachelor in town! The sensational Niima Abdallah, the sweet one and only daughter of a rich oil tycoon. She's what you'd love to call the belle of the ball. The undefeatable Bakhtiar Arab. A 45year old sadist who found love in the least expected place; the arms of a lady far his junior. Ahmad Sadeeq, otherwise known as the geek. The guy with insatiable love for knowledge. Cousin and bestfriend to our rich boy Muhammad Kabeer. Khayri, the 17 year old happy-go-lucky granddaughter of a village farmer who lost her parents at a tender age. Wani wasa qaddara da SANADI ke shirin yi da rayuwar wannan mutane. What could the connection be? As the saying goes 'We can only fight destiny but never can we change it'. Join me in this intriguing piece full of roller coasters of emotions as we unfold the connection between these lives. Ba zaku yi dana sanin karanta SANADI ba. That i promise.

The gap between Love and Hate is not the same as the gap between Death and Life ... But to be killed or to win is one thing ... you are nothing .. in terms of Drawing Fate .. To die or not to live must be shared on two things ... Love and Destiny ... do not blame the pen of destiny Karka kalubanci zanen ƙaddara!!!

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!