Romance Ranking: #1 on 05/09/17 #2 on 07/08/17 #3 on 06/08/17 ----------- My phone fell down with a loud thud and he trapped me to the headboard of our bed. "Did you forget you are married?" I was silent. "Answer me!!" he roared and I shook my head in negative. " Whom do you belong to?" I was silent again and I was scared with his behavior. He banged the headboard and I flinched and answered " Yo- You!!? He sighed and told me "I think I should let you know you are mine." with that he brought his face dangerously close to mine and I screamed. " Stop!!!" _______ Zoya Usmaan Abdullah was a beautiful women. she was 21, and love her parents more than anything else in her life but she never thought that the love for her parents will land her in trouble to Marty an annoying stranger. Ahan Yusif Khan was an devilishly handsome man. He was 26, an responsible arrogant business man but his whole world changes upside down when he falls for a girl zoya. (First few chapters may have some spell errors, ignore to enjoy the story. ) Please don't copy my book, I am working and thinking really hard for all my chapters. Stealing other's imagination is the the world's disgusting thing. (Not edited)

| THIS STORY IS BEING EDITED. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK PLEASE | Arshad Khan was one of the richest bachelors of Dubai who had no intention of stepping down from the bachelorhood any time soon. But of course, when matchmaking mothers are involved, anything can happen. Right? So when he steps into India for a family gathering, things just take a different turn. Meeting her was coincidental but loving her, it was a choice. Little did he know that even the purest of love, comes with consequences. And this billionaire, well he sure was in love. © scopian_16 2014

| IBRAHIM BOOK II | "I am willing to give my everything to you, if you agree to be mine forever" ---- He looked Italian He dressed brands He spoke billionaire language He ran an entire empire with the tip of his fingers He drove luxurious cars He traveled to exotic places He had all he ever wanted all except her She was his best friends' sister She was the girl he loved She was the one who had her head held high She was the one who could not be loved She was the one who cannot love and she was out of reach from him sparks, fireworks and mid season flowers and leaves, all fly about as the two meet, the twisted love story of. "The Billionaire And The Hijabi" => Highest Ranking: #2 on Spiritual Hotlist (15/02/16) copyright scopian_16 2016

Meet Kaif- Kaif Zakwaq Shahaan- a 22 year old muslim young boy who is ranked UK's number one billionaire in business. Meet Hasti- 21 year old girl, fled from home and fatefully living with the Shahaan family. Kaif and Hasti- Allah had something for them. They did not get along but they did get along. Their fights had sparks and their pranks on each other had the whole family laughing. But soon Kaif starts feeling the emotions that were never there. Or maybe they were but he was too busy to see it? But hasti makes him feel all those emotions. Why? he has no answer. So when one day Hasti leaves with a note saying she was under "The Billionaire's Protection" without the billioanire even knowing, Kaif is left shocked. Where did she go? No idea Whom did she go with? No idea Will Kaif go looking for her? Even he des not know that BUT..... What happens when past secrets are revealed? What will happen when people from the past will collide? Will Hasti and Kaif accept the truth about themselves? Well, The Billionaire's Protection has all the answers! ©scopian_16 2014

{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*

Winter Del Rosá was always bullied and abused at school by her peers and looked down on It wasn't until her bestfriend ditched her to become apart of the plastics and popular kids of WestHill High and restarts to bully her using her father and others from her past to her advantage When she finally breaks she moves away only to return and finish off senior year Coming back is a changed Winter Del Rosá a stone cold female with no care for anyone unless she's close to them With her new attitude and figure, what happens when she attracts the bad boy who is rising to take his fathers place as the new mafia king

"What was that?" He came closer and closer as I step back with each step he took. "What was what!? I can hang out with whomever I want, it's none of your business." I snapped when I felt a wall behind me. Of course the damn wall had to be there. "It is my business and you know why? Because you're my wife, get it?" His face were inches away from mine as his mint breath fanned my cheeks. "Since when do you care that I'm your wife?" I whispered, my heart was going insane. "Since forever, Layla." He brushed my cheeks with his warm hands. "You belong to me and the angels are witnesses for that." ________________ None Muslims are welcome^^ #1 Teenagers🎊 #47 teen 🎉 #37 school 🎊 #3 spiritual 🎉

• HIGHEST RANK #1 in Islamic• (COMPLETED ON FEBRUARY 14, 2019 WITH 14K READS!) That is the real Aaban Waheed, the man she fell in love with. Yet, one should not forget that he is the ruthless mafia boss out there. His not afraid nor hesitant to slit the throats of the ones who cross his path. His words can affect you even if you don't want them to. He can twist your words and make you regret ever crossing his path. He is smart in his situations, prepared for the worst. That is the very characteristic of a mob boss, and his appearance sums it all up. His black hair tousled up into quiff, there always that one strand of hair that made its way into his face. His hazel green eyes that always held a glaze of secrecy that he knew something that you did not, that they held the darkest of secrets beneath them. His soft cheeks and his hard jaw, his pink lips which felt so soft against Haniyah's. This man belonged to her. • (THIS BOOK IS NOT EDITED)

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*