She became his bride. But why does it feel like she's stepped into a deadly game? Alice's wedding day should be the beginning of a nightmare and it is. Billionaire Henry Robinson blames her for the accident that left his girlfriend in a coma, and now he's using the marriage to get his revenge. But the more time she spends in his world, the more she senses that something deeper, darker ... and far more dangerous. What if the accident wasn't what it seemed? What if Henry's anger is hiding more than heartbreak? Trapped in a luxurious prison of lies and secrets, Alice must find out the truth before it destroys them both.

That day when I looked into his eyes I wanted to cry while donning the ring and uttering the same vow. I was happy, very happy, joyful in fact that I wasn't able to hold back the tears any longer. But with those tears of joy there was the bitter-sweet pain of reality that his sad, brave eyes were telling me.

It's been two years since he has gone to study abroad. I still remember the day I came to live in this house after my parent's death. I still remember the day when he suddenly came into my room. I was looking at him with shocked eyes because of his actions. He locked the door and started coming in my direction. I knew that I was in danger but I can't move my body. Bloody hell, my body was held by the cold gaze of his blue sea-colored eyes. With long steps, he was coming towards me, and in a flash of seconds, he was in front of me. He grabbed my hair making me look into his eyes, my eyes were close afraid of meeting his cold star but the next word from his mouth made my eyes short open. "Who was that man Jane with whom you were laughing and talking answer me. Who was he," he shouted in anger. I took in his appearance his jaw was clenched and his eyes were burning in anger. H-e-he saw me with him. I knew I was in danger. Now, what should I do was the big question for me. Warm tears filled my eyes ready to slip out from the corner of my eyes by remembering that day. The more memory of that day still you heard it right. First place in The Scribblers Award 2020 for best novel

Lisa and her boss, Alessandro, agree to spite their exes by pretending to date, but things begin to backfire when fake feelings become real along the way. ***** For two years, Lisa Brooks worked as a secretary to the powerful self-made billionaire, Alessandro Russo. He hardly noticed her, and to him, she was nothing more than a co-worker who wore conservative clothes, a tight bun, and followed his orders. But when Lisa's heart gets broken by her first love and Alessandro starts to lose his willpower to avoid Gretchen (his ex-girlfriend and now-client's wife), they decide to help each other out by fake dating. I mean, how hard can it be to not fall in love? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

**SAMPLE ONLY** Previously known as His Queen. Highest ranking : #1 in Werewolf (26/12/2015) Note : Please refer inside for the full summary. ❝Every king needs his queen.❞ Every pack has its own tradition. For the Golden Moon pack, it is no different either. Every year, every unmated male werewolf would travel around the world in order to find their other half; their soulmates. All, except for Darius King. As the 'heartless' Alpha of the Golden Moon and the blood Alpha, his is the only name that sends shivers down his enemies' spines whenever they thought about him. In his opinion, the tradition is nothing but a perfect opportunity for other packs to attack his while most of the male wolves are not around, or so he reckons. Little did he know that his decision would lead him to his mate who crashed into his territory; literally. ♛ Please do not leave any hate/self-promoting comments! Thank you! (:

She loved him. He loved another. She was ready to die for him. He pretended to be oblivious to that. She was crazy for him. He was crazy for the other girl, but not the mad kind of crazy like she was. She was determined to get to her destination but at the same time immature, hot- headed, sweet, and carefree. A weird combination, right? But what happens when you set the wrong destination for yourself? You lose, right? But she was not the one to accept defeat. She was a determined girl and loved challenges. He was mature but not enough to see what was the best for him. It wasn't even her fault that she couldn't see any other man except him. His name was Aaamir Sheikh. Her name was Areesha Aftab. Aamir fell for the other girl Shazre. It was like love at first sight. Her mother taught her not to look at any man- not because it was prohibited in islam- rather because she was reserved for him. Her mother didn't teach her religion. No one cared about her. All they cared about was that she married him as there had been some promises made in the past that were yet to be revealed to her. What had destiny planned for Areesha? Was Aamir Sheikh the one for her as her mother had always said or was there someone out there waiting for her to pick up her broken pieces, fix her shattered heart, teach the real meaning of love and cherish her like no other. Was that 'someone's' name Fawad Ali, the famous business man whom Areesha worked for or was he the same Aamir Sheikh with whom her name was always tied up? Will Areesha make the right desicion in choosing him? Read to find out more in Choosing Him #20 in spiritual (6-5-2017) Cover by @ItsFirstMalaika

He locked his eyes with hers advancing towards where she was standing . Tahira took baby steps backwards, fear evident in her eyes. All she could sense was lust and greed for her body in his eyes. Soon she found her back hitting the wall. Her heart thumped wildly. As soon as he approached her he scooped her towards him sliding his arm around her waist . "Please....don't.." she muttered more to herself and soon found him crashing his lips to hers with full force. Taking out all his frustration he bit them savagely. She muffled a cry trying to loosen herself from his deathly grip. With all the strength she had she pushed him back. He was forced to take a step backwards. Taking her shot she tried to run only to find herself tripping over his foot and twisting her ankle. She let out a scream and fell down with tears streaming down her face. It was only then that he realized what he was doing. With anger and guilt in his eyes he stormed out of the room. On their wedding night Nilay point blankly clarifies that he is in a relationship with somebody else and Tahira will have to put up with that. Will her dream of a fairytale marriage come to an end? Will she hate him or still fall for him?

Fawn Thorne is a newly eighteen years girl from a wealthy family, her life is nothing but a fairytale dream come true. She has her Prince Charming, friends that she can count on and little siblings she adores. She has everything a princess could want. That is until her father's old gambling habits take over and the family fortune lost, in his greed he makes a deal with the devil. Sebastian King is a ruthless businessman that rules the world, being the wealthiest man on the planet he's the most sought out bachelor. Not only know for his good looks, but also his family name. He can have everything he wants with the snap of his fingers, and he's horrible and manipulative, known for his cruel ways. He offers a deal with a desperate man. His oldest daughter in exchange for money.

One twirl, one moment, and everything changed... She wanted to sway with the wind and experience the breeze. She wanted to be so much more than whispered words of insanity. She was delusional, and her storm was showing no mercy.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)