WINNER OF READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 (Historical Fiction) Stone hearts. Silver to gold. And the fierce need to prove oneself. [THIS STORY IS PENDING MAJOR EDITS TO CHARACTERS AND PLOTS]. Sequel: Silver Skies Highest ranks: #1 in Arabia || #3 in History || #51 in Assassin || #90 in Spiritual

Michael Sheikh is a name of fear, a sinner, cold blooded assassin with no heart. He didn't believe in love, considering it to be nothing more than a weakness. His life revolves around two things death and lust. But everything changed, when she stumbled in his life, he wasn't supposed to see her, yet fate played its strings. He was drawn to the beauty with mesmerising honey coloured eyes and breathtaking smile. She was the only soul so innocent and pure that became his temptation and obsession. He knew she was forbidden for a man like him, yet the desire runs deep when the denial is stronger. (18+⚠️) ******** It can be read as a stand alone story🖤

#1 in What's hot list and still counting going on. Allahamdulilah. Thank you my beautiful readers. "You're a bad omen.. If anyone see your face first in the morning then nothing good will happen like it happened with me. " His eyes blazing in anger as he spoke these words. "It wasn't my fault... It was Allah's will.. Please don't say these words I am your wife. " She was crying as she replied. He roughly caught her hair and pinned her to the wall eyes blazing in anger. "Never ever do you say that you're my wife.. Understand??" He spoke as he more gripped her shoulders forcefully as he threw her on the floor. "You filthy rag..you don't deserve me" with that he walked away. He hated her She loved him with all her heart. He treated her like a maid She did all her duties as a housewife. When he needed her she was there before he could call her. When he realised his mistake it was already too late. Cover credit goes to @_PrincessRapunzel_

"I. Want. You." These words kept playing in my head like a broken record. What does that mean? His eyes looked so devious when he said that. A shiver ran down my spine remembering how cold his eyes were. I washed away my face pack and proceeded to scrub my body. I stepped out of shower, fastening the bath robe around my waist. I flipped my hair and wrapped dupatta around my head, dabbing it to dry my hair "I want you." I heard a voice too familiar in my ears. I whipped my head around to see pair of black eyes looking into mine. I was about to scream my lungs our when it disintegrated in thin air however whispers were still ringing in my ears. I turned back to mirror to see cold sweat beaded on my forehead. I wiped it away with tissues on the basin. I tried to regulate my heartbeat by placing my palm on my heart and breathing deeply. I was getting vibes that something unpleasant is about to happen. Sometimes you just rub your palms and wish that you didn't do something. A restless urge to undo something that impacted your life so much. Same is the case with Fatima. She wishes that she could just go back in time and never meet Ahmed Ali Rizvi again. If only she could just plainly undo him. #01 in #ChasingLove #01 in #RunningAway

{WATTY'S 2020 WINNER & EDITOR'S PICK.} Hopeless romantic and aspiring writer Mare Atwood has fallen madly in love with her childhood correspondent. There's only one catch-she doesn't know who he is. When the beaus of Star's Crossing return from boarding school to begin the courting season, Mare is determined to uncover the identity of her writer, flout her family's intentions of orchestrating an advantageous marriage, and procure the life of writing and romance she's always sought. But as in the tales she so adores, it won't be easy. Galas, masquerades, picnics, and hunts-alongside an old friend, a former teacher, and an unlikely ally, Mare delves into an investigation that leaves her torn between three clever, deceptive, and wealthy young bachelors. If Mare can confirm which is her writer and claim his hand before the courting season ends, she'll have her wish: the love of her life, a valuable marriage, and a future of writing romance. But with the eyes of Star's Crossing upon her, a business plot forcing invisible hands, and the unwillingness of her writer to come forward-Mare's future may not end in triumph, but tragedy. Set against the gilded Victorian backdrop of coastal Connecticut and lush with pre-war luxury, fans of Jane Austen, Margaret Mitchell, and Louisa May Alcott are sure to enjoy this lighthearted, lyrical novel of young love, independence, and identity. #1 Literary #1 YA Romance #1 Victorian #1 Lyrical #8 General Fiction

❛And do you know what's the stupidest thing about this?❜ said Draco and made an aggressive step towards me. ❛That after all this,❜ he grasped my forearm violently and made me backstep in fear. ❛After all this trouble,❜ he said and pushed me against the wall despite my tries to get away. ❛After all these fights,❜ he closed up and stuck his body on mine, putting his hand on my neck almost painfully. ❛I still want you so badly, it hurts,❜ he said and looked at me with both anger and lust and passion. ❛God, I want you so much and I want to kill you at the same time. You stupid, little girl, I fucking love you.❜ Despite being Voldemort's daughter, Dumbledore's goddaughter and destined to lead, Annalise Riddle was born in a world ordinary and plain. Thrown into a life full of magic and wonders, she stumbles upon her fate. This is not just a love story. This is a story of self-sacrifice and being brave enough to seek your destiny. ❛The Lost Daughter is now born. Lady she is meant to be and Lady she will be, and a Dark Lord's daughter. Beware, for only she knows the key to his collapse. Long may she reign and retribution shall be ours.❜ *Highest Rank: #2 in fanfiction and #1 in draco* If you like this story, I am sure you would also like its prequel. Go to my profile and add Anne's mother's story ('Retribution Shall Be Ours') to your reading lists!

[NOW AVAILABLE ON NOVELCAT AND IREADER] Cold, Ruthless, Heartless, and arrogant. Those are the words that describe Edgar Romanov. A boss of a secret mafia organization based in Russia. And there is her Phoebe Rousseau, a French lady that happen to catches Edgar's eyes, and immediately becomes his hated treasured possession. Can she sacrifice herself help him to tame the untamed beast inside him ? What will happen with this two unique couple ?

He was cold as ice. His heart was though burning in rage. A rage which would be subdued only with the blood of the traitor who made his life miserable. He wanted revenge. His entire family was killed in front of his eyes. He was too hurt for himself to save them. If not his brother who saved him on time , he would have been a dead meat long back. All he wanted was blood. His blood thirst was never ending and that's the reason his empire is now the strongest in the entire world. Just like a breeze in the storm he had one good thing for himself which was "her" She was as delicate as flower. A queen who rules his heart ruthlessly and he was a willing puppet in her hands. Just for her smile he would beg in front of her. He was the beast but she tamed him with her simple smile. The King of Kings Maha Raja Abhayankara was a simple man for his love Vaidharbhi. His heart beats for her and she was his queen. His was good only for her and he proved the entire world that his life depends only for her. His quest for meaning of life lies only for her which she was very much aware of. She should fear him but she bathed in his darkness where she found herself shining even more brighter. A saga of love and pain of their eternal love. He was the king who he ruled the world and she is his queen who sat in the throne of his heart which he believed he doesn't have.

I have nothing left to give up. At least that's what I thought until she walked into my life. I never thought I'd find my mate, not after this long, and I sure as hell never expected to fall so hard. But suddenly, I have everything to lose. Not all that long ago the wolves were on the verge of extinction and now the balance of peace and destruction lies in my hands. It's either her, or go to war, and the decision isn't an easy one to make. The Fae king wants blood, more importantly, my blood. I'm not afraid of him, or even dying for that matter, but if I revel my secret, lives are sure to be lost. The Fae king will stop at nothing to destroy me, but that's if I don't destroy myself first. *Warning: Contains some strong language and mature scenes*

Anastasia Grace Kolloff was promised to Raven Ravensthal when she was born he was 10 yrs old She is being Shipped off to America to be married to him because of a debt between Her Great Grandfather and Ravensthal Great Grandfather In which the first born Girl in the family is married to A Ravensthal to clear the debt and you guessed it Anastasia is the the first girl in 75 years for when Ravensthal saved A Kolloff life Anastasia didn't want to be married at a young age to a man that is 10 yrs older than her and she had never met him She wanted to travel the world study in different nations learning their culture but instead she's on a flight to Charleston SC with only two bags to her name one was her backpack the other her suite case She had her cell phone with her to keep her somewhat occupied on the long flight Once the flight landed and she disembarked the plane making the long walk in she kept her head down and only glanced up here and there she felt so small well she is standing only at 4'11 with blonde hair , hazel eyes As she continues down the path a body bumps into her knocking her down with a squeal of surprise Gathering her wits after a second looking up to see a man who didn't look very happy to have his cup of coffee now spilled all over himself and the floor " Stupid Bitch " he growls reaching down to pull her up off the flood " No let me go " Anastasia yells At the guy He raises up and slaps her drawing attention to them when she lets out a cry in pain " Let her go " a growls come from behind them , Anastasia looks past the guy to see a Man standing 6'5 muscles on muscles with tattoos looking dangerous The guy looks back immediately drops her arm looks at Anastasia then leaves them in a hurry " Thank you Sir " Anastasia says to the mysterious man " You are welcome Little One " " Sorry to be in such a rush but my ride is waiting for me again thank you " Anastasia says as she goes by the man " Until we meet again "