[COMPLETED]✔ The Blood Magic Series |Book 7| 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Series. ⁃⁃⁃❖⁃⁃⁃ ༺༒༻ "Why are you touching me?" Isis flicked my hands as my arms had wrapped themselves around her waist. Her long blonde hair fell over her right shoulder after tying it up and away from her face, breathing in her scent deeply. "How else am I going to fuck you?" I chuckled, my warm breath tickling the skin on her neck. She scoffed at me, elbowing my ribs and forcing me to let go of her. Turning around, Isis narrowed her eyes and promised, "The only time you're ever going to have sex with me is if Hell freezes over." "Ouch, that hurt love," I clutched my heart and pouted. I thought about it for a moment before asking, "Are you always this uptight?" "Are you always trying to have sex with everything that moves?" She returned and walked away from me, stopping only a few feet away and turning on her heels, "Oh, wait...I'm sure you'd even defile a sleeping person," she gave me that knowing look. I shrugged my shoulders and grinned, "Can't help it, love, it's in my nature." ⁃⁃⁃❖⁃⁃⁃ Highest Ranking: #8 in Paranormal Published on Amazon under K. A. Young. Ebook: $2.99 Paperback: $8.00 Patreon Downloadable PDF - Pack Tracker Tier: $5.00

Their love was like a wildfire. Once spread, there was no stopping them. What started as an innocent glance became the magnitude of their flame. * * * In a country, where justice had no value and freedom was suppressed, lived two souls. Lies tore them apart, hatred planted a seed in their hearts, families plotting against each other, and a tale of forbidden love. One was born from filth, but struggled to make his name and save himself from the tainted words of his people. The other was pure in every way, her lips hushed the secrets that laid behind her eyes and the pain that resided in her heart. Adar was not like the rest of the villagers. He was a prince in his own way, looking for his queen. A village of evil, people of danger, relatives of believers come together to create the heart-wrenching tale of Adar and Rabiya. •Cover made by @rukswrites• [Featured by Wattpad]

© 2020 All Rights Reserved When Aisha Muhammad goes out late at night to empty the waste bin, something accompanies her back home.

Meet Ashar Sayeed, owner of Sayeed Corporations and Limited. He is one hell of a ruthless guy who at the same time is a very loving father. Many call him bipolar and he agrees to that. Why? Because once he fell in love with a girl and married her who destroyed him in every possible way. "I'm a cold-hearted person. I'm insular, I'm jaded, A workaholic, I'm ruthless and I'm self-serving. I don't do forever, I rarely even do "I'll call you tomorrow". And just because I'm here now it does not mean if you ask me to stay I will." He glared as his grip tightened on her arms. Meet Laiba Shaqil Who once was a perfect "Vamp" in everyone's life. But as we say nothing lasts forever just like that her natured changed from evil to good. And in that forever she lost the one person of her life who loved her once, who married her and gave his life her name. There was an infinitesimal pause while he watched her face, as though he half expected her to recognise it, before he went on, ''My Enemies call me Sayeed,'' and gave her a smile of such devastating charm that she blinked. Through her hazel eyes, she sees a strange expression on his face. "These are going to be very good days," he says venomously to her. From the writer of His Wife Or His Maid, Laiba and Ashar journey continues. Will Ashar forgive Laiba? Will Laiba be able to make Ashar lover her back like he used to?? Moreover what will happen when Shezan comes to know the truth?? Turn the pages to get all your answers. And yes Mahira and Arhaan will make an appearance. Cover credit goes to @delicate_psyche

"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!

Houssam Shaykh is living the dream. He is a big sought after basketball star who has his pick of teams, is recognized wherever he goes, makes millions per game, and gets to play his favorite sport for a living. He is even being called the 'Muslim Michael Jordan'. But he has a void that he can't seem to fill, no matter how many screaming fans chant his name. When he goes back home after a long season and decides to throw himself into volunteer work, will he find a shot at finding what he's seeking? Hana Ismail sees life through the lens of her camera. She loves to create memories for others to hold dear, but often wishes that she gets to experience them for herself. When she gets chosen to start a Masjid newspaper, and ends up doing a profile on none other than their very own celebrity, will she have a shot at her own happiness?

#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_

Book 1 of (The Awakening Series) {#1 Supernatural} {#1 Paranormal} {#1 Lycans} {#1 Vampire Romance} {#5 Royalty} The world went to shit long before I was born. Humans like me use to believe other species were nothing more than fictional characters, myths, or figures of one's imagination. But that was before vampires left the shadows and decided to reveal their species to the world. I've been told that teenage girls use to fantasize about being swooshed off their feet by those mysterious creatures. Insane. Matter of fact, insane would be an understatement, they were fucking lunatics. Vampires are not some fictional character that would love you like no other. No, vampires are not some sort of myth, and they most certainly are not, a figment of anyone's imagination. They are very real, and they despise the human race. In fact, they have enslaved my entire species and formed a new world. Each continent is owned by a ruthless, bloodsucking, barbaric, the vampire king. Every single one of them has played a part in the war of the awakening, showing no mercy, killing without question. Humans didn't even stand a chance. Our army and world leaders were killed or imprisoned in less than a couple of days. They slaughtered my race, but it didn't stop there. No, that was only the beginning of human suffering. Trust me when I say the death was truly a kindness, because anyone who survived the awakening, would beg for death. I was positive that my suffering would come to an end when I turned eighteen. I was hoping and praying to be marked as a feeder, nothing more, nothing less. Death was the only way out of this world. You see, all of the kings who ruled over the earth were cruel and calculating. They are all tyrants in their own right and they all answered to one vampire. Who was known as the most barbaric of them all and I was marked as his chosen. The King of all Vampire Kings. "This book is currently undergoing edits for publication."