"𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘸𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬; 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦."

A fanfiction for Fatvius, all love for them! Many of these are based on the real story-line, but written by me. My old fanfictions were written before the episodes actually came out, so do not mind that. Disclaimer: This is a fictional story, a fanfic written by me (About Fatvius), inspired by the historical characters Fatima and Flavius. I do not mean to promote haram relationships, but rather just show my love and appreciation for these 2, along with showing their emotional conflicts and inner struggles. Any romance portrayed is symbolic and is driven by my narrative, its not meant to glorify anything haram. This story ultimately leads toward their marriage in Islam. The focus is on emotional depth, not physical romance.

Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...

In a city where justice is bought, sold, and buried with the bodies it creates, Salone Baptise does not pray. Salone Baptise, is a criminal defence attorney by title, strategist and cleaner by bloodline, raised by power, and sharpened by secrets. Salone doesn't believe in innocence or redemption. She believes in leverage, in silence, in winning. Orion Rosetti, a professor by day, another by night. As family pressure tightens into a forced marriage, bodies start dropping, and Salone is dragged into a world where control has a cost, and refusal is an act of war. 𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐝. But never mistake her for weak. Because Salone Baptise does not beg. And she never loses without making someone bleed.

23-year-old Celai (sa-lay) LaCroix should have died in a horrible accident, but instead, she wakes up beside the man who is responsible for her making it to the hospital, Julian Westbrook. God had put him there to be her knight-in-shining-armor, however, the "hero syndrome" doesn't seem to wear off. Surprisingly, it wasn't the first time the two met. Celai was a frequent attender of Disciples of Truth Church, while Julian was the pastor-in-training. It may seem like a coincidence, like the world was just small, but in fact, it was the Lord putting them together. Now, it was up to them to realize, sit back, and watch God unfold His blessings for them. However, Celai has her mind in the future and her hero has his in the past. Neither being in the present is sure to provoke a mountain of issues. Bible verses are in NIV, NLT, and KJV translations 💛

Amara Monroe is not the kind of woman who stops moving. She is a graduate student, a business owner, a daughter, and a caretaker all at once, and she handles every single role with the kind of quiet discipline that most people never see because she does not ask them to. Her life runs on early mornings, tight budgets, and the deep belief that doing things the right way matters even when no one is watching. Kit Wattanakul is a Thai-American chef who built his Atlanta restaurant on the same principle. Disciplined. Intentional. Rooted in the culture and family that shaped him. He is not a man who does things carelessly. Which makes it all the more complicated when one unexpected afternoon puts Amara in his orbit and neither of them can quite find their way back to the distance they started with. This is not a story about two people who fall recklessly into each other. It is a story about two people who feel something real and choose, again and again, to handle it with honesty and care. About what it costs to want something you are not yet free to reach for. About family duty and cultural identity and the particular courage it takes to build love on a foundation that can actually hold. Set against the copper and gold of an Atlanta autumn, Eyes on You is a slow burn that earns every degree of heat. No shortcuts. No compromise. Just two people deciding that something worth having is worth doing right. ©️ _RelleLebby_// R. L.

Imani took the job for one reason. Money. Her father's gambling debts are swallowing everything her family owns, and the only job willing to pay enough to save their home happens to be inside the mansion of the most dangerous man in the city-a Russian Bratva king whose name is spoken in whispers. So Imani follows three simple rules. Keep her head down. Do her job. And never look the men of the house in the eyes. For months, it has worked. Until the day she is sent to clean the forbidden top floor. A careless mistake. A drunk mafia soldier. One gunshot that echoes through the study. The man who crossed the line drops dead behind her. And when Imani finally looks up... she meets the cold gaze of the man who pulled the trigger. Roman Volkov. The master of the mansion. The most feared man in the Russian Bratva. A man who notices everything. Except this time, he isn't looking at the body on the floor. He's watching her. Imani wants nothing more than to remain invisible, collect her paycheck, and keep her family from losing their home. But Roman Volkov has just found the only woman in his house who doesn't fear him enough. And once the Bratva king decides he wants something... Walking away is no longer an option

Serenity Soul, the quiet youngest of three sisters, has spent her life dimming her light under a critical mother and a golden-child sister. But when reformed dealer Choice Carter sees the beauty she hides, Serenity must face her fear of being unworthy of love. A powerful story of healing, self-worth, and love that helps you finally see yourself.

Naomi Brooks is everything he's not-pure, soft-spoken, raised on hymns and hallelujahs. A church girl with a kind heart and a secret longing for something more. Dave East is everything she's been warned about-ruthless, feared, raised on pain and silence. A man who doesn't beg, doesn't break, and doesn't believe in salvation. But when a quiet prayer crosses paths with a silent war, Naomi becomes the one light in Dave's dark world. And he'll burn it all down to protect her. As their worlds collide, secrets unravel, blood is spilled, and faith is tested. Because some love stories aren't about fairy tales... They're about survival. And when Dave finally uncovers the truth about who killed his mother, love might not be enough to stop him from getting revenge.

The beautiful hopeless romantic Sarai (Sah-rye) Shaw is over the moon about her upcoming nuptials to the man of her dreams. She has an unpleasant encounter with a ruthless biker gang, Hell's Monarch. Shane Ross is the merciless leader who always takes what he wants. Unfortunately for Sarai...Shane wanting her brings more trouble than expected.