My name is Stuart John.I am rich. No, I am filthy rich. I am arrogant and handsome. I am always one step ahead of the game. The world revolve around me. Governments fear me. My employees obey me. Girls fall down on my feat. I don't respect anyone, yet everyone respect me. That's me. My name is Zainab and I am a Muslim. I wake up at 4 am to pray Thahajuth and then Fajr, which is one of the 5 mandatory prayer in Islam. I am shy and humble. Atleast I believe I am humble. I work for Stuart John, one the most rich people in the world as his personal secretary. Except for the pay, there is absolutely no reason why I think I should be working for this man, who is arrogant, stubborn, short tempered and believe the entire earth revolves around him.Yet, I need the money to support myself and the mess my family left me with.

I am a bitch. I am. I drink, smoke, do drugs and whatever I like. No one is above me. I don't give a f*ck about weak people, I am self indulgent and most of all, I know who I am. What I am worth. The daughter of a business tycoon. I am extremely beautiful. Beautiful enough, I have crushed many hearts than I could count. Cross me and regret the day you live. Little did I know who I am will twist my fate. I am Liz Hunt. I am a refugee from Afghanistan. A drone killed everyone I once had, including my parents. Orphaned at the age of 14, my life has been a struggle. I work hard to survive. And if my parents have taught me one thing, and one thing alone, then it would be live with honor and dignity. And that's how a nightmare twisted my fate. I am Asad.

Highest Rankings: #1 Divorce #1 Miscarriage #6 in Affair #12 Past #25 Marriage #397 Heartbreak Marriage. The happily ever after every woman wants, but when it doesn't last, that is when that happy ending doesn't last. Instead, you are left with nothing. You are left with sadness and pain, always thinking about what you did wrong. That is how it was for Willa. She was married to a rich man, Alexander, who had given her love and care. They had such a happy life. But, then she finds out he had been cheating her for three months. And so, she headed up packing away, leaving the man she had once loved. The man she still loves. Tarnished and broken, Willa moves in with her best friend, starting a new life as a florist. But after two years, the man whom she married, comes back. But, not alone.

Rankings: #2 Marriage #1 Miscarriage #72 Forgotten #810 Divorce What happens when the person you love forgets about you? What happens to those memories? Willa, now suffering from memory loss, can't remember Alexander because of a car crash. And now, so many questions are being asked with no answers at all. Alexander, now regretting his life of not having Willa in his life, now trying to figure out a way to get Willa to remember in order to be with her once again. Things become more hectic with the media surrounding Alexander's life and Alexander becoming desperate to get Willa to remember him. And Willa, who struggles to know who Alexander is, becomes more close with Ethan who also tries to help her along with her memory. This is their journey to remember the forgotten ones. *This is the second book to the story "The Broken Ones" so please read that before this.*

I am psychiatrist. I have been hired by one of the most dangerous prisons in the country to treat in mates with their trauma. Some of them are sentenced to life time in prison and others are for capital punishment. I come from a sheltered family. My entire life is sheltered and well planed. Then I met him, Steve. Who is he? Why is he here and why does he confess to a crime clearly he hasn't committed? And why does he look at me with hate , desire and very rarely with tenderness? And why does my heart betray me when I am with him?

I am a Zionist. Well, we all know what that means. I believe Palestinians are animals and should be slaughtered, since the promised land belong to Jews and Christians. My father is the one of the people who make decisions for the world. I am not a God fearing person or believe in God for that matter. I worship money and I have the power. My task right now is to wipe all Palestinians out of the land which they claim belongs to them. Well little do they know that power is me, and I am Brad Malroy. Raped, humiliated and abandoned , that is me Hayah Ahmed. Now payback time - not for me, but for the sake of my people who have been butchered over time. Our crime - being Palestinian. I face Brad Malroy for only one thing. To bring justice to my people, even if that mean I have to die in the process.

He is Adam She is Ayah He is rich She is destitute He is an atheist She is a Muslim He is arrogant She is humble He lived in luxury She lived in poverty He had love and comfort She was abused and mistreated He didn't have a choice but to marry her She was forced to marry him He hates her She hates him Then.... He saw her She saw him ********************* Cover is a creation of a very talented reader.. Please send some love to @perfectdude_duh Thank you for your time and effort.. Mashallah

'You didn't answer my question,' he asked, holding her gaze in his hypnotic ones. 'Wh... what question?' She was surprised at her own voice, it sounded like of someone else's. She wanted to ask him--which question, there were so many he had asked her tonight. Each one threatening in their own different ways to her sanity. Brandan smiled mysteriously. Not answering her, he instead said something else, 'Don't keep staring at me like that.' His voice was soft. Suddenly, she found herself in some other world. 'W.. why?' She stammered ridiculously. His lips slightly brushed against her, she closed her eyes in anticipation, under the spell of their lips connecting. Sparking were the electricity all over her skin. ''Cause....' He took a step back from her, leaving her cold and she was too lost to do something about it--like leaping closer to him and getting engulfed in the euphoric warmth once again. ''Cause, you will fall in love with me... ' He paused as growling deeply a set of thunders boomed above the skies. Cold wind made her hair dance around. He finally finished his sentence, 'Again.' Rain poured down upon her heavily as if the entire sky was about to break down over her, She opened her eyes against the cold water to see he had lef alreadyt, leaving her to drown into his words, completely. *** They say love's blind. Maybe that's why Emma loved Brandan despite all odds, more than she loved herself but only to find that it wasn't enough. When time and fate decided to be cruel to the utmost, she found herself broken in all the ways possible. Realizing that love wasn't enough, she picked up her ruined self and found a new beginning at the end. But fate had, apparently, some unexpected plans in store. Against all odds, they were meant to face one another once again. But this time, Brandan was a changed man and so was Emma. While one was burnt from the pain, another was burnt from the guilt. And then...

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"

Ahmed Wali, a man in his late twenties, the heir of Wali Brothers, a famous name in the constructions companies of the country. Family, friends, wealth, looks, he was blessed with everything a person could dream of and just like any other person, he has his flaws. Hiding the part of his personality that seeks revenge for his part, he was living a full life. Showing off his wealth and power, he has the reputation of Casanova among his friend circle. Sandal Khaleel, a girl in her early twenties, in a desperate search of a job to support her family as the sole earner. Burdened by an incident of past which turned her life upside down and the responsibilities of her family, she struggles to start a new life. A story of a girl who lost her half family in a terrorist attack and a man who was wandering around in the darkness of the past. A job interview, a small deed of kindness and she was brought in front of Ahmed. Sandal, a girl with eyes so empty that he found the darkness in his heart brighter. Fighting their own demons, they find something unexpected. A ray of light in the darkness of night and they walked until the appearance of dawn, the end of a dark night and the beginning of a new day... # 105 in Romance (13-6-2016) (Not edited, read at your own risk)