Being a second wife is rather like learning to perfect a set of aerial maneuvers. There are seriously complicated stunts involved: trapezing around the first wife, learning when to appear and disappear at exactly the right moments, tolerating your mother in law, enduring the concubines, and getting the husband in your bed. No one expects to be a second wife. No one does.

"I want to become a renowned lawyer and Human Rights Activist when I do grow up." Seven year old Habeebah, happily said to her father. As time passes, we as humans tend to move closer to reality. Because, with each passing second, nothing stays stagnant forever. "Is some shitty business meeting more important than the life of your daughter?" She asked him. "You mean nothing to me Habeebah, never have and never will!" He clamoured, throwing her across the room. "I can't do this anymore, I want a divorce." She whimpered. The story goes: Habeebah Hassan Ribadu, a 36 year old beautiful, vibrant and intelligent young woman has lots of dreams to accomplish but the biggest passion of all is to become a lawyer. What happens when her life after marriage takes a big toll on her, will all her hopes, dreams and aspirations be met? Will she be able to find love in the end? Join her as she embarks on this intriguing, thought provoking journey of love, betrayal, hatred and deceit.

Book 1 - Storm Series Alexandra Storm The cruel and merciless Alpha of the Shallow Moon Pack. Queen of the werewolves. Alphas respect her and rogues quiver when they hear her name. But this all changes when one rogue turns out to be her mate. Matthew Hunter The last surviving beta from a forgotten pack, destroyed by rogues. With his new title as a outcast, he finds himself on Alexandra's land. And a truth unfolds. Fated to be together... Trust to be broken... Love to be earned... An Outcast mated to a Queen. {POV is both female and male.}

Devastated by her parents death Ana is left to help her sisters while they wait for their estranged brothers to come home. Ana expects to deal with the normal steps of grieving instead she gets Zac. He's wild. He's angry. And he thinks she's started the end of his world. Because he isn't human. He's Sidhe. And he isn't just Sidhe. He's the King of the Sidhe. And Ana is the one he's set on blaming. Will Ana convince him of her innocence or will she set his passions on fire. Because if there is one thing Zac is sure of. Its that Ana is his little Wildfire. COPYRIGHTS 2013: ALL RIGHTS RESERVED : LESLIE PHILLIPS

"Let them go, Dante." I whip my head to see a small boy standing the clearing with blonde hair and a green cloak hanging from shoulders. He isn't very tall however he holds his stance well. He doesn't seem to be more than Cassandra's age. Maybe 12 at most. I abruptly turn my head back hearing the man holding a sword to my throat chuckling with a sinister grin. "Oh, poor boy, what are you go to do about it?" The yellow teeth gleam as he begins stalking towards the boy who does not look the least bit fazed. I look around at the other men who are following the leader. I pull Cassandra tighter to my back as I take small steps back. I keep my eye trained on the men but also fear for the naive boy. "Do you really want to test me Dante?" He asks raising a single eyebrow. For a minute the men stop their movements. I see their hesitation for fear... Fear of what? I take the moment to stick Cassandra behind a nearby tree. She crouches down while I pull my sword out from its place. "How do you know my name?" The scoundrel raises his sword challenging towards the boy before taking a final step towards him. Then the unexpected happens. The young boy chuckles so darkly. It sounded almost... demonic. All the men instinctively raise their swords. "Oh Dante, I didn't know your name... but you know someone dear to me." "Spit it out boy!" The once grinning man is now looking around frantically. I continue my eyes scanning the small boy. He looks directly me and gives me a small nod before saying one word that caused all hell to breaks loose. "Artemis." Artemis is not an ordinary girl. She grew up in the wilderness after being shunned due to unique abilities and her different physical attributes. Blessed with an ability that scared others, she roams the wild with only her guarded one. That is until she stumbles into a situation that brings her in front of a prince.

Not everyone is born strong, Some are soft like the cotton candy clouds, like the first rays before dawn. Some are unaware of the dark thoughts and the cruelty that exists. Like an enchanting pearl in an oyster..protected. There comes a day they realise that even the sweetest red roses have thorns and then they begin their journey from virtue to sin. And just like that they have to change. "He took my virginity, broke my heart... stomped on it like it was the easiest thing to do. What goes around comes around too because that's what I represent.... Karma." #BOOK 1 THE DARK WORLDS SERIES #CYBORG *No toxic relationship*

The door flung open into the dark room, lightening struck the dark sky shining a little light on the shirtless man that stood by the doorway. "Who's there" my shaky voice masked with fear asked. Paying a deaf ear to my question he walked deeper into the room towards my bed as my shaky hands drew the covers higher over my whimpering self, right up to my nose. "Khalil?" my voice sounded weird coming through the thick duvet, it felt awkward calling his name I mean am I even allowed to call him that? I was more scared now that I knew who it was. What was he doing in room? A loud thunder sound came as he sat beside me, a little too close. Does this man know he's shirtless and in my room at eleven p.m? "Have you chosen a surrogate?" his thick voice cut through the sound of raindrops and my train of thoughts. I slowly shook my head at him. "Relax"He raised his hand to my face which was still covered halfway and slowly dragged down the covers down to my abdomen revealing my bare arms in my spaghetti strap v neck nightwear. I scanned the room for my robe and found it hanging on the coat rack in the far end of my room, I would get up to get it but my nightgown didn't really qualify as a gown. I watched his eyes travel up my body landing on my chest, his Adams apple bobbed up. He shut his eyes and when he opened them, they landed on mine sending shivers down my spine... Hidaya Hassan Abdulqadir thought she lost it all when her parents and lover all died in a plane crash, she slowly tried to move on from then letting the almighty take control after a year of grieving. She is married off to electronic magnet, Khalil Nuhu DanMaliki who was her father's business partner in hopes of saving her fathers legacy. Follow them on their journey through marriage and see how their love unfolds even though true love can only be permanent in Jannah. All rights reserved®