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NOW AVAILABLE IN AMAZON KINDLE APP. CHECK THE LINK MENTIONED IN THE BIO :) ALSO AVAILABLE IN SCROLLSTACK. CHECK THE LINK MENTIONED IN BIO Ranked #3 in muslim love story ❤❤ #9 in General fiction on 20/04/2017 #12 in General fiction on 02/02/2017 __________ Khayyum and Sheeba can't stand next to each other. They hated each other so much that they use to avoid family gatherings just to don't come across each other faces. What will happen when the elders decided them to get married??? How could they both fall in love when they both can't stand each other's company. What will happen when they both got married to each other???? A Muslim wonderful romance love story. Not going totally spiritual. Don't mind guys. To know more about them or the story, all you have to do is... Add the story to your reading list and I hope that you all enjoy reading it. Plz do vote and comment :)

What was it that was between us? Was it attraction? Was it a complication? Or was it just a fallacy?

//ar·ranged mar·riage\\ He hurts me in every way possible, but I stay... Because I love him Completed

She was simple He was trough You can give me advice I will not mind can send me cover of books you can feel free to ask anything from me

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

A bridesmaid must remind the bride why she's getting married.

Amanda Jones and Christian Matthews, the two best friends that everyone thought was a couple. The were the closest pair of friends you would ever meet. They did everything together. They were two peas in a pod, inseperable. Until that was all thrown away when a misundersranding occured causing them to part ways. Now in their Senior year, Christian finds out something about Amanda that he failed to learn. When an accident happens, it draws them back together to rekindle their friendship. But could it be something more than just friendship? Find out in "Loving My Best friend" ********************* I swear the story is way better than this stupid description. I'm really sorry, I'm not that good with descriptions. Leave comments and express your opinions. This book was previously called 'Lucky'.

He pinned me to the wall, putting both of my arms over my head. At this point, the both of us were just staring intensely at each other. He then whispered something that made chills run up my spine. "You're mine, my precious Angel. Mine and only mine. If anyone else claims you as their's, they will be hurt right that instant. Got it?" he whispered huskily. I looked away from his gaze, and spoke. "Too bad I'm already taken, Mr. Blackwell." I said, then left his office. AUTHOR'S NOTE: WARNING: strong language will be present in this story. All images and songs used in this story were found in the internet they do not belong to me they belong to their respective owners.