Whenever the kingdom of Misrah was mentioned, the name Marliyyah came to mind. Born the only child to the Sultan of Misrah,Imran El- Assad and his queen Noorah, she was loved immensely.But fate dealt a heavy blow to the inseparable family when the queen Noorah, suddenly vanishes without a trace and leaves the Sultan heart broken. He falls into a long sleep mysterious to healers from far and near. Marliyyah now a fully grown woman steps into the shoes of her father to protect her people and forever closes the doors to her heart. Orphaned and having to ascend the throne of his predecessors at a young age is the Sultan of Heman, Nawfal Al-fateh. Being a close ally of Misrah, he learns of the impending doom that threatens to befall the kingdom from the feared Kingdom of the Boas.Nawfal must do the needful, a marital alliance to protect his long time ally and show loyalty. Will Marliyyah concede to this alliance? Will Nawfal be able to tame the warrior's heart?

WINNER OF READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 (Historical Fiction) Stone hearts. Silver to gold. And the fierce need to prove oneself. [THIS STORY IS PENDING MAJOR EDITS TO CHARACTERS AND PLOTS]. Sequel: Silver Skies Highest ranks: #1 in Arabia || #3 in History || #51 in Assassin || #90 in Spiritual

Boek 2 in de Fëawen Series. 'Ik wil niet dat wie dan ook ons stoort, begrepen?' zei hij streng tegen de elfen voor ons. 'Begrepen?' zei hij harder tegen de elf die eerder tegen hem sprak. De elf in uitrusting en de anderen keken nieuwsgierig naar mij maar knikte eerbiedig naar Maeron. Voordat ik het wist trok hij me mee door de zaal en raakte ik al snel de weg kwijt. Ik kon niet eens even de boel fatsoenlijk verkennen. 'Maeron! Ik wil het kasteel bekijken!' zei ik fel. 'Wat doe je?!' en ik wilde me los trekken. Nadat de Drie zich terugtrok, zijn de elfen weer terug naar huis gegaan. Het was één groot avontuur voor Lily en haar vrienden, alleen niet elk avontuur eindigt goed en dat heeft ze gemerkt. Door met Maeron mee te gaan laat ze haar oude leven achter om een nieuw leven te beginnen. Eentje die totaal anders is. Eentje waarin ze de vrouw is van de koning, oftewel, de koningin. De vraag alleen is, is ze daar wel klaar voor? En een andere niet al te onbelangrijke vraag is, vinden ze die heks nog? Boek 2 in de Fëawen Series. Poorten moet eerst gelezen worden voordat er met dit verhaal begonnen kan worden.

✵ featured ~ ❝Once upon a time in Baghdad, a common girl teaches the Khalifa of the kingdom why a king needs a queen.❞ ✵ Started: June 5, 2021. Completed: March 30, 2022. ✵ cover by @xniftykayx featured on wattpad historical fiction, undiscovered, and dangerous love profiles. Highest ranking #1 in historical fiction.

This book is a sequel to Khalifa and cannot be read as a standalone. To avoid spoilers, description and excerpt are added inside the book. ✵ Started: May 2, 2022. Completed: December 3, 2022. ✵ cover by @xniftykayx

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.

COMPLETE BUT NOT EDITED AT ALL! Glimpse Of Mine I am Zahra Arif . Usman Arif's daughter. If you don't know who he is, he is the Arif Company And Corps also known as ACAC owner. A very famous business man in Los Angles, California. My mom is, Hijab Arif, a great woman to know. Now that you know who my little family is, that is all. I'm the only child of the Arif's. I'm 22yrs old and in my 4th year of college at Hanfeild College. Now about my life, you may think that I'm the luckiest woman alive just because I'm the one and only child of Mr.Arif, but my being a woman was the most unluckiest thing ever. You might think I'm crazy of saying that, but you don't know why. And that's not all, she gets married to her fathers best friends son. Not that much of a deal right? But when Iyfaaz, her husband has other plans. Plans to ruin her already difficult life. Will he Ruin her? Fall for her? Or Ruin her and fall in love when it's too late? #4 spiritual

"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!

| THIS STORY IS BEING EDITED. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK PLEASE | Arshad Khan was one of the richest bachelors of Dubai who had no intention of stepping down from the bachelorhood any time soon. But of course, when matchmaking mothers are involved, anything can happen. Right? So when he steps into India for a family gathering, things just take a different turn. Meeting her was coincidental but loving her, it was a choice. Little did he know that even the purest of love, comes with consequences. And this billionaire, well he sure was in love. © scopian_16 2014

Hij lacht. Hij pakt me bij mijn heupen vast en komt nog dichterbij me staan. 'Sluit me niet buiten, schoonheid.' Fluistert hij in mijn oor. Ik voel zijn warme adem in mijn nek en zijn vingers glijden naar mijn rug. Ik krijg er rillingen van. Nog steeds zeg ik niets. 'Schoonheid.'