"Bhai stop it what are you doing? She's your wife" Mukti yelled at me. "But I don't want her, I never did neither I expected this to happen" I growled smashing my fist against the door. She held my hand, worriedly. "Please bhai don't do this, stop this, she's carrying your child in her womb and right now she needs you, she is pregnant try to underst..." She couldn't complete her sentence because I didn't let her. "I don't care and I don't want it, this marriage is unwanted even the child is unwanted, I don't want her child" her heart might have sank in her shoes after seeing my blood shot eyes. I was shaking with fury, hatred poured out from my eyes. I hates her and my own unborn child. I hate this unwanted marriage and every moment I spend with my wife in past. I regret it all. I regret the night I spent with her, our moments of love which led me to this and I hate it all. "It is your baby too." She gently placed her hand on my shoulder, trying to make me understand the whole situation and maybe praying that I would understand but I jerked her hand away. "How could you be so sure about it, she loved someone else before me before this marriage what if the child is not even mine" she was furious now, I stroke the wrong chord she had for her friend Nandini. "You can't say this, I know her she is my friend and your legally wedded wife" she knew that I was angry but how could I just abuse my wife. The woman who was bearing my child in her womb. I sighed, regretting the choice of his words. I know it's my child. I don't need another proof even after everything I still have some trust left on her. Story is the edited version of my other story it is an Indian story

Nawal has her life all perfectly planned out. Which involve living her ordinary life peacefully with her parents and sister. Designing clothe which she loves the most while waiting for the day to finally graduate from university and most importantly, patiently waiting for the day her long time crush Adam will notice her. Then she knows is all going to be unicorn and sparkles as he will swift her off her feet. They will get married, have kids of their own and live happily ever after. But then an unexpected encounter with a certain handsome jerk in the bakery made all her plans come crashing down in front of her. Fahad had known all along for his alleged wedding since he was 15 but still each day and night he prayed and hoped that one day his Father will tell him is all a show just so that he can protect him from the palace deception, especially the people that will give everything in them to have their blood sitted on the throne. His nightmare finally comes to an end when he met the annoying, arrogant Nawal whom Umma Magajiya manage to stick right by his side just irritated the crap out of him.

When young Haseenah was orphaned at the tender age of 7, she was sent to live with her uncle &wife who had only one child Aslam... ******* Young Aslam a natural coldblooded male with no feelings for anybody whatsoever except his parents whom he can sacrifice anything for...when haseenah comes into his life, will he be able to resist the beautiful woman she's turning to?.

***Please note that this book has been taken down because it has been published and you can see only the sample chapters *** You can purchase the revised and new version of the book on Amazon and on other online retailer websites. The link is in my bio. ---------------------------------------- 'This is my house; I can do whatever I want' His arrogance had no limits. 'You are right, but this is my house too. That means I can do whatever I want to do and you can't stop me' I glared at him. 'That's it' Instantly he walked around the table and grabbed my hand. 'Why do you keep grabbing my hand like that? Let me go!' Why was he so annoying? 'You need to shut up right now' Before I could protest, he lifted me up in a bridal style and took me to his room. ---------------------------------------- This story should have been about Mariam and Ayaan. Mariam was my sister and Ayaan was her husband. Both were madly in love with each other. Then that terrible accident happened and Mariam died. Leaving me behind with Ayaan and their two-month-old son to look after and just like that, I became a part of their life. Uninvited and unwanted.

"Eyes on me little one..." he hissed as he scanned her terror-stricken face. "Please don't do this to me.... I beg you!" she screamed as his fingers tightened around her throat. He was a celebrity with an inflated ego. He was arrogant, selfish and charming. He never compromised for anything in life. He believed that he could get whatever he wanted till he met her. She was an abused, naive and soft hearted person. She feared to trust people around her. Her only motivation to live, was her determination to reach her dreams! What happens when a celebrity enters her life and causes destruction to her already-broken life? [Private Story with Mature Content]

(Unwanted series#1) Ever heard of any unwanted person? Ever? Aziya was also one of them, an unwanted. No one wanted her. She was an unwanted daughter, unwanted sister and an unwanted forced wife. Her life was full of problems and bumpy paths. Ever heard of cold hearted man? Ever? Murat was also one of them. A cold hearted man. Never showed his emotions. Want nothing but to destroy the life of his unwanted forced wife. He was forced to marry Aziya. He hated her with the bottom of his heart. Put your seatbelt tightly and grab a big bowl of popcorns. --- Most impressive ranking: Muslim#1 on 8/8/2018 Loved#1 on 12/8/2018 Alhamdulillah again #1 in what's hot list for the nth time. •~•~• Status~ Started:11/7/2018 Completed:12/8/2018

Meet lakshmi A 19 year sharp tongued lazy medical student who tries to run away from her marriage set up by her parents within 3 days.... What happens when all her plans fail and she ends up being married to a cold arrogant CEO who is 10 years older than her?! What will happen when she has to face the harrasments, cruelty and schemes of the world to which she wasn't exposed before? What happens when they are caused by people close to her? Will she be able to overcome the hurdles and stand strong? Or will she fall apart? Will her life be a path filled with rose petals or its thorns to make her bleed? Read the story of a young girl tied in a sacred bond with a Dark Devil.... ⚠️Content warning : consists of physical and mental abuse, violence and mature content 18+.🔞 ⚠ PLAGIARISM OF THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED AND SERIOUS ACTION WOULD BE TAKEN HENCEFORTH.

This book is not a stand alone, you need to read the previous book he was MINE ,to understand this book.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

**Part of Preloved Series- Can be read as a stand-alone** You don't have to read Preloved in order to read this book. You can read this story on its own but my personal advice would be to read Preloved first if you haven't already, but it's completely up to you guys! ---------------------------- Hamza and Ayat had been living two different and wholly disconnected lives. They are not easy, they are not simple, and they most definitely don't agree on most things...then why are their paths colliding? Can two broken souls be woven together in love that is both pure and real? And if so, how far can you go for the one you love? ---------------------------- 'You hate me?' He gripped my wrist harder. 'You are hurting me Mr.Hamza...' I swallowed back my resentment. His grip loosened around my wrist, but he didn't let me go completely. There were so many emotions twirling in my chest that I felt like my heart was going to explode. 'And you are hurting me, do you think that I planned to fall in...' He let go of me and looked away. I needed to get away from him, I turned around to go back to my room, but he grabbed my hand again and made me look at him. 'I am sorry' He said out of despair, his eyes darted all over my face waiting for my reply. He looked so vulnerable as opposed to a second ago when his eyes were full of rage. I couldn't move.