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"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:)

(incomplete and under editing, save to your playlist for later) A Calm chaos. A Love that is bound to create chaos.. When she said, "I can rip my soul for you". She got "I can sew ours for you". _________________ How could Sophia Adams not love the man who was ready to turn the world upside down for her and on top of that, had looks for which she wanted to thank the God in person. Why won't Salah Romano be wary of those brown locks, hypnotizing hazel oceans and a voice that caused a commotion between the two main organs of his flaunting body. And when she was obviously causing a stirr in his world. _________________ Salah Romano, a man of honour and of course horror, because of his unsettling and way much demanding aura, wherever he went. Leading the strongest mafia in the world and next in line heir to the Italian royalty. But swayed by a girl, absolute danger to all he had. Sophia Adams, a girl that longed for nothing but a peaceful life, being uncertain of her past and future, not like she cared for it all. Just wanted to live in the present, trusted no one until her dignity was threatened. She was always cautious but still fell for the right one but at the wrong time. __________________ Join us in one heck of a rollercoaster ride and be wary of tingling sensations and a bunch of butterflies fluttering inside your J shaped organ. ******♥️ #1 in spiritual #6 in dangerous Covers by @HerParamour

The onset of a contagious mental disorder has been changing a lot of things. Is the government entirely honest? The ghouls stealing the dead bodies is insidious. Margo Fawn is unaffected by the new mystery disease. She always followed the rules, except she would do anything to save her friends. Due to an unexpected lapse in her routine, she is now trapped in a position to be friends with Verena Arevalo, who happens to belong to a monster race from her childhood bedtime story. Is Aiden falling for her arch-enemy? As Margo breaks the rules to find her missing friend Desiree, the world of Margo and her friends Electra, Irsia and Aiden is just set to an increasingly malicious rock. Started on 10/05/2021 Completed on 10/08/2021 ************************************************************************************************ ~🏆Winner of Best Dialogues in The Red Ruby Awards 2021 ~🏆Winner of Best Opening Chapter in Magical Mini Awards (2021) ~ 🥈Second place in Paranormal/Horror Genre in The Pink Diamond Awards (2021) ~ 🥈 Second place in Horror Genre in Luna Awards (2021) ~ 🏆 Winner of Horror Genre in The Meteorite Awards (2021) ~ 🥈 Second place in Fantasy Genre in Sunflower Awards ~ 🏆Winner of The Snowfall Awards ~ 🏆 Winner of Fiery Chapter Names in The Lava Awards ~ 🥉Third place in Horror Category of The Autumn Harvest Awards ~ 🎗️ Honorable mention for Best Ending Chapter in The Sunrise Awards ~Rankings~ #21 in paranormal romance out of 1.46k books (20/05/2021) #23 in highschool romance out of 2.1k books (20/05/2021) #20 in dark fantasy out of 4.05k books (20/05/2021) #8 in haunted house out of 1.24k books (20/05/2021) #53 in mental disorder out of 6.21k books (20/05/2021) #34 in high fantasy out of 3.82k books (20/05/2021) #3 in doggy out of 1.51k books (10/06/2021) #61 in horror-thriller out of 14.1k books (10/06/2021) #83 in first book out of 5.03k books (10/06/2021) #112 in dystopia out of 32.3k books (16/06/2021)

"So, you think I'm pretty," I stated with a smirk. He froze for a second, processing what I'd said and what he had said. He hid his shocked expression rather quickly- although it wasn't much of an expression. It was just a slight change in his stoic face. "Let's not be silly. That was not what I meant to say, and you know it." ➵➵➵ Wyetta Zora was not like other honourable ladies. She was self-reliant, and a terrific archer. Being the only child of the Zora household, she was free to learn how to protect herself in the brutal world. One day a messenger arrived at their doorstep, carrying an invitation to the prince's birthday ball with him. At the ball, she felt so incongruous, until she met the unpleasant villager, who was also the prince's companion. After getting into a feud with him, Lady Wyetta took off to the woods, only to come across a corpse that identifies as the villager. Soon, she realized she was set up when death threats, vicious letters, and imputations started heading her way. At the same time, she begins to uncover dark truths that was better hidden. Then, there was Prince Zyron, still believing that she was the murderer of his best companion. How would she handle it, when she was still recovering from the death of her best friend? Warning : Deaths, blood, suicide, blackmail, violence, etc.

As we fall into the pit of darkness, trust me, hold me tight, Hold on to the wisp of hope, let me give you light. ------------------------------------- Fear. Fear defined Abeer Irfan's life. Every night, it engulfed her and she drowned into the endless horrors of her past. Every night, she lost a part of her to the evil. Every night, it got worse and worse to the point of no return. You see, she wasn't alive; she was just breathing. On one special night, she opened a door, a door hidden in the maze of her horrors. It was on that special night, that she met him. He wasn't a knight in shining armor. He wasn't a superhero. He was a light. He was the guy with impossible green eyes. *************************************** "You didn't see anything before. This is what you have seen. This!" My heart is beating frantically hard against my ribs like a bird trying to break out of its cage. Allah... "That is how easy you are to crumble. I'll set you straight, angel. I am done with people like you. I am done with being played with. It's about time you learn a lesson. I am about to make your life hell." The words I am sorry are lodged in my throat, but I don't want to beg him. I am done begging people for mercy. "That's more like it." "You cannot make me feel any worse than I already do," I state what I think all the time. "Challenge accepted." *************************************** {Extended synopsis inside} Highest Rank Spiritual #1 (12th-13th & 18th June 2016) COMPLETED Trigger warning- Contains violence/depressing thoughts/ suic dal ideation ******** Praise for Trust Me: Beautiful. So fluent. Ma Sha Allah ~ @sabagul28 Very interesting start ~ @hayatkhan07 This story is just so good. Flawless plot. You've got magical words~ @pearlOf-desert This is gold~ @booksandhalwa You are a very talented author and your work speaks volume ~ @143maryam

Located in Australia, on the coastal shores of the sunshine state Queensland, is an magic school known as Westport Academy. Above surface it works as an defense against the growing darkness of the world, heroes rising up to protect the planet. But what lies below, is nothing short of nightmares. An ancient undercity where students and teachers alike go missing. What hides beneath the surface?

"If you didn't love me in the first place then you shouldn't have married me." She said, her heart sinking knowing that she didn't have a place in his heart. "Do you think I wanted to?" He spoke, turning his face to the side looking at her over his shoulder. "If it wouldn't have been for Zain then I wouldn't have ever!." He stated. She didn't knew how she could muster up so much courage to stride towards him and turn him by holding his hands as she made him face her. Standing on her tiptoes she was a bit his level as she caught hold of his collars. "Tell me you're lying. Tell me that it wasn't just for Zain. Tell me you're doing this because you're angry with me. Tell me that's it's all a lie!" She exclaimed at the end, her tears rolling down her cheeks freely. He looked at her for a second before he caught her hands which were on his collar and removed them, and holding her wrist, he turned it behind her back as he fiercely pulled her closer to him, his eyes staring deep into her. "Even if I am, you have lost the right to ask me that." He stated coldly. "Why!" She exclaimed. "Why did you behave so sweet with me all this time, when you had already planned to end this relation. Why did you filled this void life of mine with happiness and joy. You should have just let me be!" Her eyes held the anger and pain which her heart was feeling. "Just to let you know how it feels to be betrayed." With that said, he let go of her and moved back. *** The only things that mattered in Shumail Ibrahim's life were his friends and his work. His life was pretty normal until she entered his life. He met her suddenly just like that and with just a single look he had fallen for her deeply. Everything seemed magical and to anyone who saw them happy together seemed it was destiny that brought them together. But was it really destiny that played it's game or the mastermind was actually someone else?? Find out in Dear Shumail...Please try to forgive me.

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When aspiring writer Nella has a wild night, her hook-up with the sexy and tattooed Baz turns into a wild goose chase when she realizes she lent her only handwritten copy of her first novel to him - and it's gone missing. ****** Grad student Nella has always been overly cautious, but after meeting the charismatic tattoo artist Baz, she can't resist hopping into bed with him for a night of passion. The next morning, she's shocked to remember she loaned him the manuscript of her first novel, forcing them to reconnect so she can get it back. There's just one problem: Baz tells her the manuscript has gone missing. Forced to team up with Baz to investigate who took it, she soon finds herself catching feels instead of culprits. Can Nella trust the mysterious Baz, who remains guarded about his past? Will they be able to recover what was lost, and turn their tension into something more? Or is she living in a fantasy just as magical as her manuscript? 2021 Wattys Winner--Romance Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content and themes of alcohol abuse and emotionally manipulative relationships.