OHANA MEANS FAMILY
  • Reads 1,198
  • Votes 77
  • Parts 7
  • Time 44m
  • Reads 1,198
  • Votes 77
  • Parts 7
  • Time 44m
Ongoing, First published Jan 08, 2016
I sat on the kitchen stool as sultan crept behind me leaning and engulfing me into his arms. I leaned in and smiled. 
"have I told you how beautiful you look today?"I nodded and smiled "well here is me saying it again. Thank you so much for tonight manny, couldn't have asked for  a better birthday or wife. our little princess will be with us when we celebrate your birthday and my next in sha Allah" he said taking his right palm to my tummy.
All you need to know is that this write-up is family oriented (obvs) with a little bit of romance ;). It is about a woman whose point of view I'm writing from. I will try as much as possible to make it not cliche, a different ride with me :p. I really hope you enjoy it. 
This is my first time doing something of this nature and I'd appreciate your comments and constructive criticism, expect mistakes (pardon me).  This is purely a fiction with no connection whatsoever to anyone or any incidence.
Thank you for reading my story
You be the judge of it
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add OHANA MEANS FAMILY to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
Bride of Sultan ~ The Bleeding Rose by magicallovely
69 parts Complete Mature
That 'yes' could mean my death, torture, hate, disrespect, rape or anything more heartless and brutal. But, keeping my head high I said 'I am ready!" He was the king of Arab, living miles away and had an evil plan against my Empire proposed for the marriage in front of Royal court with me but little did he know was nothing I had on my mind. I agreed for the wedding and his face fell. I could clearly see the anger and hate he had for me as he expected a straight denial. But, I couldn't deny. I had to accept it for the sake of my empire and my family didn't know anything about the conspiracy. I didn't know what he had for me but I somehow made myself ready for everything he had to give and never let him succeed in whatever he was thinking. But, my world turned upside down when I reached his Empire. I couldn't believe he had such plans. This is the Journey of Princess Gulaab as she accepted the proposal of a Twisted Sultan about whom she knows nothing. All she knew was he was planning a vast conspiracy against her Empire and she was the only one who could ruin his plan to ashes. She didn't think twice of herself, she didn't think twice about how she would be treated far away from her Empire. All she cared was only well for her Empire and she could literally do anything for her Brother and her Empire. Mature Content!!! The book contains mentions of suicidal attempts and depression. Which might be triggering for some readers. ©Copyright2021
Sultan:Her Wanted Husband (18+)✓ by Miss_Scribbles111
13 parts Ongoing Mature
It is the demon's gravitational law to fall for the angel....... His eyes scanned her face. Her lips wet and pursed, her eyes watery, and her hair in a messy bun. She looked tempting even in that manner. He suddenly had flashbacks of their agreement, and a devious smile spread across his face. He pulled her closer, which startled her. She felt his cold hands caging her waist as she looked at him with nervous eyes. He was eying her like a piece of meat, which made her feel scared. She was feverish, and his carnal desires were regular and repetitive whenever he found her alone. She was growing sick in this manner. "What...what are you.?" "You don't know? Did you forget what we agreed on that day?" His voice was intimidating yet cocooned with lust. He bit her cheek, making her wince in pain before his tongue stuck out, wiping it. Well, if you forgot, I will make you remember what exactly we dealt for." His hands took off the pin of her saree, but she pushed him away, looking terrified. But his hand had already grasped the end of her palm. She shuddered at the complete blackness in his eyes. Trying to free it from his grip as he rolled his hand, pulling closer. She sobbed, trying to hold it tightly to her chest against his pull enough to rip it like nothing. "Not today, please. Not now. I am really not well." "Why should I care? He was stoic when he said that. "You agreed to do whenever I wanted to." With a thud, she crushed into his chest. Her eyes widening in fear and uncertainty as he traced his hand down her face. Her eyes were closing tightly. She whimpered, but Sultan was lost in admiring her beauty. His eyes were hot and longing. His fingers traced her lips as she cringed. He forced her to look at him. Her eyes saw him leaning closer, and she started to move violently."No, please..." manipulation ×obsession×sacrifice×gore contains no consensual intimacy. Heavy smut,dark romance,and stuffs. Read at your own risk.
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Mistress cover
Bride of Sultan ~ The Bleeding Rose cover
Khawabon ki Duniya (World of Dreams)📖 cover
Striving Muslimah cover
नूर-ए-क़मर cover
Wedding diary (Complete) cover
Our Hidden Secrets (Completed) cover
One And A Quarter Year Agreement (a muslim love story) #Wattys2016 cover
The billionaire series: A Billionaires Reputation cover
Sultan:Her Wanted Husband (18+)✓ cover

Mistress

11 parts Complete Mature

" I am pregnant," I said timidly caressing my flat belly hoping that he will be happy hearing the news. After all, he is going to be a father. He said chewing the food," Abort it." He said it so usually like it's the obvious thing to say at this situation. My eyes get watered immediately. I said crying," It's my first baby. I want to give birth to this baby." "I have told my decision already. You can never have my baby," He said finishing his food. " Why can't I have it? please, let me have it, I replied tightening my hold on my belly. He said banging his palm on the table," You will not listen like that." Saying that he dragged me towards the staircase and said creepily almost pushing me on the stairs," Just one push and the result will be same. Mistresses are for pleasure not for bearing children. So, don't forget your place." Meher, an 18 year old teenager wanted nothing but a happy family. But, her life turned upside down when she became an wealthy man's mistress. Why did she agree to be an wealthy man's mistress? Is it money or something else? Warning - Mature content. ***Plagiarism is strictly prohibited. Create your own work. Don't copy other's hard work." Copyright © 2020 by Artemisia ( The whole story is available on Booknet, Goodnovel & Hinovel)