Aaidah:
Next morning I woke up by Aaran's screaming my name. I opened my eyes and sat down on the bed, rubbing my eyes. Aaran is standing in front of me glaring at me. I looked at him confused not understanding why he is being like this. “Why was I on top of you?” Then the realization hit me. Everything that happened last night was flashing in front of my eyes.
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Book 3 of "His" Series One rainy night that changed his life. The night when he realized what love is. The night when he became crazy for her. The night which made him crave for her. Now he will cross every limit to get her. "You are a villain!" "Yes, I'm a villain but only for you. Remember that I'm your villain. No other man even have the right to be your villain except me." _________________________________ Though this is a love story of two muslim lovers still there will be mention of violence, other dark things which some readers might not like so read at your own risk❗ I don't hate Islam nor any other religion. This is only a story which has nothing to do with any religion!
Book 1 of "His" Series Zaria have a stalker or maybe two? She always feels like two different person message her which makes her wonder if she is being stalked by one person or two person. Sometimes she feels like someone is just putting a prank on her just to make her feel scared. The only thing that is bothering her is that are these people really stalking her or they are just playing with her mind? "Because you're the one who heals every poisonous things inside me." "She is like a beautiful painting and she is my most favourite painting to look at." _________________________________ Though this is a love story of two muslim lovers still there will be mention of violence and other things which you may not like so read at your own risk❗ I don't hate Islam nor any other religion. This is only a story which has nothing to do with any religion!
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