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Book 1 of Ishq Series.|| Highest ranking: #1 in Cousins on 30 Aug 2020|||| Highest ranking: #1 in spiritual on 23 March 2021||||Highest ranking: # 1 in happiness on 3 September 2021|||| 1st place winner in Indian Legion Awards Phase 3||His grief is long whose hope is short.Hooriya Rehman. A beautiful creation of Allah. She was happy go lucky girl. Great flexibility, willingness and a positive attitude with great communication skills was the key for her to become an event manager. Dig in to see how HOPE OF LOVE made her life upside down in just one night.Zaydan Jahangir. The handsome creation of Allah. He is the first child of Jahangir household. He has the powerfull aura around him which makes everyone intimated by him. All the girls are crazy for his looks but only one girl looked at his heart.Stay tuned to see how only one night took Zaydan Jahangir to break his own rule of never mingling with girls and having HOPE OF LOVE after crushing an innocent heart.They hope. Hope from Allah, to unite their love after series of hardship.Join me in hope that both HOPES colloid with each other and be a reality.Total no. Of chapters : 30Bonus Chapters : 3 (4th coming soon)First Chapter : 16 August 2020Epilogue : 13 November 2020Highest ranking:#1 in cousins from 2.29K stories#42 in sad from 306K stories#1 in happiness from 53.8 K storiesTHIS BOOK'S CHARACTERS BELONGS TO ISLAM. ISLAM IS A PERFECT RELIGION. ITS FOLLOWERS AREN'T.ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS BOOK SHOULD NOT BE PUBLISHED NOR TRANSLATED IN ANY OTHER FORM. IF YOU SEE ANY OF MY WORK ANYWHERE ELSE BEING COPIED, PLEASE REPORT. THE BOOKS/CHARACTERS NAMES OR ANY SCENE IF FOUND SIMILAR SOMEWHERE ELSE IS TOTALLY A CO-INCIDENT. THIS IS MY ORIGINAL WORK.

[A Mirror's Monologue]...Weiss Schnee...A very... Contradicting person.She was called by many names, ice queen, princess, snow angel and even snowflake.Many are fond of her for herself while others only see her for the Schnee name.A heiress, a singer, a student, a huntress, a friend and a family. Many viewed her as such.Although... from my observations... I'd say she's a denialist. Especially so, to herself.Being a singer was one of the ways to boost her families standing despite it also being her ways of coping with her insecurities. Becoming the heiress was what she had expected to be but still act like it doesn't matter much as she tends to ignores the liability at times.She said that her family at home doesn't care for her... Really Weiss?Said she wanted to be a huntress...but then again...why?"to uphold the Schnee name" Or something like that? Even though She could've just takeover the SDC for herself and prove to the people and the faunus that she is better?Heck, doing so just might change the White Fangs view of her, and her family...Hm. Her ideology sure change a lot but there's still more questions than answers.Why is it that she still didn't gain any improvement in her abilities? She even went through the trouble of coating her Father for it.Is she doing it on purpose? Does she still dwells in the past? Distracted? Possibly, or maybe...*Sigh*I guess it's what it is even though it agitates me. If this keeps up, she'll just hurts herself even more.Albeit all that,this mirror will keep watch over you, Weiss. So if a mishap occurs, don't blame me for our doings._______________..."Can a mirror lie?"..."......"..."Mirrors by itself does not lie, although... It can mislead you.""Precisely."______________This is a fanfiction of RWBY which animated series was made by Monyreak "Monty" OumLink where the wallpapers from: https://www.bhmpics.com/rwby-weiss-wallpaper.html

"The Riley twins were born in the spring of 1797 during a ferocious storm that battered the Salisbury Plain for three days together. Isabel entered the world with a flash of lightning, her shrieking drowned out by a grand clap of thunder. Thirteen minutes later the storm abated, clouds parted, and Miranda was handed to her father, blinking in rays of sun that poured through the window."Isabel loves the comfort of home and the company of her family and few close friends. She doesn't care for the drama of the season or dream of gothic adventures as her sister does. She is wild and carefree in her own right, mischievous if need be, and the fun she has with her sister and closest friend is enough to satisfy her fancies. If only life took pleasure in forcing adventure on those who wished for it, instead of those who did not.Miranda is a playful romantic, she looks forward to her first season with a desperation which rivals that of a starving man on his way to a feast. She can't wait to dress in beautiful gowns and dance the nights away with the height of the Ton. More than anything, she dreams of finding her prince charming and falling in love; but love is a game, and some play it far too well.What readers are saying: "What a wonderful read!! Your writing style is so delightful and immersed me in the time period :) I also enjoyed the romance and the characters you developed! Thank you for sharing your work :))" - @Purplejeans"Absolutely beautiful story. Great content, descriptive, enthralling, and such romance. Very well done to you. Hope to read many more of your works👌🏼🙌🏼" - @JeanetteSim4"This has to become a movie!! I need to watch this!!!" - Anonymous

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Oliver Queen returns from purgatory with Jayden Lance to retake their city and avenge. Unknown to them the city has changed as well. It's been 5 years of solitude and thriving to survive on the island. Now it's time to take it back and reclaim what's theirs.

Nastya's hands trembled as she poured Nikolai a shot of vodka. He sat at the kitchen table, his eyes fixed on her with an unnerving intensity. She tried to avoid his gaze, but it was like he could see right through her."Come here, Nastya," he said, his voice low and husky.She hesitated, but her legs moved of their own accord. Nikolai's fingers wrapped around her wrist like a vice, pulling her onto his lap."You're mine, Nastya," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Forever."Nastya's heart raced as Nikolai's grip tightened. She knew better than to struggle. She was trapped in this toxic dance, and Nikolai held all the strings.

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