Novel & Cerita After Worlds Collide Book

Everyone has a right to smile, love, and find happiness, but that wasn't the case for Hayat Ali. She is a 25-year-old Muslim girl who works as a school teacher. She lives with her loving father, evil stepmother and stepsister. Many will say that there's no such thing as an evil stepmother or even a stepsister but this is because they have read Cinderella or even read this book. Ever since she could remember her stepmother Maryam, hated her because of the love that she got from her father. She and her daughter always try to make life miserable for Hayat when her father isn't at home. All that changed when a young man saw how she treated his son with the kindness and love that he wanted for his son. Aayan Muhsin is a 30-year-old father and widower who is a millionaire. Aayan hasn't believed in God ever since he lost his wife due to cancer four years after his son Azaan was born. He raised his son with the help of his parents. When he lost his wife, he lost everything that he held dear to his heart except his son. Azaan. All that changed when he saw her with his son. Aayan knew that his son needed a mother's love and that he would need her guidance. So when his father told him about her. He accepted it for his son's sake. But what he didn't know was the fact that she would change their lives for the better or maybe for the worse. Trials will make them question their love and loyalty to each other. People would want to keep them apart, will they succeed, or will their love for each other be stronger than any trial that will come their way?

Janet Sanders is at the top of her game and as a result, business has never been better, even with a new killer in town. After all, since her twin brother's murder at the hands of a deranged serial killer, not much can hurt or surprise you. That is, until she finds out that her father, Dan Sanders, may have been the culprit all along. Therefore Janet, now shrouded with an ironclad will, decided to do what she knows she can do best, dedicating all of her time to two things: her ever profitable career as an escort, and making sure that Dan Sanders is sent to the deepest pit in hell, even if it means she has to hand-deliver him to the devil herself. Now that the handsome Antonio has made his way back into her life with the hopes of capturing who the media has dubbed as "The Strangler" along with Janet's heart, she's dead set on sending him packing once and for all as she has seen firsthand the steep price of "love" for the Sanders family

My husband, Matthew Lorenzo, dies unexpectedly. Soon after, my in-laws come to me with an outrageous suggestion. "Why not let Matthew’s twin brother take you in and look after you? After all, your child needs a father." My sister-in-law, Felicia Dare, furiously calls me a shameless woman. I turn to look at Matthew's brother, Michael Lorenzo. It's like staring at Matthew's face all over again. The grief hits me hard. Just as I'm about to talk my in-laws out of this ridiculous idea, I overhear a conversation behind the door between them and "Michael". "Michael was the one who died. Why did you lie and let everyone think it was you?" Matthew sighs. "The one I love is Felicia. Faking my death was the only way I could be with her openly. And as for this nonsense about taking Luna in and looking after her—drop it. "As for Luna, I gave her a child and a respectable marriage. I don't owe her anything." I turn around and see my daughter standing there with her eyes red. She asks, "Mommy, does Daddy not want us anymore?" I kneel down, gather her into my arms, and hold back the ache in my chest. "Sweetheart, your uncle just wants to protect the person he loves. We shouldn't disturb him; it's time we start our new life."

"I am not used to losing. Never had," he uttered, glaring at her reddish face that was wet with tears. "But, if by any slight mistake, someone dared to even touch a single hair on your head without my permission, I would lose." His intense gaze became deep. "And when I lose," moving closer until she was just a breath away from him, he ended, "my loss is another's invitation of death." Her eyes got bigger and wider. "I will burn this very fucking city down if I have to." She backed herself feeling totally empty to think of anything. In the middle of everything happening, her wound was torn open. The same wound which was caused by him only a week ago. "And I mean every word I say." His warmth-radiating fingers on her jaws burnt her skin. WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

Hunter Vaugh, very known in the circuit of clandestine fights as The Sickle, was suspended form UFC for being a very unstable fighter and not being able to restrain his anger out of the rings. He is back to Portland and now dedicates himself to his bar, but he can’t adapt to this slow life. He’s a man who likes the sound of his Harley Davidson and to ride the curves of beautiful women. But behind that bad boy mask, all he desires is to have a woman that’s only his who will accept the beast that lives in him. Margareth Hanks is a veterinarian who just arrived in town, by a blow from destiny she sees herself face to face with Hunter turned into a wolf… He tasted Maggie’s soft skin, seduced by the her tempting scent, now Hunter is obsessed with this woman, he needs to have her at all cost.

When Seth Gibson told me his legs were crippled and that only snowmelt from a mountain's peak could cure him, I did not hesitate. I scaled the mountainside, climbing over 15,000 feet just to get some snow for him. When I staggered back, bruised and scratched, cradling the snow outside the hospital room, I overheard cruel voices down the corridor. "Seth, today's the deadline. Nevaeh still isn't back. Could she have died up there?" "I heard that the mountain's pretty high. She might have gotten altitude sickness. What a shame! She's already risked herself for Seth ninety-nine times. This was supposed to be the last time before the game ended." "Serves her right! She used to bully Janice, Seth's childhood friend, didn't she?" I saw Seth through the crack in the door. He was standing at the window, his legs perfectly intact, and his expression ice-cold. "Enough," he said flatly. "If she dies, the game ends." I froze in disbelief until it finally sank in. Seth had been pretending all along. A laugh nearly escaped me. What a relief! I could finally get rid of this weight on my shoulders. I pulled out my phone and called his uncle. "I'll marry you," I said.

In the third year of chasing the famously untouchable Hayden Lane, I still hadn't managed to marry him. The Lane family had an old rule. Any woman who wanted to marry into the family had to personally draw a fortune stick and receive a supreme blessing. I tried ninety-nine times. Every single time, the result was the worst possible omen. Before my hundredth draw, I personally saw Hayden replacing every fortune stick inside the cylinder. "No matter how many times she tries, she can only draw the worst omen." At that moment, I finally understood that he truly didn't love me. But that was fine. I didn't want to marry him anymore either. I tossed the fortune cylinder aside and turned away. Then I called my parents. "I accept the marriage alliance with the York family."

“Don't test my patience. I have been very calm with you.”  “I don't want anything from you. Leave me!” Tears stung in the corner of her eyes as she endured the pain he was inflicting on her. “Nothing! I want nothing from you!”  “It is not up to you now. Is it?” “It is!” “Then you know nothing. Let me remind you of something,” he eyed her coldly. “I cannot let you flee because you don't want to stay here. I have made a promise to keep you and your brother safe. And I will.” She reared back. “No matter if you want it or not,” he was purely vicious with the words he was using. “I might scare you but they are very much formidable, vicious and willing to do to avenge whatever it takes,” he gestured to her trembling figure through his roaming eyes, “with that.”  “Never,” she shook her head. “I am not scared of your words. You are just trying to scare me with your words to make me listen to you!”  “Oh?” leaning forward, he almost shouted in her face, “I am not just trying to scare you. No. I am speaking the truth that you are willing enough to neglect!”  She shook her head violently, her thoughts pushing any logical facts away in her state. She was unwilling to listen to whatever he had to say even when somewhere she knew he was right. Just because he thought if he could use force on her, she would adhere to him? No! She was stronger than he thought she was!  “I don't belong to anyone. You don't have to take–” “You belong to me. ”WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

He closed the gap between us and his hand travelled to my waist, pulling me closer to himself. His cologne filled my nostrils and he cupped my face in his hand gently. The look in his eyes whenever he looked at me always seemed like he was watching something so ethereal and now wasn't any different. I was supposed to hate him, to not be able to stand him. But why was I letting him do this? And why did I like it too? Love it even? He smirked at me, leaning down with our lips almost touching, his minty breath fanning my face. "I'm fucking addicted and obsessed with you if you haven't noticed." He paused as he studied me while I took a deep breath. "Are you sure you can't stand me?" He asked. "Or are we going to keep on lying to ourselves, babydoll?" ~ Vittoria Belluci, popularly known as 'Lilith' is short tempered, bossy, fiesty, poor social skills and a beautiful resting bitch face. Roman Argentero, Brooklyn's popular mafia don known for his playboy status, cockiness, flirtatious behavior but also ruthless and finally his Greek god appearance. A one night stand in the past, an arranged marriage, a stupid bet, a hatred she has for him and his family, and an addiction he has to her. Will she find out how her sister died? Or who keeps wanting to kill off her family? And doing all that with a fragile promise to herself to not fall in love. What happens when a Belluci falls in love with an Argentero who is already addicted to her?

"It wouldn't be the first nor the last time any one of you Titan Gods had affairs with ‘Greek Gods’ you know," Thaelia twisted her lips. Lukas face hardened and he tried to keep it like that, but one look at her face and a smile broke out of him and he's laughing hard. She accompanied him and chuckled softly, adorably, and it drove the son of Helios crazy. "Didn't know moon princesses could contain that much spite." "What can I say?" She lowered her voice, licking her lips. Her beauty was much more obvious, with her eyes the color of the sea, lined with gold, and lips rose. It was enough to make him realise he's drowning again, only this time it's on the color of her eyes. "You... inspire me." "Inspire you?" "Yes," She smiled sweetly *** There's two things that strikes Talia as she starts reading the book of her past—Lukas was a reckless son of Helios, Ajaxson was the son of Ajax who's head over heels in love with her while she was a moon princess desired by both of them. To add a Greek Goddess Hera made it impossible for her to stay happy with Lukas. It was just not written in the stars. ***