novel by sidra sheikh

When Angelina O'Hara finally escapes her past, she believes she’s found safety with her children and the man who loves her. But shadows don’t let go that easily. Strange warnings begin to appear, secrets tighten around the house, and danger slips closer with every quiet night. Angel has no idea thyher five-year-old twins, brilliant, perceptive, and far too grown for their age are watching everything. And they’re about to uncover a truth that will shake the entire family. Not every threat knocks. Sometimes… it stands at your gate.

When Alicia discovers that he should submit a project on the history of jaipur, a country in the middle of the desert, she took the road to this destination with her best friend, Sarah who was her partner. She was fascinated by the story but she was even more fascinated by the misery that was marked on the faces of the inhabitants and she did not fail to share this pain with a complete stranger at the edge of the royal beach. A few days later, when the Sheikh's brother invited Sarah to his big brother's birthday, she found the right moment to photograph the wonders of this country in the royal museum. A museum she had dreamed of visiting since the moment Elle had seen it on the Internet. She knew it was dangerous but she wanted to excel in her project at all costs. That evening, after dancing with a man she would have liked to have married, she went discreetly towards her goal. But what will happen when Alicia discovers that she was being observed, during the entire duration of the photo shoots??

PrologueUnder the bruised purple sky of a city that never slept, Celine stood frozen in the doorway of her modest apartment, the betrayal unfolding before her like a slow-motion car crash she couldn't look away from. There, sprawled across her bed—rumpled sheets tangled around their naked limbs—was her boyfriend of two years, Jamal, thrusting desperately into the lithe body of her identical twin sister, Celeste, who moaned theatricall y with the kind of fake ecstasy reserved for gold-digging performances. Celeste's designer heels kicked lazily against the headboard Celine had paid for herself, while Jamal grunted like a man compensating for something tragically inadequate.The air thickened with the stench of cheap perfume and sweat, Celeste's manicured nails raking down Jamal's back as she locked eyes with her twin—not with shame, but with smug triumph. "Oops," Celeste purred, not even bothering to cover her perfect, surgically enhanced breasts. "Didn't expect you home early, sis. Guess the pencil dick couldn't wait."Celine's heart didn't shatter; it ignited. Five years of playing second fiddle to her family's golden child—the one with the "marriageable" beauty, the one who landed modeling gigs while Celine scrubbed toilets at Al-Miraj Grand Palace—had forged her into something unbreakable. She dropped her work bag with deliberate calm, the metallic clatter echoing like a guillotine. "Get out," she said, voice steady as desert stone. Jamal scrambled up, his pathetic erection wilting under her dissecting gaze. "Both of you. Now."Jamal stammered excuses, yanking on boxers that did nothing to hide his inadequacy. "Babe, it just happened—""Pencil dick," Celine interrupted, the words landing like lashes. "That's all you've ever been. Celeste can have your three minutes of disappointment." Celeste laughed, slipping into a silk robe, but Celine saw the flicker—envy for her twin's unscarred confidence, untouched by the scalpels that kept Celeste's face "marketable."By midnight, they were gone, leaving behind crumpled lingerie and a eviction notice Celine had printed from her phone. She didn't cry. She showered off their filth, dressed in her tightest black dress—the one Jamal always ogled but never appreciated—and stormed into O'Malley's Bar, the city's underbelly dive where forgotten women drowned ambitions in five-dollar shots.Three tequilas in, celebrating her "five-month anniversary" of fooling herself with Jamal, Celine felt the haze descend. That's when he appeared—a towering shadow in tailored black, hazel eyes burning through the smoke like predator's gold. Idris Al-Miraj, though she would never know his name that night, slid onto the stool beside her, his sandalwood cologne cutting through the stale beer stink."You're celebrating alone?" His voice was velvet over steel, accented with desert winds."Freedom," she slurred, clinking her glass against his scotch.

Naim sheikh bd

Mohammad Ashif sheikh

Kang Jiwon lives quietly beneath the weight of a name he refuses to inherit. At work, he is cold, distant, and impossible to read—until Park Sunwoo appears beside him again. Sunwoo only sees a respected coworker. Jiwon sees the boy he never forgot. Between overtime dinners, silent elevator rides, and small moments that begin to linger too long, an old promise slowly resurfaces. But some memories were buried for a reason, and some relationships were never meant to survive the expectations waiting outside the office doors. A slow-burn BL office romance about forgotten connections, quiet longing, and two people learning what it means to stay side by side.

"Whatever thing that try to prevent me from something genuine i wont hesitate to hate them. I hate a kindness that create from a lie an "act" nice from other has hurt me.But if the genuine thing that i want is something dark,evil and cruel then i............"~AAlex This is a story about a loner his name is Alex because of his anti communicating attitude and harsh straight truth words thst always come out from his mouth. Yet he always and actually the most understanding person and always search for truth towards every action people did and he hated people who act nice with him cause he know that those nice words is covered in lie and the only thing he want is something genuine. A meeting with a girl from Public Advicer Club who is called Chika Watson start changing him step by step and making him close to the society. Will Alex keep becoming a loner in order wanting something genuine or he take a big step leaving ambition and grown toward and trusting society around him.

In the world of Vasquez Corporation, silence is power—and no one wields it like Kane Vasquez, the cold, calculating CEO feared by all. To his secretary Celly Bones, he’s a man of precision and distance, someone she’s learned to read without ever truly knowing. For three years, she’s lived in his shadow, obeying, observing, pretending her heart doesn’t skip whenever his eyes meet hers. But outside the walls of the office, something shifts. A quiet night under soft lights. A simple thank you. A conversation that feels too human, too warm. Kane begins to shed his armor—and Celly finds herself falling for the man behind the title. Yet love between them is a risk neither can afford. Kane belongs to another world, one filled with power, image, and expectations. Celly knows she should run—but every time she does, he follows. Inside, Out is a slow-burn tale of forbidden love, where desire clashes with duty, and two people must decide whether their connection is their undoing—or their only way out.

Nathan Grier returns from the Veil a changed man. The consequences of his time with Malak, the dark sidhe king, and the deal made to free him may be more than he can bear.<br><br>The weakening of the Veil and new enemies foretell of a greater battle still ahead. With Nathan’s brother Jim now an Awakened changeling, and Nathan’s role in Malak’s plans finally revealed, Nathan’s love for fae hunter and incubus Sasha Kelly may not be enough to save him after all.

Have you ever thought that fantasy world is real? No, have you? So did I. But this right now, I realize anything happened and changed my life. When I heard my name was not Lucas Adelard anymore and I was not in my comfortable and dark room, my mind was messed up. Nolan Aleric Ivander, a name that sounds foreign to me even until this right now. But it happened. The owner of that name was me in another dimention of this world, the wonderful and cruel fantasy world. ***** Lucas Adelard is a very genius man who has to spend his life in his old memorable house. He was born and grew there with his lovely family. But many years ago he went to the city to continue his study in a college and got a very beautiful girlfriend named Estella Camilo. One day after his grandfather’s death, he had to return to that house and started something new in his life. But something happened that was able to change his mindset of life when he read an old manuscript he found in his attic.