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Make Me Your Villain | ✓ by thephilokalist
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"I was willing to become the villain in her life if it meant I could call her mine." *** An accidental run-in with the city's infamous criminal brings Hayat Azhar right in front of the barrel of a gun. If that wasn't bad enough, things get worse when she accidentally slaps the university's popular senior with her samosa's spicy sauce on her first day. And just like that, two different personalities, a snobbish rich boy and a notorious expert criminal, develop a similarity - a common target; Her. [a pakistani inspired novel set in pakistan]
Some Bittersweet Memories | Hiatus by thephilokalist
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bittersweet /ˌbɪtəˈswiːt/ 1. involving feelings of happiness and sadness at the same time. *** [muslim girl x atheist boy] Being a Muslim who wears the hijab, Daneen Mohsin wants nothing more than to have a normal last year of high school in a new area. Following her survival motto 'stay low, stay out of trouble', Daneen hopes to stay at the bottom of the attention radar without catching trouble. But after she publicly refuses to work with a boy who made fun of her, Daneen catches the attention of a certain someone. Joseph Kingston is the school's no. 1 heartthrob with looks that made people swoon all over him. His smooth voice, stunning smiles and charming personality forced everyone to overlook his troubled side and all the fights he managed to get into. He had his own way of sweeping people off their feet, be it literally or figuratively. Now throw in a revenge plan, an unknown person, a collection of letters, unexpected feelings, unfulfilled promises, a boy with ties to Daneen's past, Joseph's unspoken secrets and you will get: some bittersweet memories to keep forever. [new version of the featured book with 120k+ reads 'our fate: a beautiful tale']
BEHIND THE HIJAB by BiannaBlac
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"Hey!" I didn't want to mind the voice just yet but.. "Hey, hey! ,excuse me!" This made me turn backwards in direction to the voice, just to see a guy running towards me, holding his backpack loosed on his hand. Taking long strides,he finally reached me "Hi". He simled at me and said to me, looking at me expectantly, waiting for a reply, he arched an eyebrow. but i stood still, with my head turned slightly to face him,eyes open wide and filled with cursiousity to why this handsome stranger was in front of me in the first place. Wait!! did i just call him handsome?? "Felix never thought he'd fall for the girl *Behind the Hijab*.."
The Hijabi's note by nasranalha
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As-salaam Alaykum ❤ welcome to the hijabi's note. This is a combination of short notes and a few poems I have wrote about random things which affects a Muslim either directly or Indirectly. Author's note: I am simply human and I might make mistakes. In case I offend anyone in my poems then don't be afraid to speak up. Though I doubt if I can do that. thanks so much!!
The Hijabi Girl by avocadonil
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Where she is different during the day and at night. - This story may be very sensitive to muslims. Please think twice before you indulge yourself in to try this book.
Life of a Pakistani Girl by Allison-Grey15
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You may think life is easy and not that hard wait till you read life of a Pakistani girl....
My Dear Pakistan by sidra_akhlaq
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Somewhere between the picturesque valleys of her homeland, she lost her heart for eternity...✨ ................................................................. After spending 11 years of her life in London... Aiman , a born Pakistani, becomes a fashion and a party freak, as well as a spoiled brat of her family! She loves the way she is and totally loves her country ...England.!!! After learning that her parents have already decided to go back to Pakistan to attend a wedding for two months, her resentment accelerates to the full!! Will Aiman be able to adjust in Pakistan? Will she get over her misunderstandings?Will she hate...her desi relatives and the culture of Pakistan? Or will she relish the beautiful gems of her homeland and the most adventurous and memorable moments of her life ?? To know more, peep inside and start reading if you are an adventure, nature and most importantly Pakistan lover...! Dedicated to all the mountain lovers out there♥️♥️
Meher •completed• by the_insouciant_lass
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•completed• When I was six, Baba had got me my first doll. I vividly remember her, my best friend. I had named her Sameera, she had huge eyes and wore a red bridal outfit, I would play with her all the time and one day I wed her off, wed her to another doll. But now that I had grown up, I knew that wedding someone wasn't just a game, being someone's wife was about much more. I was in my final year of degree in fine arts, I just 21 when my life reminded me of Sameera, turned me into Sameera, jis tarah Sameera ka nikah ek mazzak tha, ek khel uss he tarah mere nikah ne meri zindagi ko bhi ek khel me tabdeel kar diya. I was the wife of a man who already had a wife he loved dearly. I am Meher Butt and this is my story. (Book is written in English) #1 Urdu (march'21) #4 Lahore (jan'21) #1 Hyderabad (jan'21) #1 Pakistan (march'21) #2 Muslim (feb'21) #18 arrangemarriage (march'21) #24 age difference (jan'21)
Stranded roads (Rewriting) by malihamian20
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She closed her eyes, unshed tears rimmed her eyelashes, tilting her chin up and brought her face up. This was her unwilling consent to prove that she indeed loved him. Realizing little that love demands no proves, only the heart needs to connect. He stepped even closer to her till their limbs connected and her body's warmth soaked into his own. Their heights doing justice to their position, he looked down upon her face, free of any expression. Numb like a stone statue. The only thing that confirmed life in her was her drumming heartbeat and frantic breathing. She reeked of innocence but his stubborn demons couldn't suffice with that kind of revelation. He snaked an arm around her petite waist and reached with another hand to cup her face, pulling her more to himself. Every cell in his body knew it was a sin but compliance of desire can be of greater temptation. He leaned in slowly... Different characters, Different motives, Different stories. Join them as they embark upon the journey of life and find their stranded roads towards love, forgiveness, hope and prosperity.
Oh shoot, you speak Spanish by Radzxy
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Yusra is a Bengali medical student, and Adam is a Spanish business student whose real passion is photography. What happens when they start developing feelings for each other?