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SMILE AT FIRST SIGHT by wordsofadnan
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Lola's Birthday Wish by PaulFerancik
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After a miserable seventh birthday party, Lola Loud makes a wish but gets way more than she bargained for.
Heartbreak Warfare by thedaydreamer270
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"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."
100 Voicemails by BookgirlingMoments
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[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.
The Woman With The Headscarf by BookgirlingMoments
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[Sequel to The Girl With The Headscarf] [Highest ranking yet: #9 in Spiritual] » she came undone and it was a beautiful tragedy «
The Girl With The Headscarf by BookgirlingMoments
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[2017 Watty Award Winner] [Featured Wattpad Story] [Highest ranking yet: #1 in Spiritual] » she tried her best to keep herself in wraps but he seemed determined to undo her «
Journal of a Teenage Muslim. by InnerBeautyShines
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Maydah Ahmad was never a normal girl. Ever since she was a young girl, it was clear to tell she was made for something bigger, something better.. But than her mother died, leaving Maydah and her father to cope on their own. After that her life was never the same. Albeit all the obstacles that stood in her way, and without a mother to explain it to her, Maydah still made her decision to wear a hijab (headgear) and faced the difficulties of bullies all on her own. Mysteries after mysteries began to unfold right before her eyes, and her already complicated life twisted into real life nightmare, and so she let the world know of her journey through her journal of a teenage Muslim. Join Maydah as she battles her way through her teenage years, and may finally find victory in all that she believed.
Good? Great. by Noretakes
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My mom tells me to never think about it but how can I not when it's right there infront of me. My dad tells me to forget about it but how can I when it's a part of me. My brother calls it cool and my sister says let it be. They only start understanding though is when their chosen husbands for me...never reply back. Until a quirky, clumsy and not to mention handsome Asher comes along....but in the end we all know, no man wants a woman with a left foot missing.... #thebigmuslimwriterscontest2016 Currently under editing***
She Is My Hayaat by hayatiofparadise
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I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||