"I won't complain if you don't provide me with nutella. I won't complain if you don't buy me Victoria's Secret lingerie. I won't complain if you sit on the wardrobe. I won't complain if you join street fighting. I won't complain if you ask me to have less than fifteen babies. I'm ready to compromise with everything because... All I want is just you." And with that she fell off the stage, flat on her face. Brushing off the laughs from everyone, she gets up and walk towards him. He knew he didn't love her. But he couldn't either deny the love she held for him, nor accept his heart to love her. (Extended summary inside) * Bored reading emotional and nerve wrecking stories? Fed up crying over heartbreaking stories? Mood swings caused by grief stricken stories? Want to experience a good humorous laugh? If your answers to the above questions are 'yes', then you stopped at the right place. Cover by: @numerals

"my life is full of wounds and scars, i have been bruised, beaten and.....used, i'm not pure, you know my story, why are you still sticking around is what i don't understand, please stop hurting my already pained soul!" i scream frustrated at him. "i don't care about your past, present is what matters to me and as for your understanding......i have fallen for your pained soul" he replies back and i slowly slide down on the floor. this was my only fear, this is bad, very bad, he isn't aware of the dangers i carry along. ---------------------- zarmeen's life has always been rocky and these rocks and stones have left her bruised and scarred, by her way of living, cut that, surviving, she never in her life had imagined that someone would fall for her, but what happens when this comes true?

Islam. Only one word, but more than twenty percent of the population. At least one fifth of this whole entire world is Muslim. But yet there are some who don't know anything about them, despite being a Muslim themselves. Among these people is an Afghan Muslim girl whose name is Amarah Sahar. She is seventeen years old, a senior in high school. She was born and raised in Canada with an Afghan background. Amarah has lived her life thinking that life is all about people not religion. She's never even wondered what the word Allah meant until she met the man who mistakenly changes her life. She wasn't snobby, she wasn't a girly-girl and neither was she a good girl. She was the most popular girl in school. She was lazy, immensely dense and had incredibly bad habits . But with that she was also funny, teasing and loud. No one ever saw her as a threat. She was an only child with parents that spent two-thirds of their life working and only one-third living with Amarah. They failed to educate Amarah and give her support. But when a 22 year old student teacher enters the school and sees Amarah's bad habits, he won't forget and neither will he forgive so easily for what she has done and what she continues doing. Out of all the people who cut her some slack, he isn't any of them. Will this Islam-loving, strict but sincere teacher ever show Amarah the true light of Islam?

"Dreams and expectations"...the very forces that pull you up and when you are soaring high it knocks you down so that you land back with crushed dreams and hopes just like your heart...which is Shattered to pieces! Life is like a bitter batter of broken hopes,unfulfilled desires which can only b sweetened by the sugar of HasbiAllah. Zaara and Nawal Bakhtiyar are best childhood friends and cousins;twin souls to be precise.They are religious, reserved and have shut the walls of their hearts for every one except their Creator. Meet the Shaykh brothers: practicing,lively and smart.Life isn't easy on them too.They avoid girls like a disease and have sworn never to marry. In fact the only woman they love is their mom.She being the only one in their lives. So what will happen when the one you live for asks you to marry for their happiness? The answer is Allah's plans are better than our dreams!

BRIBE THE BRIDE WITH LOVE “Did she say yes?” my best friend Khalid asked. “Of course, after all I offered my bride, a good bribe.” I said while recalling the moment I proposed to her. “Dare I ask, what did you offer her?” “Love. A promise to love and cherish her forever…” My to-be-bride’s face lit up when I had said that to her. She had got all teary-eyed. Oh, how I wished to wipe that smile off of her face and see more of her tears. “I suppose you will not hold on to that promise.” I smirked. “And that’s why you are my best friend. You see, accepting a bribe is a crime which she did and now she’s going to pay for it.” “Offering bribe is a crime too. Won’t you too pay for it my friend?” I scoffed. “Why would I? I did the right thing.” Khalid sighed. “Just be careful, okay ?Are you sure you want to go ahead with this revenge plan of yours without hearing her side of the story? You know marriage is not a joke.” “I saw what happened that day. Seeing is believing dude. And you are right, marriage is no joke and that’s exactly what I am going to show her.” “But-” Khalid tried to reason but I silenced him with what I said next, “I, Razan Shaad, vow to give my lovely bride Faria Zehna as much hatred as I can.” “Don’t make promises you can’t keep bro. You never what will happen in the future.” And with that Khalid walked away.

''Marriage isn't easy especially when it's arranged and you hardly know the guy.'' 23-year-old Zara, a modest and virtuous Muslimah, has finally accepted a marriage proposal and is ready to share her life and love with her husband. But what happens when he is broody, stiff and ignores her most of the time? Is it possible to make her own husband fall in love with her or will Zara become a victim of unrequited love? #WATTYSWINNER2014

It was not an arranged marriage because an arranged marriage occurs when the third party decide something for you. It was not a love marriage either because love marriage occurs when you marry someone you love. It was a forced marriage. Jasmin didn't have a choice. Her parents didn't have a choice. He wanted her and only her. Nobody could or can stop him. Highest ranking: #37 in romance * Copyright 2014 by deep_side_love. All Rights Reserved.

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COMPLETE BUT NOT EDITED AT ALL! Glimpse Of Mine I am Zahra Arif . Usman Arif's daughter. If you don't know who he is, he is the Arif Company And Corps also known as ACAC owner. A very famous business man in Los Angles, California. My mom is, Hijab Arif, a great woman to know. Now that you know who my little family is, that is all. I'm the only child of the Arif's. I'm 22yrs old and in my 4th year of college at Hanfeild College. Now about my life, you may think that I'm the luckiest woman alive just because I'm the one and only child of Mr.Arif, but my being a woman was the most unluckiest thing ever. You might think I'm crazy of saying that, but you don't know why. And that's not all, she gets married to her fathers best friends son. Not that much of a deal right? But when Iyfaaz, her husband has other plans. Plans to ruin her already difficult life. Will he Ruin her? Fall for her? Or Ruin her and fall in love when it's too late? #4 spiritual

As we fall into the pit of darkness, trust me, hold me tight, Hold on to the wisp of hope, let me give you light. ------------------------------------- Fear. Fear defined Abeer Irfan's life. Every night, it engulfed her and she drowned into the endless horrors of her past. Every night, she lost a part of her to the evil. Every night, it got worse and worse to the point of no return. You see, she wasn't alive; she was just breathing. On one special night, she opened a door, a door hidden in the maze of her horrors. It was on that special night, that she met him. He wasn't a knight in shining armor. He wasn't a superhero. He was a light. He was the guy with impossible green eyes. *************************************** "You didn't see anything before. This is what you have seen. This!" My heart is beating frantically hard against my ribs like a bird trying to break out of its cage. Allah... "That is how easy you are to crumble. I'll set you straight, angel. I am done with people like you. I am done with being played with. It's about time you learn a lesson. I am about to make your life hell." The words I am sorry are lodged in my throat, but I don't want to beg him. I am done begging people for mercy. "That's more like it." "You cannot make me feel any worse than I already do," I state what I think all the time. "Challenge accepted." *************************************** {Extended synopsis inside} Highest Rank Spiritual #1 (12th-13th & 18th June 2016) COMPLETED Trigger warning- Contains violence/depressing thoughts/ suic dal ideation ******** Praise for Trust Me: Beautiful. So fluent. Ma Sha Allah ~ @sabagul28 Very interesting start ~ @hayatkhan07 This story is just so good. Flawless plot. You've got magical words~ @pearlOf-desert This is gold~ @booksandhalwa You are a very talented author and your work speaks volume ~ @143maryam