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Simple Hate (Broken Dreams 2) by imtiazsarah
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"You know what is love, Zarrar Aalam, but you do not know its definition in my mind- that you call love." She spoke in cold voice enough to shake his whole exhausted being while observing the artistic patterns of water on the casement of the lounge. "Then what do I call love?" He lifted his eyelids only to disclose the bloodshot valleys slightly blurred by the salty water swimming through their dimensions. She chuckled coldly and faced him to say, "Hate. Your love is hate to me." A drop from his tired orbs slid down his stubble and the thunderstorms jolted the sky. She was saying much- many words but the only ones his mind registered were, "Simple hate!" What happens when the biggest virtues of a girl, her piety and purity of character, are badly demolished by the man she hated the most? Even when her body is not troubled but the scars are imprinted on her soul? Can she at any time start falling for the man behind all this mayhem in her life? Can she love him? Can she ever stop hating him, simply? My biggest mistake was not falling for you. It was thinking you had fallen for me too!
Glory of the Midnight Sun √ by rameesharants
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• Twice Wattpad Featured • #1 in Spiritual • The moon hid behind the clouds, the wind refused to blow and the mountains trembled at the sight in front of them. Fates were being erased, rewritten and joined. Destiny was being decided and souls were being interlocked. Fariya Ali Sikandar. A heartbreakingly beautiful woman with an even beautiful heart. Omer Ahmad Lashari. A breathtakingly handsome man with a stone in place of a heart. In a Muslim family in Pakistan, Fariya is a girl with heart as big as an ocean. She has dreams and aspirations. What happens when a man comes out of nowhere and crushes her dreams with his cold words and dark eyes? Will love ever bloom between the two or will they always remain as distant as the sun and the moon? A beautiful and alluring tale of a love which sets your life on fire and quench the flames simultaneously. Cover Credits: hershey-z
His Hijabi Wife by Hijabi18
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"Shh."he whispers putting a finger to my lips. I looked down at his finger on my lips, and then into his eyes. He stared at my face, as if memorizing every pary of it. We looked into each others eyes, lost. He swallowed, and moved forward, kissing my forehead. I closed my eyes, as his lips touched my skin. His hand, lightly stroked my cheek, as he kissed my eyes. "A...Asher." i mumbled, when his lips grazed my cheek. He was tracing my lips again and agian with the back of his thumb, and i thought my heart would explode. "Hmm." He whispered, and his lips grazed my jaw line, making me inhale sharply. Cover credit goes to @ Bushra_Siddiqui!!
Love and Punishment (Islamic Story) by elmnur
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"The only reason we got married is because of my father don't forget that and besides your parents sold you to me" he growled and then smirk. Those words were enough for Asyas blood boil in anger, she was staring at her so called husband with wide eyes, her hands were in tight fist. She never said a word when he insulted her many times but her parents was different, he cant say a word. She wouldn't allow it. After all he didn't know the real reason to it. So she did something that was unexpected she slapped him, she slapped him so hard which echoed thru the room, she did it with all the force she had left in her. She already was heart broken but this.... It was too much for her. She couldn't hide her tears anymore, the last time she cried was when her father passed away which was three years ago.... Asya or Asi as the people in the village call her, means Rebellious, indeed she was. She only knew her rights which was thought by her father. She always stood up against wrong and helped people in need and was a very happy and bubbly person until one night. Which changed her heart and life forever. Now three years later she had to make a decision to save her mothers life by agreeing the marriage proposal. What will Asya do? How would she react? Based on the true events
Si Lembut itu aku punya ✔ by izzz29
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Siapa tidak kenal Alya Safiya , gangster terkenal. Segangster-gangster dia pun, dia masih berbudi bahasa di depan ibu bapanya.Dahulu dia seorang gadis yang baik dan ayu.dia juga pernah bertunang tetapi putus dipertengahan jalan. Kenapa?nak tahu bacalah. Suatu hari, setelah balik dari membelasah orang... mama nya memanggilnya. .Melalui riak muka mamanya .... macam serius je perbincangan kali ni. Mamanya tahu alya ni gangster... tapi dibiarkan, kerana dia tahu lambat laun mesti berubah jugak anaknya. Dia diberitahu yang dia perlu berkahwin . Tetapi tidak diberitahu siapa. Puan eliyana berfikir, mungkin anak nya akan berubah dan lebih bertanggung jawab selepas menjadi isteri orang. Nak tahu siapa lelaki itu? Mampukah dia memikat alya yang pernah menjadi tunang orang ? Mampukah dia memikat alya yang mempunyai hati sekeras batu ? Kalau nak tahu bacalah pondan itu suami aku. Peace yo! Bye!
Trust (GOING UNDER EDITING SOON ) by irajmalik
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COMPLETED!✔🔱✅ "Don't worry little one there is no one here to save you from me, you don't know how desperately I have waited for this moment," he said coming closer to me, his breath fanning my face, I glared at him and looked again for someone around me but couldn't find anyone, I smiled.. looking back to this monster in front of me "Oh! you thought I was looking for some one to save me from you! I was just watching that is there anyone to witness me kicking your ass! " I said with a smirk His facial expressions changed into furious one his eyes turned cold as ice making me gulp harder "Let's see," he said gritting his teeth.... Coming dangerously closer..... Ehteshaam, 28-year old heartless monster of underworld but perfect and very successful businessman, the CEO of Ahmed Corporation as well as Devilishly handsome and sinfully sexy but with dark past, no one can ever imagine...... The leader of a most feared gang "the Salvation" The gang which has his power all over the whole continent, no one ever tried to mess with them because they know what will be the consequences. The man who possesses power, money, and fame but......something missing from his life, He is eager to get one and the only girl he had his eyes on.... ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Meet MAHROSH a simple girl with friends and a loving family she has a blind trust on Allah SWT it's her belief that whatever happens in life happens for a reason What will happen when two opposites attract each other? A story of love,power and revenge ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, SO THERE WILL BE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES. IF U ARE GRAMMAR NAZI AND CANT STAND THE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES, SO, BE AWARE! P.s be patient while reading this story :) Allhumdullilah #353 in romance on 2nd feb 2018 😊 #1 muslimlovestory on 6th oct 2020 😊
The Mischievous Mrs. Maxfield by ninyatippett
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***The wrong girl is sometimes The Right One.*** Charlotte Samuels thought she'd be stuck waiting tables at Marlow's until all her debts are paid off-in about ten thousand years or so. She definitely didn't expect a marriage proposal from the arrogant Brandon Maxfield who was blackmailed by his father to make her his wife if he didn't want his least favorite cousin to run Maxfield Industries. Charlotte's instinct was to say HELL NO! but she's stumped by a few obstacles: 1.) His old man Martin Maxfield is dear to her heart and has been recently deteriorating in health. 2.) She gets a million dollars if she stays married to Brandon for a year. 3.) She would rather like the opportunity to teach the attractive but awfully rude man a few lessons he didn't think he needed from a 'teenage gold-digger' which was his term of endearment for her on their first date-er, business meeting. So what's a girl got to do, right? Sure, she's young and a little rough around the edges but there's something her would-be husband didn't know about her yet-she's nothing like he ever expected. Thrust into the glitzy world a standard-issue Mrs. Maxfield would fit perfectly and rule with impeccable social grace, Charlotte will either have to force herself into the mold or break free of it, risking what little she has left for everything that she can gain. *** Copyright © 2014 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in the cover art and any of the multimedia content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners.
My Devil Wife  by TaniyaSinghania
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A great marriage is not when the 'perfect couple' comes together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their difference. Randhir Singh Shekhawat get out of my room now screamed Sanyukta Skekhwat in irritation. What ? What now? What I have done ? Randhir asked through gritted teeth. "And this room is mine, not yours. you get lost from my room ." "He locked eyes with her This room is equally mine too ,sanyukta said " And both glared at each other .
The Saint by Isaboricua
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"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.
His Soul Mate ( avaible on dreame) by nabila_12
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This story is about Jazmin. How her life changed when she got married. Williams is a multi billionaire. He is. A arrogant person. He is heartless. He is ruthless. He gets everything is a snap of his fingers. Everyone is scared of him. Noone has the guts to raise his voice in front of him. But things change when he gets married Jazmin a fun loving girl. She is quiet. She is sensible she is hardworking. She obeys her parents. She never disrespect her parents. Things to change when the time comes. **************************************************************** Williams: look just stay away from me. Never interfere my life. Never disrespect me. Always do wht I say. You live your life I live mine life. Don't stop me. From doing anything. Get it. Jazmin: but I am your William's: your are not mine wife. You are just my slave.