Mashal Naeem thought she knew exactly who she was until she was rescued by her neighbour, flown on a private plane and driven on a talking car, kidnapped by terrorists and learned to fight. All because of being the daughter of Naeem Ansar, the founder of Alnihayya. Where freedom is precious than blood.

She sat on couch closing her eyes in a bridal posture.He entered the room and after collecting all his guts he spoke " I just wanted to tell you that I married you only for my mom and I'll never be able to love you " . She jumped in happiness listening to those words and a genuine smile crept on her lips as she asked him " are you serious? I mean I wanted to tell you the same thing I married you only for sake of my family and I too can never love you " . he stood shocked in his place . He couldn't believe on her words but he felt his problem was solved . you might have seen couples with hate between them. you might have even seen couples with love between them. But here is a couple with no love and no hate between them . What kind of chemistry do you think they will have ? come join the unseen journey of this couple . This is a sequel of secret admirer but even if you haven't read it its fine . The story is of Anat. you'll know her if you have read Secret Admirer. Began on 27 feb 2017

Some random poems and thoughts by me and my friend Anchal . Hope you like them . ❤️ Rupal . Beautiful cover by JuhiWrites ✨

Everyone gets sad or down sometimes. Rather than searching the internet for cat pictures or being like Alice in wonderland and eating everything in hopes that it will solve all of your problems, (relatable), check out these motivational short stories. I have put together the best inspirational short stories, both real and fictional, to make your day a little brighter and to inspire you to do the things you love! :)

Stories taken from the life of our beloved Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W.W) , his companions, other Prophets of Islam and other pious Muslim men and women.

They always started and ended the same way, these letters I keep receiving: "Dear reader," to "From, writer." They also came in the same unknown way every Wednesday, and though I knew not who sent them, it never really bothered me. But all that changed on the day I received the seventeenth letter.

"Sometimes you find yourself in the middle of nowhere, and sometimes in the middle of nowhere, you find yourself." WINNER OF CHICKLIT PROMPT 8! (CC) Attrib. NonComm. ShareAlike Highest Rank: #497 in Short Story!