Kara Danvers always knew College would be life changing journey, she just didn't know how life changing. She meets her new roommate Diana Prince, who must be the kindest person on campus, later they meet awkward chemistry student Harleen Quinzel and English Student Natasha Romanoff at a Freshers week party, thats when all of their lives change. Never walk home from a party at 5am, even if you do only live 5 minutes away, your hold world could change , for better or worse.

[Completed][Might contain lots of grammatical errors. Read at your own risk] [Contains various sentences of the language 'Urdu' but translations are provided at the end] Description:- Ahmed Bilal, aged 29, lives in the city of Karachi. He works as a driver because he is not that well-educated since his parents didn't have enough money for his education. He is a handsome guy, with dark brown eyes and black hair. He has a sweet and caring personality. His dream is to get education and help others. He has never been in love before but what happens when he meets a girl named Ayesha? Ayesha Tariq, aged 23, student of a University in the city of Karachi. Education is very important to her and a key of success. She believes that an uneducated person can never be a manner full person. She has always dreamed to have a Prince-charming husband. She is a hijabi girl, with grey eyes and light brown hair. She is caring but rude and more out-going. What happens when she meets Ahmed? What do you think will happen when the two people meet? Read to find out! Started: 20 August, 2016 Ended: 25 June, 2017 Edited by: @barbieayra Cover by: @bad6969

love in ten days.....marriage in ten days and unexpected arrangement, falling in love with a stranger within ten days......impossible? ?? no!! cause nothing is impossible with Allah

Yumna Abdullah is a muslim girl who is devoted to her relegion. She hate love stories and playboys. Later she gets married to a Playboy. Will she accept him? Rayan Ahmed is a Muslim Playboy. He like hot girls and hates pious girls. Will he accept a good muslimah as his wife? ......................... Assalamualaikum Guys this is my first story.I am sorry for spelling mistakes and grammar mistakes. Hope you enjoy it. Pls comment and vote if you like.

Rayaan Issa Abdurahman Malik and Sophia Ilyaas Abdurahman Malik are the closest sister like cousins you'll ever meet. Sometimes its even hard to tell that they aren't sisters even though they look nothing alike. Rayaan grew up being the only child of a very rich business man. A business that has been in her family for over four generations so she is being pressures to take over and become the heiress of her fathers company, but she wants to find her own path in life and break free of the chains and labels imposed on her and live a life of independence. Sophia isolated herself after the death of her mother and still born brother because not only did she lose her mother that day but she also the close father daughter relationship she had with her father. The tragedy was her wake up call that nothing lasts forever in this world and she tries to be a better person with her time left. Not wanting to feel like a burden to her father and his new family she decides to move out and live without his support so she doesn't have to see the guilt, hurt and regret in his eyes every time he looks at her. When both Rayaan and Sophia's parents finally agree to their decision of living on their own its like a dream come true for both of them. They end up getting their own apartment and along the way they find and learn so much about what life and love both mean and the good and the bad in everything around them. Trouble seems to follow them a lot but somehow they feel somewhat safe with their mysterious block neighbors Michael and Ethan. Is this the beginning of a spark for them? Is it really love? or is it something else. Not everything is what it seems to be.

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||

This is a story about a Nigerian girl in a Nigerian high-school which unlike the American one have no cheerleaders or free clothing restrictions we have a football team, popular kids and a whole lot of drama.

This is reserved for only the best and funniest, not all my joke. This is for the mature readers, will have warning for the extremely dirty jokes at the beginning of the chapter. completed.

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