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Nabeela has never had life easy, never ever. She is at her wits end. Love and living life has never been her known forte. But, what will she do when she gets tangled in a web of deceit and lies woven by her parents? What happens when the very ones who are supposed to protect her from trouble sell her out. What will she do? This is Nabeela's story.

®2017 The journey of poor village girl with Prince and her rich cousin. Read it you will thank me later. findout what it's all about. NOT EDITED ⚠️

Saudat is just every guys dream, she's beautiful (Masha Allah), tall, slender, long hair, pointed nose and blessed with endowments. She's very intelligent, polite, respectful and any guy that get 's to meet her falls in love instantly and not to mention her shyness. Unfortunately Saudat doesn't just want any guy, she wants a hardworking man, a loving, caring and..... Well guys look you have to just read the whole story to find out more about Saudat and what she really wants. PS: If you're reading this story, thank you so much for your efforts and please please please feel free to comment and tell me what you think. Thank you once again love from Dimple xoxoxo.

My name is Nala Khalif, the daughter of the head district of Heliwa district, which is among the authoritatively districts of Mogadishu castle in the southeastern Somalia. I'm known to be Amiirad Nala, the first daughter and most beloved to Boqor Khalif. I used to pity how my maid Sahra, lives her life as a slave and be contented with that. Only if I know what life has in store for me. The prones I were to perch on. The Mogadishu castle was known to be the white pearl of the indian ocean. Could it be realized anymore? When all is left would be a BURNT CASTLE. Would you give your girl the chance? It's Ayshatou! You all know I love heart breaks! Well; this has more than just the word "Heart break."

{1st OCTOBER, 2018} [COMPLETED, NOT EDITED] Story about a 21 year old who goes through the trial of losing the love of her life on her wedding...The story presents the obstacles faced by this young lady and how she was able to eventually over come them..... she later meets a guy who helps in making her let go of the death of her fiance, but things take a drastic turn few days to their wedding,leaving her with a second tragedy to deal with.. My wedding My tragedy is filled with pity,drama,suspense and most of all Love.

"What's your name?" Came his voice "It's Islam" she said carefully. Why would her voice betray her? That wasn't suppose to sound so anxious, but it did. "Kidding. It must be ruiner!" He spatted and left, leaving her standing. *** As he's the definition of gentle, she's the exact opposite. Find out if she'll ever find peace, after damaging Juhaif's possessions.

"Daada, Maama; Did I for once told you what I want? You've always chosen what to wear for me, what I should eat, where I should go, even the environment I should stay in. Isn't that enough for you to grant my only wish?. It's okay if you don't want to, I might have been a burden on you. I'm sorry," with that, she sprinted to her room, locked it and broke into tears, ignoring their knockings. * "I think I will let you to study abroad,but only under one condition; you have to get married; for I couldn't let you there all by yourself," Daada spoke haltingly, hoping she wouldn't agree, but her answer made his hope vanished. "It's okay, Daada, who's the guy? And have you started processing my admission?" She asked, a wide grin plastered on her face, not caring about the marriage thing, she thought it was all a threat. "It's Sadeeq, Alhaji Mustapha's son. But he studies in Qatar, that means you will also study there," Daada encapsulated, his face deviod of emotion. Ihsan looked up at Daada, and wanted to bellow out the words, but they came out as a whisper "Daada..you mean Sadeeq? He's just 19 years old. How would I marry him? Who will take care of who? Uhm Daada?" She slurred, tears rolling down her cheeks. "He is. And would take good care of your health. What's there in marrying him? Isn't he a man?" Daada inquired. "There is; it's just a one year gap between us. And he isn't a man in my eyes," she reprimanded and broke into tears. _____ What would happen to Ihsan? Would she agree on studying abroad? Fighting for her health, at the same time marrying the guy she looks down onto? As she would always avow "It'sjust a one year gap." It would be a hilarious roller coaster ride. Tag along. Your's always__AYSHATOU.

Manal Ibrahim is a 14 year old girl 👩 who follows her dreams. She is the last of 4 children, she finds new friends and starts a new life let's read the story and see how her life as a teenager would be 💃💃💃

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018