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The Lost Doll by user31467514
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It is a funny story about a small girl named Annabell
I Will Make You Mine, This Is My Promise  by slow_learner
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He pinned her to the wall by grabbing her arm and stood too close to her. So close that their noses and foreheads were touching. "You look hurt, Maira. Your eyes are reflecting your pain. Is it because you are finally realizing your feelings for me?" Hearing his words, Maira felt a shiver run down her spine. She gathered some courage and looked into his eyes, daringly. "I will never fall for you, Arim. Never ever" she whisper with determination, glaring at him. His grip on her hand was gentle but strong enough to not let her move. "But I Will Make You Mine, This Is My Promise" he said with a playful smirk, his voice as determined as hers. His eyes held so many emotions of love, hurt, jealousy, pain and the most important one, passion. Passion for her. She twisted her hand in an attempt to loosened his grip. His hot breathes fell on her forehead, making her heart flutter and she almost forgot to free herself. His innerself shivered when she lowered her eyes, making her long eyelashes brush against his cheekbones. *** Arim Singh Bharadwaj, grandson of one of the richest persons in India. Very polite by nature. He can buy anything in the world still, he longs for something. LOVE. His first love; Maira. He loved her from the time when he doesn't even know the meaning of it. Maira Singhal, daughter of a rich industrialist. Very stubborn by nature. Life is nothing but a competition for her. Her only goal in life is to win, either by hook or by crook. She is a confused soul when it comes to the subject of 'Love'. Her priority is her family and friends. She never cares about others emotions. Will Arim ever be able to make Maira fall for him?? Find out what happens when these two worlds colloids. *COMPLETED* Started on 21st January 2017 Completed on 4th March 2018 * Warning: Don't read. Needs to be rewritten or at least editing.
Winged Dreams  by HopesPrayersNSmiles
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She knew that her work wouldn't let her rest, Was aware that every day would be a test. It was her passion though, to see the last smiles, Although they haunted her for the longest of times. He was a wonder in this world, Possessed a heart of gold. His heart bled for every atrocity the ummah faced, His Soul shook every time an innocent was shot dead. She couldn't believe that he was hers, And he was on a mission to never see her in tears. She remembered this when a cry escaped its cage, And knew that he would love her even after his last breath.
Bowled Over By The Broken by HopesPrayersNSmiles
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No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.
She Is My Hayaat by hayatiofparadise
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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||