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𝐔𝐒𝐑𝐈 𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐑𝐀 by Husna-hussain
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𝐍𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬, 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. •• 𝕳𝖚𝖘𝖓𝖆 𝕳𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖓•• 𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆 ا𝕳𝖆𝖓𝖆ا
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Muntaha | ✔  by KhawabeedaLarki
KhawabeedaLarki
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Completed on May 29, 2020. ~ "Ap...." (You....) Muntaha couldn't utter anything else as Faris 'shh'ed her. He grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her around. Their eyes met in the mirror and they stood staring into each others eyes for what felt like eternity. Muntaha couldn't handle the heat of his gaze anymore and looked down shyly making Faris chuckle. He moved all her hair to one shoulder and tied the tassel at the back. He then saw the golden neclace lying on the table. He had noticed she never took it off, last night she was wearing this necklace even though she had taken off every other jewellery and makeup which made him hide a smile. He picked up the necklace from the table and tied it around her neck. She, who was continuously looking down with her chin touching her chest, looked up when she felt something cold touching her neck. Her eyes again met his and this time she didn't look down. Actually, she couldn't look down as his grey orbs held her green ones captive. Faris then took something out from his pocket and handed it to Muntaha. She looked at her hand in confusion and realised he put some money in her hand. She questioningly looked back at him who kissed her temple and said, "Apna sadqa de dena." (Give your sadqa.) Crimson tinted her cheeks as he left the room leaving his wife in a whirlwind of emotions. The air around her giggled at the mess of a girl who stared at her husband's back with haya surrounding her. ~ This is a story about an 18-year-old girl Muntaha Saleem trying to follow her dreams. She's managing her grades as a scholarship student of a prestigious medical college. She's a know-it-all with a shy but sweet personality. Throw in Faris bin Zayyad Khan, the male version of beauty with brains. He's handsome, he's smart and he knows that. What happens when the both- the alpha male and the not-so-confident wallflower- are tied together in a knot by fate? This is my first story. Give it a try! :)
قلبِ آشنا💞   (Completed)✅ by UmemaAsif
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Qalb e Aashna is base on social issue....family melo drama and love story
Hiraeth by Cliche-lover24
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Hana Asfand, a beautiful, young and innocent girl of 18 years old, is the daughter of Asfand Shah. She is a hopeless romantic that belongs to an old-fashioned family. All of her cousins are older than her and they do not like her. Even her brothers don't like her. This cute and innocent girl has spent all her childhood in isolation and loneliness because of everyone's ignorance. The only people that love her dearly are her parents, Hiba Asfand and Asfand Shah. This innocent soul has an unconscious crush on her oldest cousin, Rayaan Shah, the son of her first Taya (Father's older brother). Rayaan Shah, a very observant and calm businessman of 28 years old, is the oldest from all of his cousins. After spending all of his teenage years in America for business studies and family business, he comes back to Pakistan to settle the business as well as to settle down. He is a very religious person and also wants his life partner to be a pious woman. He unconsciously notices his youngest cousin that is despised by all the other family members. But Rayaan notices that all the things that he wants for his other half to have are in his youngest cousin. Let's see how they overcome their age-gap and pursue their feelings in a very halal way. You are in for a beautiful ride of innocent love. This story is about a beautiful and innocent love that develops very slowly and develops into a very strong bond. Enter this beautiful ride of love with lots of typical family drama and cuteness of the main female lead. Join us to know how Hana is going to overcome everyone's ignorance and hate into acceptance and love.
Ishq | (complete) by saltysarrah
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When everything else was falling apart, Shehryar gave Laila the job as his assistant. Now here they are months later in a very symbiotic and platonic relationship until Shehryar's past comes face to face and he swears to destroy everything from his past. Can Laila stop him before he loses everything, including her?
Changing Relations ✔ by warishaahmed
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#Ranked 4 (27/07/19). Thank you so much my beautiful readers. Hanya Qureshi, a nineteen year old pampered daughter of Mrs & Mr. Qureshi, and a loving and caring younger sister of Hareem Qureshi. Zain Abdullah, a twenty six year old multi- millionaire. A loving son of Mrs & Mr.Abdullah and a caring and affectionate brother of Zarine Abdullah. He rules the business world, he is very possessive about his family. He is definitely a role model for every youngsters and every mother see a good son in law in him. But what happen when suddenly things changes or Relation changes??? "Hanya, we're glad you said that on your own. We all think that you'll be the perfect bride for him. You should get married to him." Her parents said. Three lives tied together, three relations that were given to them and every relation changed in a blink. Cover credit goes to @delicate_psyche
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
A Drop Of Petrichor [Complete] by AimmyB
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Sometimes all the parched valley of heart needs is a drop of Petrichor. Noor Fatimah hasn't had it easy but still she faces every obstacle in her life with a smile on her face and a firm faith in her heart. When circumstances shake the very base of her being , she comes across the worst nightmare of her life. But in all this her feet stumble upon a confusion she can't seem to understand. A confusion named Rayyan Ahmed Khan. He's cynical. He's a bad news. And he questions everything she's always believed in. Two very different people from two very different worlds cross paths. One is determined to get out of the dark shadows looming over her while the other cherish the darkness he's living from within. Can she be the drop of petrichor he needs? Or will he be the storm she's hell bent on avoiding. And will love have a role to play here? Highest Rank: 2 in Spiritual Winner of The Fiction Awards 2019
You, my Punishment (Islamic Story) by sssilentscreamsss
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"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)
Those Eyes |  A Poetry Collection ✔ by iamverda357
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I could write a million poems, about this stranger, with deep blue eyes, often messy hair, A tall figure, and an expressionless face. I could write, But I'm afraid to. Because it feels like if I start, It'll take forever to stop. *A poetry collection of eyes and silent stares, written at the late hours sometimes, when all is quiet, or at the beautiful evenings, just before sunset, with noises all around me. *Cover by @Hamna20 *All rights reserved.