"Did you love her?" I looked down not wanting to see the expression in his eyes. His warm hand gripped my chin and pulled it upwards. "Trust me Inaya, when I say this. You are the first and the last woman I'd ever love. You have no idea of the effect you have on me. The way you smile at the smallest things, the way your forehead creases when you're focusing too much or when you bite your lip in nervousness. I love each and everything about you." ~•~ After completing her medical, Inaya is getting married to Ahsan. But what happens when a change of events takes place and instead of Inayan Ahsan, she ends up as Inaya Zayaan? Four years ago, Zayaan saw a girl and ever since then, she was the only one he wanted. But he has a secret. What happens when he finally gets her somehow? Find out what happens as two strangers slowly fall in love. Will they have a happily ever after? *People from all over the world and religions are invited to join this journey of cliche romance:) Editing in process... #1 in muslim #8 in moving #2 in muslimlovestory #6 in wattpadromance #28 in wattpad

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

Hey guys!! I have came here with a new Story! New concept!New plot! New Characters! This story is by my friend MIZBA KHAN Hope you guys like it! :) Enjoy reading ;)

Its a manan fanfiction. How a 15yr old boy found a new born baby and fell in love with her a first sight.

"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:)

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Nandini is in love with someone and is about to marry him but what comes in between that she marries someone else. To know more, just peep in... Warning:- It has a lot of mistakes and I wrote it long time ago when I was a kid.

Its about manan and there love story.....and cute family and friends...

This story is about our very own manan, who are arranged in such a way that they slowly and gradually fall in love and enjoy their own family time with everyone This is my first manan story.... So let's giving begin the story... So let us join in the journey to see our manan fall in love..

Nandini Murthy, an orphan, architect Manik Malhortra, music composer turned actor Their special first meet, coming into contact, fitting into each other's lives and poles apart professions, balancing their lifestyle, escaping the eyes of media and fans to keep their relation a secret and so on and on...