Afghan Stories

Amina, an afghan girl, has been dreaming of the perfect love story ever since she was little. However, these ideas quickly got shut down by her strict parents. Jalal, who's just started his medicine degree, doesn't believe that love could be pure in this generation. What happens when the two meet for, what they think, is the first time?

My name is Ariadne and I never expected to fall in love. Alright, fine, I'm only 17 but hey! Sometimes a girl just feels like it won't happen. Mason was a surprise to say the least. But a good one and one I wouldn't trade. I'll be documenting our relationship here and I guess you're here for the ride. Enjoy and know that this is updated in real time. So as things happen to us, I'll let you know :) ----- A partially autobiographical romantic fiction. By Azzyana

A story of 5 SAS troops conducting a Search and Rescue mission for a missing NATO Estonian soldier in the deserts of Afghanistan.

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what happens when Inaya realizes her soulmate is their neighbour's quiet son, Hamza, who lives in the same apartment as her? will their fate be as simple as it seems or will the struggles of being in Afghanistan cause them trouble? by Hara

Syed and Gayatri didn't mean to fall in love. But love happens when you least expect it. It creeps up suddenly when someone needs attention, care, conversation, laughter and maybe even intimacy. Love doesn't look at logic, or at backgrounds and least of all, religion.

A story about the encounter between man and beast, where the latter might actually show more noble traits than the man himself. In the search to save his soul, the man comes across another bewildered creature, a weird woman. Love might save them both, but to what cost? A story about the traumas of war, redemption, loneliness and compassion, but also about the environment and the challenges facing native people worldwide.

This story follows two men a Soviet soldier that was in Afghanistan during the Russian invasion the other an American CIA Operative, this story will focus on a war that builds tension between nations and how far they will go to retrieve The Suitcase.

Do you have a spark in yourself that society doesn't support? Did you dare to dream big? Are u in the verge of giving up, breaking down? Is it too much? If yes, you're not alone. Million of others experience the same thing. However, many don't physically and emotionally know there is others with the same struggles, same pain. Knowing you're not alone is the biggest step in being strong and going after what you believe!! This book let's you share your experiences, have a voice. Most importantly, it let's the world hear your story and relate. Share and inspire. Be the change you want to see in the world. 🌍💫

His hold on her arm was so tight that she thought his nails were digging in her soft flesh. Amaan's jaw clenched, the muscles ticking in his mandible and as his hand left her tiny waist, he clenched her jaw roughly. His nails were digging in her jaw, and she whimpered in pain but didn't utter a single word. '' You have actually the nerve to wear something so revealing just to show to the people your flesh and to even think that by wearing this you can match to my status. But'' he paused and looked at her tearful eyes which were shedding tears nonstop. '' You don't know that whatever you do, you can't change your fate. You are nothing but a vestige. You don't deserve anything in this life not even this dress. If you sell yourself which nobody will even care about, still you can't even buy a single piece of this dress.'' Meet Amaan Rahmani a business tycon and Arzoo Rahmani an innocent girl. what happened when their future has been written in their childhood.

The Legacy of the Afghan Princess is a gripping tale of courage and sacrifice amidst the turmoil of war. Set against the backdrop of the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan, the story follows the harrowing journey of a princess determined to protect her family's lineage from annihilation. As the castle walls crumble and chaos reigns, a small band of loyalists embarks on a daring mission to safeguard the last hope of a nation. With themes of resilience, loyalty, and the indomitable human spirit, this poignant narrative captures the heart-wrenching realities of conflict and the enduring power of hope in the face of adversity.

“There are things in life I’ve learned I cannot change: I am an orphan. I grew up in poverty, poverty of the most wretched kind. I shall never forget the fear, the deprivation, the sense of hopelessness. At a young age, I witnessed the horrors of this world; etched in my memory are gruesome, macabre images, images that I cannot erase. For as long as I live, they will always be there—that I know.” These are the words of Ali Iqbal, orphaned at age five, forced to flee his homeland at age nine, abandoned by his foster parents at age eleven. Now happily married and living in America, one night he receives a phone call that throws his world into utter disarray. He must go back to the place of his childhood, to rescue his friend Ahmet—a friend he owes his life to.

Specially for Hindu and Muslim societies; Humanity is the best religion.

"I'm sure you mom couldn't contain her excitement and told you already about the fixed date of your engagement." My father announced. My mother let out a snort. He glanced at her, but shook his head and returned his full attention back on me. "I'm glad I haven't received any disrespectful behaviour from you my child" He continued. Yet, I thought and kept holding his gaze. "Raheem, take her phone and put Elaf's number in, as well as the rest of her in-laws." He told Raheem. I glanced confused at my mother and Sahar. Raheem snatched my phone from my grib and typed something on it before placing it back on the dining table. I kept my eyes at dad. "It would be good if you got along with youre in laws before marriage, they have a big family, namekhuda" He said and chuckled dryly. I couldn't take the tone of his voice, where is my father? Was this what money and material wealth did to people in the twentieth century? I dropped my gaze back to the floor. What happened to the conversative muslim family?