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"So, all the little moments... they just don't matter to you?" "Of course they do! It's just that it's not... right. We will never be a match." "Why does it always have to be what others view us as? Can't we just like each other without you worrying about what others think?" ____________________________ Detailed blurb of this book will be inside... A story of a boy and a girl with very different backgrounds falling in love, along with heartwarming sceneries, funny moments, friendships, family, delinquents, and breaking the stereotypes.

A/N: You don't have to be Muslim or Desi to read this book. It's for everyone. I write for everyone not for just one particular group/ sect/ religion/ culture. -- ❝ I think what I wanted most was just a little more time with you, just a few more moments to hold you close before life got in our way. ❞ "Munizeh," He places his hand on my head, smiling weakly at me. "It's okay, I can understand. The girls of your age somehow mistakes affection for love." Tears well up in my eyes but I hold them back. Blinking the tears away, I give him a lip tight smile and assure him. "Of course, Tabesh. You are right. The girls of my age do mistake affection for love." - Orphaned at a young age, Munizeh was adopted by a single mother. Now after eight years, she finds herself stuck in a complicated love triangle between her university friend and a successful fashion designer.

"So guys just use you to get over their exes and somehow you make them go running back to who they "truly love"?" "And girls use you to get an in with your hot best friend. What a messed up pair we are." I said A story about the side hoe and the best friend.

Within her was the rising wave of memories, bowling over in violent tides, trying to crash through the barrier she had built over the years. She could feel the force that shook the restraints, leaving her almost breathless. She won't let it happen. The bang intensified, shaking and nearly spilling. She held back, pushed back, her fist tightening. What roared inside her was the need to breakdown and the need to remember a dark past.

in which a girl who is hopeless at geometry is tutored by the most infuriating boy on earth - extended summary inside

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"My Existence Matters" is a book which revolves around the introvert society of subcontinent in early 1980s. The book takes the reader into past and tells them the hardships faced by Ijaz (the protagonist) , the cruel time he suffered from, his courage,his determination, his patience. This book is a written figure of his life. The book takes you to that black phase of our world that doesn't wants happiness to reach our doorsteps and gives anxiety a full support. Ijaz is a person of tolerance, a person of love , a sign of brotherhood indeed. The book narrates his journey itself and tells everyone that how he became inspiration for the wold. the writer of this book , Abubaker, is ijaz's younger son and is one of them who are inspired by Ijaz and admire his patience.After being inspired by Ijaz he decided to fill his life into the pen and write it down on paper, so that it might be able to inspire many others. Many of us don't believe in destiny but whatever Ijaz is today he is just because of his destiny. Thanks Abubaker Ijaz

honey, if you want to live your life peacefully, you need to follow the rules of the universe. a collection of poems by yossi novia since 2018 amazing cover by @shadriella all rights reserved.

A girl named Firdaus, with an unusual name and equally unusual dreams sets off on her journey to find designing liberty and appreciation of experiments in the indian fashion industry and from fighting the odds establishes herself as the owner of the most happening brand mexyou.

Anika Rivdabough wants go out of existence. In a desperate attempt to make sure she actually doesn't do anything stupid to herself, she writes 116 letters. Letters, where each one has a reason to keep on living in existence. © 2022-present sylvia mahmood / aureatekey. all rights reserved. This body of work is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen and you may be at risk of malware. Please notify the original author.

❝the stereotypes tattooed on our foreheads from birth do not define us ❞ ▁ [©vintagecities 2017 | rewriting 2019]

He was a burnt out firecracker, and she was his final spark. Short story( I hope)

"Noona?!" "Hey buttercup." Where he befriends BigHit's major sponsor. feat. Jeon Jungkook and Vincenzo Cassano

When a good girl-bad boy relationship breaks up, so does their bonds from the set-in-stone stereotypes. In this case, the bad boy picks up the camera, instead of the fist, and show the world how we used to be before the stereotypes hit the ground- with Lexi- the online sensation. So, kiss your love notes goodbye, 'cause some 'new jazz is gonna hit this place.' (in Lexi's words, that is.)

Divorcee Sondra McAuley is a devoted mother of four children residing in a safe environmental area of Boston when she earns a promotion at the Boston Police Department where she is acquainted with newcomer, Jeffrey Dallas for the role of the department's records clerk. Things struck a chord when two of Sondra's kids witness the shooting of their best friend from childhood. It is up to Sondra to inspire her children to raise their voices for what their mother taught them between right and wrong, bringing justice for their friend, and to make the world a better place as well as improving society in addition to fighting racism, causing both individuals to fall for each other.

This story is about a niqabi, Shaziya who is working as a dietitian.She is a very emotional person and is extremely attached to deen because she feels her Lord is watching her constantly.She practices Islam from heart because she is aware about the fact that Malak ul Maut will approch her anytime. She is the new Shaziya...the old in her is deeply burried also she is not intrested in being that same person ever... And it was all because of him...He was the oxygen to Shaziya but everything changed when he left... ************************* Assalamu Alaikum (wrwb) Alhamdulillah...this is my second story in wattpad and very...very...very...close to my heart... Hope you all enjoy reading it... Please let me knw about this story.. luv u all..