Modest Stories

They were never meant to cross paths-at least, not in any way that mattered. He carried his anger like armour, sharp enough to cut anyone who came too close. She held her faith like a quiet promise, even when she didn't yet know how deeply she needed it. From the moment they met, conflict sparked between them: harsh words, clashing beliefs, and a silent competition neither wanted to acknowledge. They were opposites in every way that counted, bound by circumstances they couldn't quite escape. But life has a way of softening hard edges. As days turned into weeks, something shifted. The arguments didn't stop, but beneath them grew an unexpected understanding. A shared vulnerability. A longing neither dared to name. And as he began searching for peace-real peace-he found himself drawn toward the faith he had once ignored. Their story is one of yearning and restraint of painful mistakes and the courage it takes to forgive. This is not a love born from perfection, but one forged slowly, gently, in the spaces where two wounded hearts learn to heal. It began with conflict. It grew with patience. And somewhere along the way, enemies became something far more complicated. "𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒓; 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆" ___________ [This story is completely fiction. Do NOT take it your hearts or hate on it. It's completely based on the author's imagination. Think before ruining someone's hard work!] ___________ Alas! Meet ya'll in the story!

"Can't fight for my faith... or maybe I just didn't know how." This is the story of a girl who looked strong on the outside but felt empty within. Confident, fearless, and admired by everyone-people called it her aura. But behind that confidence was a silent search for peace, meaning, and her Rab. She had never believed in love... until one unexpected moment changed everything. A new boy entered her life, and for the first time, her heart felt something different. She thought she was changing herself for him- her habits, her choices, her way of thinking. But the truth was deeper. What she thought was love... was actually guidance. That boy was never her destination- he was just a path. A path that slowly led her back to Allah. From losing herself in the world to finding herself in faith- this is not just a love story... it's a journey back to her Rab. (assalamualaikum everyone it's my first novel so please support me and show me your love, don't forget to vote thank you 😊)

🏅#1 in guy falls first "Have you seen her face before?" Zara's aunt whispered. "No," I replied, feeling a bit nervous. Not because of how she would look, but rather because she was now mine, and I was about to see her for the first time. "nikkah mubarik ho, Mrs. hamza ali malik" "I thought... you wouldn't come," she confessed, raising her eyes to meet mine. "why wouldn't i? After all this was all my stupid idea" I replied. ==================================== "You are my concern, Hazel, just mine," I said, breathing heavily with anger. My possessiveness had taken over. She pulled her arms away from my grip, frustration evident in her eyes. "I am not a possession for you to guard," she asserted. "You are" my voice unwavering, "a prized possession, exclusively mine." Her hazel eyes looked into mine, a mix of confusion and resistance evident in her expression. **description inside**

[Completed ✅] "A promise kept in secret. A love built on truth." To the world, Syeda Alfiya Shaikh is an enigma-a tech visionary who commands boardrooms in her niqab with unparalleled grace and a steel-like mind. She doesn't have time for the complications of the heart, until a strategic merger brings her face-to-face with Zaid Khan. Zaid is a man of few words and many shadows. As a single father to a fragile infant, he carries a secret about the child's lineage that he has sworn to take to his grave. He marries Alfiya for her intellect, seeking a partner to help him navigate the high-stakes world of business-not a mother for his daughter. But when Alfiya discovers the depth of Zaid's struggle and the vulnerability of his little Amanah, she makes a choice. In a journey of Sabr (patience), sacrifice, and the sacred bond of Rada'a (milk-kinship), can two guarded souls find a love that was written in the stars long before they met?

A love story of two completely opposite individuals who eventually find their love in Islam.

FLAWS & ALL Series #7: Bad [ongoing, slow update] From a school with full of dreams, there was a bad boy named Jarrell Aiden Macasero who had notoriously ill-tempered. Every student will afraid of him, especially when he gets mad. But despite his bad personalities to everyone, many woman students admired him. Until the day passed by, Jarrell's parents found out that the results of the grades were not good. So they decided to find a tutor to improve Jarrell's grades next semester. And then, he met a nerdy girl named Eloira-who makes his life changeable and unexpected feelings. Additionally, Eloira Mishi Lavisores-an working student who has a incredible talent when it comes to academics. A particular kind of dreamy woman. At first, Eloira declined to be Jarrell's tutor just because of the information she found out about him. But when she discovered Jarrell's actual nature beneath his demonic exterior, everything changed. started: 06/23/24 finished: -

"Louis?" "Yes Harry?" "I thought being in One Direction was supposed to be the time of our lives." "It was." "What changed that?" "Management I think." "I don't like them." "Neither do I." "Why not?" "Because now we're torn." Being in One Direction was supposed to be perfect for boys, Harry, Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall, an amazing chance to go places and bond with fans and each other… or so they thought. None of them would ever imagine the lengths they would have to go to, just to fix what is already torn.

Together

Zayn and Niall have been dating for a while. But when Zayn tells Niall he did something that could ruin everything Niall runs away. Niall finds a new lad, Jake. When Niall is gone Zayn never moves out of his room, will that push him to do something he regrets? Will Zayn and Niall ever get back to normal or where they want to be?

sexe

A 14 year old boy who fits in everywhere tries to figure what he wants to be in the future and where he belongs.

Britain, before the European referendum, a sliding doors moment. The political system is collapsing and a new party emerges with a strong Christian ethos, proposing radical social change. But they are just a tiny voice, extremists, and no one takes them seriously, until 2 general elections in barely six months changes everything. This is the story of a revolution and the people driving it and the people suffering from it. Love, hate, passion, deception, thrills and spills. Originally written before Covid or Brexit, this novel had several publishers interested for a while. It is my nod to Margaret Atwood, my Gilead tribute. But this could happen...

In the past, once upon a time, the leader of Modest was a friend (in war between the super powered) of the leader of Unknown. Modest's leader, being the selfish and bossy one, demanded for the Unknown's leader to do something so horrid that no one ever decides to speak of it. Unknown's leader, being the heroic and kindhearted one, refused to do so. This made Modest's leader furious. Modest burns down a warehouse that belonged to Unknown. At that moment, Modest and Unknown's alliance has fallen creating a war between themselves. After one mission including 4 boys, they receive a letter that may end the war if they cross the land belonging to Modest to get to Modest's HQ and take on Modest's leader (the second), the war may end and Unknown wins. If they lose the fight, well, they die and Modest wins. Along the way, not to sound so cheesy but, two of the four boys can't help but get themselves into something only the pair can fix.

Styles has 6 letters, Tomlinson has 9.

You know, when I look back on that time I don’t regret anything. I mean, yeah, there are things I wish I would have done, but I didn’t need to do them. Looking back, I had more love than some people have in a lifetime. It was amazing, truly, and I don’t think it would have been that way if it weren’t for him. The way he held me in his arms when I was shaking, cried when I told him, smiled when he got down on his knee and asked me to marry him, intertwined his fingers in mine every chance he got. That man was all I could ask for and more. He made me feel special, normal, especially normal. Someone in my situation just wants normal and he gave me that. He gave me everything I wanted, his love and his love only. I know how hard it was watching him do that for me, treat me with such kindness and practically not feel anything himself. It took guts, really. To not cry when I knew he wanted to, to not break down or break anything when he had every right to. He says I’m the strongest person he’s ever met, but in all reality he’s the strongest person I’ve ever met. He’s my hero. I look up to him. My only regret is not meeting him sooner and not spending more time with him. If I could have gotten to know him more, brush him hair out of his face one more time. If I could have told him I loved him five thousand more times. I loved him, more than I ever thought I could love someone. And I thank him for everything he gave me. My name is Louis Tomlinson. I have cancer, and I fell in love with a boy named Harry. Our story isn’t special, but he is.

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Harry und Louis, Louis und Harry, vom Fandom liebevoll Larry Stylinson genannt. Doch was, wenn sich während der Zeit in der Band wirklich Gefühle entwickeln. Liegt es nur an den Gerüchten, oder ist es wahr? Und wie reagiert das Management, Liam, Niall, Zayn und die Familie? Eine Larry Stylinson Fanfiction, bei der sich Louis und Harry durch Gefühle, Fans, Hass, Beards und Eifersucht kämpfen müssen. Aber sie sind doch ein Team... Oder? Oder nicht?