Noor Stories

"අන්තිමේ මං පිළිගන්නවා.. දෙවියොන්ට මට හොඳ ජීවිතේකට ආශිර්වාද කරන්න ඕන උනාම.. එයා මගෙ ජීවිතේට එව්වෙ එයාගෙ හුස්මටත් වඩා මට ආදරේ කරන මේඝව කියලා"🌕✨ - මේඝගෙ නූර්! ______________________________________ ©️all right reserved Start - 2024/02/01

It's a fanfiction about two persons who meets in bigg boss house having different personalities but still their vibes got matched .

He was born a prince, but chose to be a healer. Jamal bin Rashid Al Maktoum, crown prince of Dubai, hides behind a stethoscope and a quiet life in Nigeria. Trained to rule, yet passionate about saving lives, he never imagined his most difficult case would also be the one that changes everything. She was raised in royalty, but lives in the dark. Maryam Noor Al Majali, daughter of royal bloodlines, has spent her life searching for answers her mother never dared to give. Behind her grace and smile lies a silent illness - and a past wrapped in secrets. What happens when destiny brings together two hearts... and one hidden truth? --- 🥈#2 Jordan 09/12/25 ©2025

Ta fadi ƙarya ɗaya ba da mummunan manufa ba sai don ta fita daga cikin halin da ta tsinci kanta.. Will this one lie come back to haunt her???

Miss Peregrines Home for Peculiar children fanfiction! What happens when the children go to high school? Follows on from The Desolations of Devils Acre, and from my other fanfic, Maybe (Enorace), although this can probably be read as a stand-alone. I do not own any of these characters. They belong to Ransom Riggs. I also do not own the cover. Please tell me what you think!

Ranked #02 in spiritual. 18/09/16. Alhamdulillah "Please don't." I said taking few steps back and he clenched his jaw. "Why not?" He was literally confused as he took a step closer. I gulped. "Cause you are. Na mehram." I whispered and his frown deepened. ---------- She was just another girl who met Him under the strangest circumstances. But once he rest his eyes on her, it was like impossible to look away. She intrigued him. He scared her. But you know, there are no coincidences, Its all perfect plan of ALLAH Subhan O Tallah. ---- "Hoping for him is like hoping for natural blue roses." I looked up from my hands and frown at Mrs. Khalid. "Uh.. you mean they are rare to find?" I asked confused and she gave me a small smile, which quite dint reached her eyes. "Blue roses don't exist." She informed and I blinked at her. Momentarily, Speechless. ••••

𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮.....🍁 The weigh of her destiny rests upon her shoulder, not a crushing burden , bus as a crown she wears with quit strength. Her gaze, though soft, holds the unwevaring resolve one who knows, her path, and her heart though tender, beats with the rhythm of a warrior's spirit. She carries the hope and dream of those he seek to save, not as a burden, but as a reminder of the power she wields, the power to change her own fate , and perhaps the fate of the world. The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touch - they must be felt with heart 3 couple in this story. " IN HER HANDS, DESTINY FOUND ITS CHAMPION":::*************

En cours... ________________ Djibril: PUTAIN MAIS LACHE MOI ZBI TU ME FAIS MAL ! Moi: reste en place stp c'est mon travail arrête de faire l'enfant. Il recule et attrape la main avec laquelle je nettoyais sa plaie. Djibril: j'ai dit lâche moi. Il me regarde avec ses yeux transperçant et se lève avec difficultés, il s'approche dangereusement de moi jusqu'à ce que je sente mon dos toucher le mur. Djibril: c'est moi qui te paies donc tu fais ce que je dis et tu fermes ta gueule, sors maintenant. Il avait dit ça tellement froidement que ça en faisait presque peur. Moi: Non je m'en fiche que tu ai la haine contre moi, je suis là pour te soigner donc c'est ce que je vais faire [...] ________________ Salam Aleykoum les filles, je m'appelle Noor, j'ai 19 ans au moment du début de la chronique qui débute en 2021. J'ai décidé de vous raconter cette histoire, déjà parce que j'aime bcp raconter ma vie, mais aussi pour vous faire part de mes erreurs, mes réussites, mes joies, mes peurs... et de toute mon histoire avec LUI... 🤍

My name is Noor . I'm the sunshine version of a person . And he is the grumpy version. His name is Zohaib Malik. Well I don't like grumpy people but I think it's just destiny. Best ranking: #delhi - 7 #hindi - 5 #India - 328 #Noor - 1 #sunshine - 61 #neighbours - 83 #muslim - 144 #wattpadauthours - 55 #wattpadindia - 41 #sunshinexgrumpy - 5 #desi - 156 #grumpy - 57 #wattpad - 997 #urdu -78

This is set directly after The Desolations of Devil's Acre. Mostly, I will be adding to the annoyingly tiny amount of cannon Horace and Julius content. It's going to be like a plot/romance thing. Definitely will be fluff; I'm not opposed to smut, so I might add some in when it's appropriate. (only change I'm making from cannon is Horace's age for this purpose; him and Julius are around 15/16 now, like the other older kids, so a bit more appropriate if I add it in) I will probably also add in other ships if/when I feel like it. I know my ratings aren't high, but I just stared writing on here so cut me some slack! I promise I'm awesome and descriptive and I will make all of your HoracexJulius dreams come true! If you hate this, blame Ransom Riggs for not tying up the storyline. #Horius (yes I just made that up because this book literally came out like three before I started writing this) All characters belong to Ransom Riggs blah blah blah

Al-Noor Orchard Plots Al Noor Orchard to have residential plots with in side the following 4 classes as consistent with records acquired from their personnel. However like Al-Jalil Garden, we aren't certain approximately the smallest reducing of three Marla to be featured in it or now no longer.

Enemy's to lovers

From Queen Helen to Jill Pole, an aesthetic and a brief summary of the character, as seen though my eyes. Long Live The Narnian Women!

FINALLY... I've been accepted. To the film school. I've wanted to go to this school since I was 4 years old. My father often talked about it. The film school in Brussels, the best film school in all of Belgium. I'm Jennifer, by the way-Jen or Jennie to friends. I have a boyfriend, a best friend I've known my whole life, and the best family I wouldn't trade for anything. Well... what can I say? My life is pretty much perfect. But how long will it stay that way? ✨️New chapter every Tuesday✨️ Check my account for the dutch translation!

Reflection! A description of a fiction of a lover describing herself beween her boyfriend's arms! It's how i created this fiction wish you like it!