Repetance Stories

Our story starts from Anirudh marrying Manorama and left Bondita in trauma. Even her own mother gave consent to her jamayibabu . She is insulted very badly in public. what will shattered Bondita do now ? What step will she take now? How will Anirudh realise his grave mistake and rectify it?

After waking up from a six months long comatose I dont know anything. The prognosis says I have Retrograde Amnesia. For now I am patient no. 302. Thats my room no. & my new name. Mehek a stranger whose words brought me into consciousness is now a good friend. When she asked to recall anything about myself I kept mum. I had no answers. Until today... Me: I know him!!! I know these eyes. Mehek: Dude are you sure? I mean he is a well known businessman of Delhi. Me: I am sure Mehek. Its him. I can identify these eyes anytime..anywhere.

Abhijit's unwavering devotion becomes Vansh's only shield when he is broken, abandoned, and shunned by the world. Years later, standing at the threshold of a new life, Vansh is forced to choose between his future and the brother who once held him through hell. He chooses wrong. Now, burdened by guilt and regret, Vansh must face the question that will define him forever-can repentance mend what betrayal shattered, or has he lost the devotion of the one person who loved him without condition? Once, Abhijit stood at the edge of an impossible choice-his own life, or his brother's. He did not hesitate. He chose love. He chose sacrifice. He chose to stay. Years later, that same brother becomes the hand that wounds him. Betrayal cuts deeper than any hardship he once endured. Now the question is no longer about sacrifice, but about mercy. Can a heart that gave everything learn to forgive what shattered it? And if forgiveness comes... will the fracture ever truly heal?

Before the Great Flood, the Watchers were the most radiant beings ever created angels of light, guardians of mankind. But desire changed them. Their beauty twisted, their hearts darkened, and the light of Heaven turned away. When Ramazes, a messenger from above, descended to warn them, their true ugliness was revealed not in their faces, but in their souls. Yet even in their corruption, some still longed to return... to be forgiven, to be made pure again. This is not a tale of monsters. It's a story of fallen angels who wanted redemption and the divine mercy that still reached them, even in their most disgusting form. "No creature is too filthy for God's forgiveness... if only they choose to return."

From the Biblical Perspective of Isaiah 37:17 (KJV) 📖🔥 O Lord of hosts, God of Israel, that dwellest between the cherubims, yhou art the God, even thou alone, of all the kingdoms of the earth: thou hast made heaven and earth. God bless, Jesus loves you 🥰🙏

Soon, insha Allaah, the month of Muharram is coming upon us and we will begin another Hijri year. Just as the devout Muslim eagerly awaits any chance to earn good deeds and gain Allaah's Good Pleasure, and is careful not to transgress any boundaries, we should prepare ourselves for the coming of the month of Muharram. This is because Muharram is one of the four months that are SACRED in the eyes of Allah. "Verily, the number of months with Allaah is twelve (in a year): It was so ordained, by Allaah on the Day when He created the heavens and the earth; of them, four are sacred. That is the right religion, so wrong not yourselves therein..." [al-Tawbah 9:36] These four months, according to the Prophet (pbuh) are Dhul-Qa'dah, Dhul-Hijjah, Muharram and Rajab. (Bukhaari)

Thirty Three year old Carlie Carson is riddled with guilt and humiliation after going against her religious beliefs and falling in love with a man who wants nothing to do with marriage or religion. She is tormented knowing soon she will have to face the shame of confession and return to the only life she has ever known .... Christianity and the Congregation. On the other hand , her heart is cemented in a world of passion and pleasure with her first love She loves both worlds, but is fully aware she has to choose one.

As a Christian, and a lover of characters in fandoms like Mha or Marvel. I used to read a lot fanfics but not the ones glorying God or the ones you'd want to read in public. And I if I did read something clean or fluffy it wasn't really edifying my spirit-it was more so edifying my flesh. I wasn't really getting anything out of it aside from a good read whereas Christian stories, or faith based stories have a deeper core message for the one who wants to grow their faith. Anyway, hear me out! If you love fanfics, fandoms and Jesus I've got something for you! 💌

Who says love always has to be sweet and magical? Who says love is a happy place and brings merriment in life.? Love is a poison.

Has this ever happened to you? You read a passage or two from a book, and you just can't stop yourself from finishing it.. You take one sip from a drink, and helplessly gulp down the whole glass.. You start reading Harry Potter, and you just have to read the whole series (bad example, but makes one understand the point easily). Why does that happen, by the way? One sip can convince you enough to drink a large glass of a certain drink. One passage, and you're ready to go through the whole book, regardless of its thickness. Copied from the blog :- https://knowinghearts.wordpress.com/

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A Boy, A prayer, an accident, and a change of story. Elijah Moore, a young talented basketball player, lost his faith in Christ after a terrible car accident killed his family. Years later, He struggles to regain his faith, but not before facing all kinds of temptations. Will it work? Will God's love and mercy still hang over him? Or will he fall to the devils antics?

This story revolves mainly around Nandini and Manik aka Manan. This story is how both will fall in love but they won't express their love. One mistake made by Manik will make Nandini leave everything by leaving her family and friends behind. The story proves that love is not easy but it is how you express. Lost and found and many more things. Both will face lots of ups and downs in their personal as well as professional life. How they overcome everything and become one. Hi i am just so happy and glad to share that on 9th May 2018, my story has been Ranked as Number 1 under repentance category.. Keep supporting guys. Love you all ⇥jcpLw4KZ⇤

Fallen angels cannot repent. Why can they not repent? What can we learn from this theme to strengthen our Christian life? Read more..

Quran For All - In Every Hand, In Every Heart. For a woman, a good husband is the best thing in life This very world can become Paradise What are the things he should do and not do Keep on reading and I will tell you

"Go! Just... go okay?!" As she miserably forced me out and slammed the door before me, the gentle breeze the door made upon the faint collision, bracing my forehead. Tears began streaming from her eyes and she fought desperately to keep them back, like the last droplets of water to reluctantly seap from a tap. My heart sank, ripping apart as it did. I hated seeing her like this, hated whenever we fought, hated how I was always at fault... How'd I get here? I promised myself I wouldn't fall, not again... not ever. What has become of that? She's the first person since... well, "my past" that has been able to break down the prison walls I had built, and force her way into the bunker I had buried my heart in. She's the first person to actually tolerate the desolate state in which she found my heart. First person not to run away at the sight of it's frozen, shattered, hurt core. She picked up the broken pieces and took her time to put them back together, no matter how sharp they were or how much they sliced and jabbed at her, no matter how much I try to destroy her... I knew I didn't have another heated argument in me today, so I braced for the stairs... as my fingers graced the smooth, steel skin of the rails, I turned back, like two opposite poles of a magnet the force of our attraction reeling me back in. Hesistating to knock at her door again, I pushed it wide open and let myself in. She had been waiting for me, tears still running down her face, despite her rigorous attempts to stop them. I couldn't do it, I couldn't just give up like that, we've come too far... *Undergoing updates and editing*

#184 in ROMANCE(13-12-17) #206 in ROMANCE(12-12-17) The story of anger, hurt, betrayal, vengeance , unrequited love, ruthlessness...and above all HATE..The intensity of which was so much that it could burn mountains to ashes. The story of a man who destroyed a girl so mercilessly that she lost everything...literally. The story of a girl who was punished for the mistakes she never committed, never known until she stumbled upon them by the rude reality of life..by the very same person whom she loved and worshiped till she was burned in the same love...hoping that one day he will love her back which he pretended he did, but she realized too late that all was a facade...her imagination..And a day came when her last bit of hopes were brutally crushed and she was punished to love, punished to live..punished to rot in the darkest pit of hell ... What will be the fate of these two people? Will they be able to douse the burning hell by the intensity of their feelings or will the hell burn them with its intensity? --PREVIEW-- She didn't knew where she was heading. She was just dragging her feet where they would take her. 'You thought I love you. Haha. What a joke.Want to know the truth.Then listen I never loved you.I never will.I love someone else.She is my life.' Her eyes were full of unshed tears and few tears made their way down her cheeks. The path from where she passed had blood drops trailing behind her. She didn't knew from where the blood was oozing out. In fact she didn't even knew that she was bleeding. A sob escaped her throat. A gut wrenching sob. 'You disgust me Khushi Kumari Gupta.I hate you.I hate you like hell' Her sob grew louder and than she was sobbing clutching a fist full of her kameez. She walked sobbing,shaking and staggering. Then out of nowhere a truck came and a loud honk filled the road and than **CRASH** A pool of blood could be seen around a body. (READERS DISCRETION ADVISED) (Cover by a very dear friend of mine: Jas❤)

Quran For All - In Every Hand, In Every Heart. Let me tell you the ways to get to his heart Delicious food is where you should start A really good meal - there's nothing like it Be it steak or biryani, kebabs or fish