Travlers Stories

For hundreds of years the Dopplegänger twins Nadia and Katerina Petrova have been on the run. Nothing will ever help and they will never find a way out. If hell exists we'll get the tickets for the front row. - Nadia No place is save, always running, nowhere to hide, nowhere to go, the tears always falls and death always follows. They will never be parted even if death is the only way out. [I do not own the vampire diaries, it belongs fully to the writes of the series.  The only thing that belongs to me is Nadia Petrova a.k.a Katherine's twin sister.]

Musafir 1:[traveler 1] Name:Marwa Khan Age:17 Musafir 2:[traveler 2] Name:Mudasar Raheem Age:19 What happens when these two Musafirs[travelers] meet each other on their safr-e-zindagi [jorney of life]? What happens when they are not able to reach each others expectations?What happens when misunderstandings arise between them? Will these two Musafirs be able to save each others journey of life or will the damage be more severe then they imagined? Join Marwa and Mudasar on thier safr-e-zindagi[journey of life] and find out what happens when two Musafirs,complete strangers for each other,are tied together to walk on the same path of thier safr-e-zindagi. A cute love story with lots of twists and turns. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!MY WORK IS NOT TO BE USED OR ADAPTED IN ANY WAY WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!! PLS REPORT IF YOU SEE MY WORK BEING COPIED! (well except the songs as they are not mine);-)

His eyes went on for miles and yet each mile was filled with stars that could rival those of even the most prepossessing night sky -yet she stood there silently watching him standing there with those night-sky eyes staring right back at her with the same struck expression. "I'm traveling all over the States, what does it look like I'm doing?" Odessa exclaimed, feeling caged, her hands fiddling with the bottom of her sweater as if the simple distraction will save them from Antares' unwavering gaze. "No, you're not. What are you doing, Odessa, not what you think you're doing but what you are actually doing?" He continued on, just as serious as he was five minutes ago when he'd asked her the same question; a question that was beginning to unravel the emotions she'd worked hard to keep locked away. "Bloody hell, if I'm not traveling then what am I doing, Antares?" She asked angrily, refusing to continue playing whatever game he was trying to frustrate her with, something that seemed to be a past time of his. "You're running." He whispered.