i'm middle eastern and i'm (not) a terrorist
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Guilted: Wars Against The Past (Editing)
The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]Tamamlanmış Hikaye
My Dad Is A Gospel Legend✅️
I am reverting it how I had it and I will try to remember what I had in this book so I used the initial cover or one of the covers I made and so I will just go by what I remembered yall so please be patient with me.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
Mending The Broken Ties
A story of Muslim family mainly based on brotherhood about two brothers crossing each other's path after a whole decade, dive into the story to see how they mend their broken ties! Warning: may contain non-sexual, non-abusive disciplinary punishment scenes. Don't read if you are uncomfortable! Thankyou!
Paradise | ✓
✧˖° a collection of short stories ✧˖°
Depends Of Us : Online Relation (18+)
This all story about Online Relationship as a friends, as Special Someone with strangersTamamlanmış Hikaye
Izzat An-Nisa (Pakistani Short Stories)
Is it not love when the two made for one another find solace in each others' eyes? When they don't hurt but rather experience joy together? When they don't burn in the embers of their passion but rather enjoy its warmth? Is it still love if the two are so madly besotted with one another than they couldn't bear to hurt the other? Is it still love if it doesn't hurt? A different kind of love. A normal kind of love. For that which burdens the character of a woman, is not love at all. Following three couples as they not only navigate love, but honor, and pride as well.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
The Love That Saved Me 💗
True Story DISCLAIMERS: - All characters are anonymous for privacy reasons - This story took place in Egypt so week days are from Sunday to Thursday! - Egyptians are extremely affectionate, even ones you aren't very close with so don't take this as a gr00m!ng type of story - This happened between a student and teacher that are both female! - Our country is an Islamic country, so expect holidays you wouldn't usually hear about being featuredTamamlanmış Hikaye
Grown ups ✔
Part two of June and Zach's storyTamamlanmış Hikaye
The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]
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