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Journey Through Her Soul

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"I was homeless, without any parents and only a mere child- but my ill fate had not run low.

2 years after everything fell to pieces...

The neighbours who graciously took me and Deena under their wings had fed, clothed and loved us. 

That's why I never dared to spill the secrets which happened in the dark. 

2 days...

5 months... 

3 years...

6 years painfully crawled by and every night without fail he would sneak into my room and force me to do things. 

He warned me that Deena would suffer the same fate if I did not do as he said.

Mr Houmam knew. 

He knew of the tragic tale that I would endure night after night and yet he did nothing. 

Mrs Houmam probably suffered the same way. 

I could see it in her eyes. 

Her eyes never glowed like mama's; instead it was dim and misty; full of night time secrets - like mine."

"This is the journey through my soul." 

[When Dhaliyah finally escapes from a war torn Palestine as a refugee; she meets a gentle soul - Khalid Jabbar and an unlikely ally - Jake Lawson, in the bustling city of lights and love: London].All Rights Reserved

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Falling Short by Zanoobah

My life began in simplicity. I yearned for what any average girl would dream to become, in a world where expectations flourish, yet still being gullible to realise. Like a princess, or even possibly a narcissistic little girl who wants everything to herself, I disregarded the stories told to me during my bedtimes. That 'Beauty and the Beast' was only a figment of one's imagination. That a palace was even a torture ground to those who have absolute control over it, all its inhabitants, and all that are affected by it. The potential bestowed future had been ruined by innocent decisions of my heart, unknown to the tragedy it would inevitably render. In the end, it was my husband, whose gaze I interpreted as one of affection, who was my one and only betrayer. *** | Top Ranks | [#05 in 'Resilience' - 18/04/2023] [#06 in 'Solution' - 28/08/2024] *** Important Note: Those who are easily triggered are advised not to continue with this book. Thank you :)

Fate, Strings and a Scissors | ✓ by atovedd

What if you knew who your soulmate was? What if he lost the right to have the title? What if you absolutely needed to get AWAY from your bond? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After three long years, Jinnx was finally leaving the hospital and another three years later, she should have been over everything. But she wasn't. She couldn't sleep without her pills, felt like she was being puppeteered for most of her days and was positive the yellow string she sees around everyone is the measurement of their luck. Luck that she didn't have. And although she tried to act fine, she knew she had little time left before he -her soulmate- found her. What if your fate was already fixed? What if you found out you're not the leading male? What if you WANT to be the lead? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fashion icon and designer Aksel was perfection personified... until he started looking and listening. Until he opened his eyes. As strange as it seemed, he was sure the dark blue thread he started seeing on people were their trials. Their misfortune. And he avoided it. Then he met Jinnx who was so wrapped up in misfortune that he could hardly even see her. Judging her was easy till a discovery makes him see that they were actually the same -pawns in a scheme of unavoidable events already set in place to happen-. And he wasn't destined to win. They had a mission. Find out WHO was bending their fates, WHY they could see the stings and most importantly, HOW to sever them.

INSECURITIES. by sophia_ispeng

What happens when you fall for someone you know you're not supposed to fall in love with? ''It's cool to have insecurities Jasmine, but controlling it is what matters the most! Do you think I don't get insecure also? I fucking do, but I always keep it to myself. Keep saying those words, keep doing those things Jasmine. That is what makes me love you more. But humans and promises tho, I knew I could never trust humans. Let it not look as though I am forcing the friendship. But whatever you thought of me Jasmine, leaving you is trash. I think I'm doing much talking now, Let's forget about US!'' ***** Do you like complications? Because this is one hell of a complicated relationship! 16 years old Jasmine Wilson has everything a teen could wish for. Everything, but happiness. She has lived in pretence all her life, covering up the hollow within her with a facade of happiness. But after praying to God to send her someone would understand and treat her with importance, someone that would make her smile genuinely, She met Dave. Dave Smith. Someone who finally treated her like she mattered. Will her insecurities get in the way of her new found happiness? Will these two have a chance of being together despite all circumstances? Find out as you read!

The Blood Order by esthersteel_

"Are you coming to bed firefly?" He says to me laying his hands over my waist joining me in looking over the city. "I want to look out for a little longer if that is alright?" I mumble hoping that he heard me anyways, I wasn't ready to walk into that bedroom, and I don't think I ever would be. "Of course, I'll be getting ready for bed, come in whenever you are ready." He says confidently and walks away leaving my waist cold something for which I am grateful. Especially when my mind burns with other more dangerous thoughts. The warmth that forever lingers in the air, never burning the skin, but always reminding about what is around us. I force air into my lungs feeling the unexpected warmth fill me. He stands in the room watching me even though he said he was getting ready for bed. He is worried about me, about me jumping. I have contemplated it I will admit, but he would stop me before I fell even two feet. I was stuck, and no one could save me. Not even myself, my fucking weak self. His presence is demanding no matter where we are, but right now I could sense everything about him, and I try to suppress the unwanted feelings that curl right under my skin. "Firefly? About done?" He calls out and I release my hand from the guard rail not realizing that as I looked at the lights that covered the shining city with the falling fire in the background that my subconscious was thinking about how nice it would be... how relieving it would be... to just fall. True freedom. I take a step back and wrap my hands together turning around to a fully clothed unchanged man and nod once. I could see the fear in his eyes that I would, he knows if he gave me the chance... I wasn't ready for this, but I had to survive. No matter what. Highest Ranks: #17 In Romance #5 in Soulmates

Old Love Dies Hard (spinoff of life happens) by InfinitelyRadiant

COMPLETED: 28th OCTOBER, 2017 --------------------------------------------- "Every time she cried she remembered that every teardrop is a waterfall but her tears weren't waterfalls, they were floods and every time they came, they shook the building of her soul to its foundation. Yet, like floods do, they spread a layer of oblivion over her soul so it wouldn't know it was falling apart" -------------------------------------------------------- Think of the worst possible thing that can happen to you? Does losing your parents, one way or another, count? Because that is what Amna has been through. She lost her father to death and her mother to life. But she gained some beautiful relations throughout those intense years too. Nonetheless, she's one of the most cheery people out there Her theory: all that is wrong with her life is because of her. Then, just like a breath of fresh air, comes Mason Rogers and both of them become best friends instantly while Amna is on vacation. 5 years pass They cross paths again by a certain coincidence on Amna's part and no coincidence at all on Mason's part. But there is something peculiar about Amna. She's no longer one of the most cheery people. She has changed like the day turns into the night. Like the sun is replaced by the moon. Now it is up to Mason to figure her out, to bring back the girl he calls his best friend. Amna tries hard to resist Mason, to not let him break down her walls. Fate has its own plans, and they will unfold in the most beautiful way possible --- or will they? That's for me to write and for you to find out DISCLAIMER: This story contains Muslim characters but they don't "depict Islam" in any way. This story can also be read as a stand alone

That Kind Of Love ♡︎ by sidnaazxsparkle

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Her Hidden Self | ✓ by mysteriouslypoetic

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Falling Short

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