Finally We Met
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  • Reads 426
  • Votes 68
  • Parts 9
  • Time 37m
Ongoing, First published Mar 16, 2019
Assalamualaikum..and hello.. readers..
It's my first book. 
It's a story based on my real life and as well as my imagination.

 A story of two strangers... Kiya and Amaad
Who meet each other for the first time ever.. after a year of breaking their friendship or loveship..??  read to find out. What was between these two strangers.. and why did they broke their ship and what was their reaction after meeting each other.. and what will happen next. 

Let me give you all a short description on Kiya and Amaad..

Kiya.. Is in her 20's .. she is creative.. talented.. average looking..  not so fair.. but attractive.. introvert.. kind... and.. her one only dream is to become a scientist..

Whereas.. Amaad.. Is in his 20's.. he's amazing.. sarcastic...tall.. average looking.. with curly hairs.. quiet arrogant..reserved and practising Muslimah.. he's an employee in an IT firm..  His dream is to become a business tycoon.
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