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Nama aku Dahlya Ariana binti Abdullah. Korang boleh panggil aku Ari. Aku seorang yang dingin, muka ketat, ego tinggi melangit, susah nak senyum lagi-lagi dengan kaum lelaki, panas baran dan cepat melenting kalau ada orang usik aku. Aku berperwatakan sebegini sebab aku ada trust issues lagi-lagi dengan yang opposite gender dengan aku. Nanti aku ceritakan kenapa aku boleh jadi macam nie. Hanya dengan mummy and daddy jerr aku tersenyum dan manja. Sebab dorang jerr lah yang aku percaya dan sayang.
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Anfal's Ibtihaj ✔
" I do!!" She said in shaky tone. It was still unbelievable for her that her dad made her deal with a Mafia king just for some pennys. She could see the smirk of her ownership in his eyes and a golden cage in which she will have to spend her rest of life. _______________ "Let's see how will you wear all these shameless clothes in my house!!" He said throwing glowing match stick on a pile of clothes in front of him. She was looking at him with wide eyes. "Hey..Stop!!!" She tried to stop him but he yanked her away making her fall on ground. "Remember that I am not your fucking Hassan who will bear all your these shitty tantrums!! This is my house and here follows the rules I, Ibtihaj Ibrahim Usmani makes!!!" He said clenching her jaw. ______________ She was an innocent soul. He kills mercilessly. She was an independent bird. He used to cage birds. He hates her dressing. She hates everything about him. Both were loathing each other's existence not knowing that Allah has bounded them the day they were born till the day of judgement. A story of a girl who never gave a damn about religion. Fashion was her life but there came a point in her life when she wanted to change but the thought disturbed her was that will Allah forgive her?? A story of a man who never thought about a single girl. His work, his gang, his people were all he cared about. They say love can change anyone and anything!! let's see how love changes shameless dressing of Anfal and beasty nature of Ibtihaj. Let's see how they become from "Anfal" and "Ibtihaj" to "Anfal's Ibtihaj". Will Anfal's quest of making Ibtihaj "Anfal's Ibtihaj" be completed?? An enthralling and heart quenching tail of a Mafia man and a normal girl. If you are depressed and thinks that you are worthless and you are big sinner that Allah will never love you ever and forgive you... then!! My beautiful and precious gem!! this story is for you!!❤ Alteast give it a try!! 😊 ~Thank youAbgeschlossene Geschichte
THE LOST MEMORIES
Ismahani Ixora the mixed American and Malay girl who come from a wealthy family, had lost her memory. She realise that the people around her try to hide something from her. She try to find herself with the help from her best friend, Adam and moving into her old country. She can't know anything about it."said my daddy. "She deserves to know. No, she needs to." said Adam. "Fine, tell her and help her find her memory back. But, at the end she was the one who will be hurt. Did you have forgot what happens before. If she knows about it, I'm sure she will be shock and can't accept it. She will hurt herself again. We can't lose her again, she was our only daughter." reply my daddy. "I don't care if she don't remember anything about me. I even hope that she will never get her memory back. I her mother, I will accept and take care of her even though she does not know about herself." Said mommy while rubbing my hair. What exactly happened and what kind of past and secret is it ?Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Boss • l.ty & w.yh
Then you feel warm lips place a soft kiss on top of your head. Although they were gone as soon as they were there and his hands let go of your cheeks. And all that could be heard next were footsteps and the deafening silence that the night gave. A minute later and you finally look up only to realize that he's gone. And along with him was all of the warmth and false hope that you helplessly held on to. ××××× "Do you want me to save you?" "What?" "If you want me to save you then I'd give the files to Mark and get you back" You let out a bitter chuckle upon hearing his words "You must've gone insane because I know that you wouldn't sacrifice your whole gang for me!" "I heard a story about this girl and guy who had responsibilities from a little someone and realized something. I'm not letting you go twice so just tell me if you want me to save you and-" "-no" ××××× You never asked for a messed up life that involved guns and roses but once you got it, you never thought of having your normal life back until you met him. And now you're stuck between a gang leader and the sniper from his rival gang. ©NicholasEC | edited until chapter 19 |Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Dil Se Rooh Tak
Arrey suno, suno! Let me introduce myself properly-naam hai Rooh Manra. Free-spirited artist by profession, total nautanki by nature, and a dancer at heart. I live in the heart of London with my maha strict but secretly softie older brother, Dil Manra. Life's been good, masti and all, except for one chhoti si dikkat-six years ago, I lost my memories. Poof! Gone. Mera pura past, wiped out like a blackboard before a new lesson. Now, I should have been all dard bhari kahani about it, but life moves on, na? So, I made peace with it. Or so I thought. Because then, India happened. The minute I set foot here something ajeeb started happening. Places looked jaane pehchaane, strangers felt like long-lost rishtedaar, and I started getting woh filmy déjà vu waali feeling-like my past was hiding in plain sight, just waiting to say, "Surprise, Rooh!" I mean, imagine eating at a random street stall and suddenly feeling like you've been there before? Or looking at a complete ajnabi and feeling your heart say, "Arey, tu mujhe jaanta hai na?" Bas, aise hi chal raha hai mera scene. And as if that drama wasn't enough, my bhai jaan-aka Dil the CEO Manra-thinks main mast life enjoy kar rahi hoon in London, but the truth? Main ek secret mission pe hoon in India. And agar Dil ko pata chal gaya, toh bas, Ramayan Mahabharat dono ek saath shuru ho jayenge! But wait, Dil bhi ek bada raaz chhupa raha hai mujhse. Matlab, double suspense, double dhamaka! So, the million-dollar question is: Will I finally unlock the past that's been taunting me? Or will I get tangled in this web of lost memories and hidden secrets? And most importantly-when all this comes crashing down, will my bhai-behen ki jodi survive, or will our bond break forever? Bas, ab toh dhol baj chuka hai. Dekhna hai yeh kahani mujhe kahaan le jaati hai! Ready for the ride? Toh chalo, shuru karein!
Word Of Action!✔️
-I am not good at giving descriptions but please give my story a chance- "He was the calm and she was the storm." They always say, loving someone would turn your life upside down in a good way but I believed that it's the opposite of good, and guess what? I was right. Love was always out of my mind. I drink, eat, and breathe my work I'm the definition of work alcoholic it's the truth. Then one day when I entered this case I knew that it will let me get where I want but for the first time in my life I was wrong. I failed! Not in my work, I failed in my life and I think I deserve it. My dad always tried gaining control over me and I hated it. One day I became sick of my dad's controllers over me so I decided that no one other than me would be in control of my life. Since that day I took the remote control of my life, emotions, tears, future, work, and anything that would pop out in my mind. If you wonder what happens if I wasn't in control the answer is I don't know or let me say I didn't know! Till one day I lost the remote control and it ended up pretty bad! I don't fear love, I fear the idea of someone else having control over my heart & feelings because you never know if the person will cherish you and never break you, or maybe it's only me. I don't trust people it's a survival instinct. And me being a controlling freak over everything doesn't make it any better for me! Love is like a drug, when you have it you feel at the highest place in your life but when you lose it you'll feel miserable, that's what I learned from my story of love. If I lost Serkan I know that I'll break apart and never be the same because I love him so deeply, he's engraved in my heart. And like that when I married Serkan it was like signing a deal with the devil himself. The name of the story has a deep meaning you come to know in the story. ** The story is under editing **Abgeschlossene Geschichte
THE DON'S OBSESSION
"My eyes flashed with confusion and sadness. "You don't love me," I spat. "You just love the idea of me. And that's not enough." I said, trying to find my voice. It was a moment of raw emotion, of unbridled passion, and of unwavering conviction He objected, "No, I really do. I thought I was just lusting after you but after everything that has happened, I realized that it was not lust. I am in love with you Mi Reina." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Jazlyn took a job as a stripper at Leonardo's club, she never expected to catch his eye. But after he saves her from a drunk patron, their whirlwind encounter sets off a chain reaction of obsession, betrayal, and deceit. Shattered by Leonardo's rejection, Jazlyn's world crumbled around her. Yet, with a fierce determination, she rose from the ashes, forging a new path and discovering a love that will heal her shattered heart. But just as she thought she'd finally escaped the toxic grasp of her past, Leonardo came crawling back, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. Jazlyn's soul was torn asunder: could she truly trust the man who had once destroyed her, or would the shadows of his past forever haunt their love?"Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Reluctantly Married
" Mujhe sab kuch jan na hai tum kya chhupa rahi ho mujhse?" He said I froze in my place. " Mu....mujhe kuch nahi pata. Aap kya bol rahe hain mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha " I said lowly. He started massaging the bridge of his nose indicating how frustrated he was. The very next moment I was slammed against the wall but he was careful enough not to hurt me. I was pressed between his hard chest and the wall with his hot breath fanning over my cheek. " I am asking you for the last time. Say me the truth " He said huskily. • ───────•••─────── • Naina Agarwal - A kind and bubbly 22 year old, who turned orphan at a very young age. She is cute, innocent and has a welcoming personality but she has some secrets, well a lot of secrets, but what are they? Read the story to find out the secrets that she has been hiding inside her from a very long time. Sameer Maheshwari - 25, The Mafia King and a successful businessman, he is arrogant and ruthless. He has feelings too but always puts on a hard face trying to keep them under wraps. Marrying someone is probably the last thing he can think of. But what will when these two souls are tied together in a bond of marriage in spite of their denial? Will they be able to protect their sacred bond or will their haunting pasts be the reason of their separation? Dive into this story to find out more about their lives, pasts and secrets. ( Can be read as a general fiction ) ( Contains the use of strong language )Abgeschlossene Geschichte
𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐝 (𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘗𝘓𝘌𝘛𝘌𝘋)
the plot may be questionable and bland. but i'll try to do my best in my next book. ---------- ❝ 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 ❞ (∩｀-')⊃━━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ - 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍? 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆; 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆- 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑯𝑰𝑴. 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕. ----- ꒰ 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 - 𝗐𝗂𝗀𝗌𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗍 ꒱ ꒰ 𝗁𝗊 - 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗂 𝖥𝗎𝗋𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 ꒱ started: 01/09/2022 ended: 04/09/2022Abgeschlossene Geschichte
" I do!!" She said in shaky tone. It was still unbelievable for her that her dad made her deal with a Mafia king just for some pennys. She could see the smirk of her ownership in his eyes and a golden cage in which she will have to spend her rest of life. _______________ "Let's see how will you wear all these shameless clothes in my house!!" He said throwing glowing match stick on a pile of clothes in front of him. She was looking at him with wide eyes. "Hey..Stop!!!" She tried to stop him but he yanked her away making her fall on ground. "Remember that I am not your fucking Hassan who will bear all your these shitty tantrums!! This is my house and here follows the rules I, Ibtihaj Ibrahim Usmani makes!!!" He said clenching her jaw. ______________ She was an innocent soul. He kills mercilessly. She was an independent bird. He used to cage birds. He hates her dressing. She hates everything about him. Both were loathing each other's existence not knowing that Allah has bounded them the day they were born till the day of judgement. A story of a girl who never gave a damn about religion. Fashion was her life but there came a point in her life when she wanted to change but the thought disturbed her was that will Allah forgive her?? A story of a man who never thought about a single girl. His work, his gang, his people were all he cared about. They say love can change anyone and anything!! let's see how love changes shameless dressing of Anfal and beasty nature of Ibtihaj. Let's see how they become from "Anfal" and "Ibtihaj" to "Anfal's Ibtihaj". Will Anfal's quest of making Ibtihaj "Anfal's Ibtihaj" be completed?? An enthralling and heart quenching tail of a Mafia man and a normal girl. If you are depressed and thinks that you are worthless and you are big sinner that Allah will never love you ever and forgive you... then!! My beautiful and precious gem!! this story is for you!!❤ Alteast give it a try!! 😊 ~Thank you
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