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A life of patience.

Leituras 19
Votos 4
Capítulos 1
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Leituras 19
Votos 4
Capítulos 1
Tempo <5 mins

patience spiritual

To Allah we belong and to Him we shall return. 

The pain of losing someone, the difficulty of moving on, the memories constantly playing in your mind, the never ending flashbacks repeatedly occurring. 

Yumna knew how all this felt, better than most people in her locality, for she had lost many beloved people at her young age. 

She remained strong, she surely had to. Those who she loved dearly still depended on her. Her Cretaor gave her strength and courage to walk through the thorns of life and even though there were days where she felt like she could no longer go on, she kept the smile on her face, not once showing anyone how tired she really was.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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My Salvation (CURRENTLY EDITING), de Amethyst2829

Book 1 in 'Mend Series' He screams at me, slapping my face twice, 'You deserve all of this! You don't even deserve to live. You should die and do me a favour!' I shield my face, making him more furious. He stopps slapping and I had only few seconds to catch my breath when he kicked my wounded ribs from previous beatings. I screamed, thinking it was loud enough, but was just an feeble attempt to stop Aadil. At that moment, the flashbacks of me being tied to a rod, with my parents enjoying the blood pouring out started playing. It's repeating all over again, and this time I may not survive to escape. I was taken back in time. I feel I am back at that hostage room and me escaping to get out of this country is failing miserably. I mumbled with the little energy I held, 'Mum, Dad, please stop...' But again, it was of no use, as my vision is displaying full of colourful, dancing dots. My breathing is becoming frantic every second, trying not to pass out, but it seems my body doesn't want to keep up with all of this. If this is really my ending, so be it. With that thought, the peace that I always imagined is starting to consume me. This is the end for me. I can finally rest peacefully. The sound of Aadil's voice coming from a wide distance somehow is keeping me awake. Wasn't he by my side? Maybe, maybe he realized how wrong he was all this time. Maybe, just maybe... His voice, that's filled with agony, whispers in a forlorn voice 'I'm sorry Hayati. Please stay alive. Don't leave me...' ___________________ #9 in spiritual ( 29th October 2017) #6 in spiritual (10th December 2017) #5 in spiritual (11th December 2017)

ALONE✅, de khayr_Souf

Fear sometimes, many times, creep up my spine and settles into my skin. I fear so many things in life. Death, snakes, the dark, clown with eerie smiles, an uncomfortable silence and being watched without knowing. All these are things, however that grip my soul with minimum intensity. The one thing that gets a strong hold of me, that closes down and crushes the walls on me is... the feeling of being alone. Not just the absence of a person that loves me, not only the death of a loved one but the soul-jacking fear of my whole being that engulfs me even when I am in the midst of people. The fear of being abandoned, of being left behind, of not understood, of being enclosed in a bubble no one can burst. The fear of looking down at my hands and knowing no one will interlink with them, of having thoughts no one will hear, of gulping down panic because as much as I am here in the midst of people I know and love, no one will take a step forward to assure their presence. The fear of being alone.

Trust (GOING UNDER EDITING SOON ), de irajmalik

COMPLETED!✔🔱✅ "Don't worry little one there is no one here to save you from me, you don't know how desperately I have waited for this moment," he said coming closer to me, his breath fanning my face, I glared at him and looked again for someone around me but couldn't find anyone, I smiled.. looking back to this monster in front of me "Oh! you thought I was looking for some one to save me from you! I was just watching that is there anyone to witness me kicking your ass! " I said with a smirk His facial expressions changed into furious one his eyes turned cold as ice making me gulp harder "Let's see," he said gritting his teeth.... Coming dangerously closer..... Ehteshaam, 28-year old heartless monster of underworld but perfect and very successful businessman, the CEO of Ahmed Corporation as well as Devilishly handsome and sinfully sexy but with dark past, no one can ever imagine...... The leader of a most feared gang "the Salvation" The gang which has his power all over the whole continent, no one ever tried to mess with them because they know what will be the consequences. The man who possesses power, money, and fame but......something missing from his life, He is eager to get one and the only girl he had his eyes on.... ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Meet MAHROSH a simple girl with friends and a loving family she has a blind trust on Allah SWT it's her belief that whatever happens in life happens for a reason What will happen when two opposites attract each other? A story of love,power and revenge ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, SO THERE WILL BE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES. IF U ARE GRAMMAR NAZI AND CANT STAND THE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES, SO, BE AWARE! P.s be patient while reading this story :) Allhumdullilah #353 in romance on 2nd feb 2018 😊 #1 muslimlovestory on 6th oct 2020 😊

Her Patience,Her Virtue.||Completed||EDITING.||, de Asmaaah__

Highest Rank #13 in Spiritual on 10-09-017🔥. His words rang through every corner of her ears, it was so agonizing and rankling. Was that really Her Faysal? Her habiby? Her Yaya?The only source to her joy. What happened to "Its just you and I forever?" What was her fault for which such cruel punishment was about to be muted on her? She wiped her tears as soon as her mothers words came gushing "Patience as they say is a virtue and the best things in life are worth waiting for". We would all want to know the reason behind such pain and agony right? Follow me as we journey through the life of Sameerah, a woman who had to face a lot of cruel things in life right from a tender age. Does she overcome them with patience and virtue or does she allow her soul become the devils workshop? Her Patience,Her Virtue. A must read!

Internal Hell, de Vacuous25

This new sensual feeling made him excited like a horse that was aggressively running to win the race. He was still consumed by the alcohol, the rain wasn't able to wash his intoxication away. His lust was raging like a fire that couldn't be extinguished, that even the light was cut off to participate in this evil scene. "No, who are you, no please no!"she was shocked when she was awoken by his dirty touch and felt their indecent position but due to darkness, she couldn't easily escape from his stronghold. She cried hopelessly, but the young man was very intoxicated, he felt very powerful, he was like a heartless beast who slowly devoured her delicate soul, every piece of it. She tried hard to get away, but she wasn't able to protect her chastity. He did it, he destroyed her. _____🔥🔥🔥 To what extent could you give forgiveness? Meet the hopeless patient,Drayan Ebry Cham ,a normal 14-year old girl. A diligent practicing Muslimah, but this little angel was being dragged to the darkness, someone removed her halo, there was a man who violated her soul, who killed her laughter and burned her dignity. But after ten years, Drayan bloomed like a beautiful flower .She was fine physically,but she had an unsound mind. Meet her sinful handsome doctor,Harix Birkly Hans. A 95% angel by looks but a 100% devil by act. He wore his white coat like wings installed behind his back. But these wings clipped by his dark past and brought him to internal hell. When a temporary touch became a permanent mark When the time just worsened the pain Was 10 years enough to force someone to regret his sin? Or was it enough to run away again? If you are the sick princess would you accept the healing hands of a beast? #Internal Hell(Satan doesn't shout,he whispers) 🚨: Sensitive language Delicate content : #1 in Spiritual(06/06/22) #1 in Forgiveness(06/04/22) #1 in Muslimlovestory(1/12/22) #1 in Repentance(03/19/22) #1 in Muslimromance(03/30/22) #1 in Lunatic(03/16/24)

Mistaken Perception, de Asiya323

Life can be brutal and uncaring to some. Aisha was one of those unfortunate "some" she had deceived herself into believing she had full control of her life. That she could set the terms of how her life would unfold. However, life and fate have a way of showing us just how much control we truly have. How does one cope when the people most important in our lives are ripped away from us? What does one do when they become the sole guardian of their two younger siblings? And how does one survive, when you're hated because of your faith.

TAUHIDA ✔️, de Deedi--

He turned abruptly to face her, she was already getting on his nerves. "What in the name of Allah is wrong with you?" he asked with a sigh."You don't get me, do you?" he asked again trying to be clear. "It is you that don't get me, if you did, I wouldn't be here in the first place" she voiced narrowing her eyes on him. "Then leave" he seethed glaring directly at her. "Is that a challenge I hear?" she asked holding her waist with both hands. "Take it as you think of it" he voiced walking away majestically. she groaned and murmured softly beneath her breath but it didn't remain unheard to him "He knows I can't, grumpy" she said and he found himself smiling weirdly to no one in particular. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Just like scattered stars trying to cluster again, just like the scars trying to heal with love, just like the swirling storm breaking down all bounds and just like the blinking starlight shining on a mirror, this story is also a mirror of life. Cold secrets will be clamped just like the break of dawn. Despite all odds, underneath their ventricles and cuticles is an undying love for each other. Just stay tuned with me so I will prove once again how fate can actually change the hearts of two people, Tauhida Al-amin Borodo and Sayf Hakeem Elnafaty @ "Tauhida". Lots of love Deedi-- ❤️

Fated: Wars Against The Heart, de froward

Her only sorrow was that she lived in a fairytale in this reality of now. She craved for a life what was called 'simple', but the world was way too complicated. The glitz of her world clashed with the realities of life and stole away all the dreams of her oceanic heart. And all she could do was to love him through her prayers, even amidst the thousand tides of memories. --- --- --- On the other side of the earth, her only sorrow was that she lived in the hands of the world where everything was dark and sad. She craved for a life what called a 'fairytale', but the world was way too selfish and real. When the possible of matters were too impossible, her dreams compromised with reality to give her at least what was called a 'home'. Her heartfelt aching prayers did find a destination to settle. --- --- --- They were three souls destined to live the one fate.

ROOH, de bibliosapien

She was the eldest child of her parents and the most obedient one. She was the purest soul. She was also the neglected child of Sultan Villa. She was the best daughter, the best grandchild, and the best sister one could ask for-yet she was considered bad luck by her family. But none of this ever made her sad because she knew her Rab loved her. This was just a test, one that would end soon. And her Rab would send someone who would change her life. That person would become her Qalb, and for him, she was already everything-she was his Rooh. This is a story of love, trust, pain, separation, and patience. A story of two souls who were written in each other's fate even before they were born. This is a story of two cousins who became each other's ROOH.

Thin skin, de Maccc_tastic

The only thing I knew as my ankles felt the wet, mourning hands of my heavy pain, beneath everything, a small part of me wanted to stay alive. There was a piece of my sore heart that yearned to remember what home felt like. I did not belong here in this darkness. If I didn't take this chance to learn who I was, who I could be, if I didn't choose to step forward, the haunting eyes chasing me I'd carry in my spine for the rest of my life. This answer, it's question lingered. Could I embrace what has hurt me most and let go of my hatred? The woman on fire, she was so beautiful in my unyielding stare. The sheer panic in my eyes swallowed by contorting rings of liquified gold. My answer? Yes. I was going home.

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My Salvation (CURRENTLY EDITING)

Book 1 in 'Mend Series' He screams at me, slapping my face twice, 'You deserve all of this! You don't even deserve to live. You should die and do me a favour!' I shield my face, making him more furious. He stopps slapping and I had only few seconds to catch my breath when he kicked my wounded ribs from previous beatings. I screamed, thinking it was loud enough, but was just an feeble attempt to stop Aadil. At that moment, the flashbacks of me being tied to a rod, with my parents enjoying the blood pouring out started playing. It's repeating all over again, and this time I may not survive to escape. I was taken back in time. I feel I am back at that hostage room and me escaping to get out of this country is failing miserably. I mumbled with the little energy I held, 'Mum, Dad, please stop...' But again, it was of no use, as my vision is displaying full of colourful, dancing dots. My breathing is becoming frantic every second, trying not to pass out, but it seems my body doesn't want to keep up with all of this. If this is really my ending, so be it. With that thought, the peace that I always imagined is starting to consume me. This is the end for me. I can finally rest peacefully. The sound of Aadil's voice coming from a wide distance somehow is keeping me awake. Wasn't he by my side? Maybe, maybe he realized how wrong he was all this time. Maybe, just maybe... His voice, that's filled with agony, whispers in a forlorn voice 'I'm sorry Hayati. Please stay alive. Don't leave me...' ___________________ #9 in spiritual ( 29th October 2017) #6 in spiritual (10th December 2017) #5 in spiritual (11th December 2017)