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She stood tall with her head held high, her eyes that were once dull in his presence were now filled with life. 

Her arms were linked with her husband as she stared at the man in front of her. Her red lips turned into a smile as her husband wrapped his arms around her waist. Her golden dress shining in the light. He rubbed small circles on her waist to calm her nerves. 

She started at the man who was suppose to be her hero, who suppose to care for and love her unconditionally.

So with her voice held with confidence and elegance, she spoke, looking him right in his eyes,

"You lost, Mahmoud Sayd"All Rights Reserved

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UNCONDITIONAL by reine-777

"Do you call this shit food? Make me something else!" A woman Noor couldn't stand for a single second screamed at the chefs and servers. She turned around at the sound of Noor's heels at the kitchen entrance. Arms crossed, eyes piercing deep into her soul, Noor took a slow, intimidating walk over to her. "This...is not a restaurant. It's my house. The food prepared here will be of my choice. You're standing in my kitchen, speaking to my staff. One more word in a raised voice at them, and I will have you dragged out of here. Is that understood?" Noor spoke in a low, threatening voice. "I'm not scared of you." She managed to say in spite of being clearly terrified. "I'm Prem's guest and I will do whatever I want." Her voice broke as she shrugged taking a step back. "Also, shouldn't you be thanking me right now? My busy schedule let you borrow your husband from me last night." She had the audacity to invite a smirk to her lips. With a quick unforeseen step forward, Noor grabbed her by the throat and backed up against the wall behind her. She reached over for the knife on the counter next to her and brought it up to the throat she was holding. "Talk about my husband one more time, and I will slit your throat open." Noor wasn't joking. "You spend enough time with him to know I can do that, right?" She asked as she ran the knife along the side of the horrified face. "Noor!" Called out an angry voice from behind her causing her to drop the knife at once. She turned around to see Prem dressed a crisp cherry colored suit at the kitchen entrance. She took a moment to appreciate the day for bringing him across her twice in twenty four hours. She admired his beauty for a second before looking back at his mistress and pumping some hand sanitizer onto her palm from a nearby bottle. Slowly rubbing her hands together, she walked over to Prem and looked him in the eyes, "take care of your whore before I do." "You will stay the fuck away from her." Prem advised in a dangerous tone.

Out Of Wreckage? by themisfit7896

Hearing the same word being repeated twice by him stunned me. I turned to face him. Anger was all over his face... I couldn't comprehend whether I heard it right or not. But he didn't even hesitate to repeat it again for the third time. "I divorce you...." ------------------------------------- Sometimes things don't go the way we want it to go. Instead it turns into a horrible nightmare. Rabia's life wasn't a bed of roses. With darkness everywhere, she just had one ray of light in her life. But what happens when circumstances change in a way that it goes beyond her own imagination and the worst part is that she can't even decide whether now she'll be really Out of Wreckage?

Reviving A Dead Heart by Nora_urszula

He was sitting on bed in front of me in white shirwani. The look of utter adoration and devotion was completely visible in his ocean blue eyes. So much love in those eyes and I couldn't reciprocate even a percent of it. The guilt starting eating me up and I looked away from his face toward the wall. "You look utterly beautiful." His soft and smooth voice reached my ears. My black hair were down my waist and I was wearing only a nose ring and some bangles with my lahnga as he asked. "So beautiful and Lost." The words came out as a whisper. "Does the thought of living with me upsets you that much Noor?" The guilt clogged my throat. "Its not like that." I whispered and a sad smile took its place on his face. He took my hand in his. "I hope one day, You will be able to love me even half as much as you loved Hudhayfah." A tear escaped my eyes on his name. His face appeared in my mind. My words were stuck in my throat. Something flashed in his eyes maybe a realization. He looked at me and got a bit close. "I wonder if you will be okay If I do this." He raised his hand and cupped my face. I didn't have time to evaluate before his lips fell on temple as he caressed my cheek. They remained there for long as I struggled internally. A part of me wanted to push him away and other just imagined Hudhayfah's lips on my temple. It was the part that never wanted to let him go. That part won because when he pulled away. I saw grey eyes rather then ocean blue. I knew I easily gave in. It wasn't that I couldn't let go. It was just that I didn't want to let go. ✳✳✳✳✳✳✳✳ Read to find out what will happen further in Noor's journey of letting go and learning more about her husband's murder and trying save her family from her dead husband's Mafia family. Sequal to "His secrets" can't be read as a stand alone. #40 in suspense on 24/02/2020 #07 in love again on 24/02/2020 #30 in spiritual on 21/05/20 #30 in halal

JUNOONIAT by TehratAmin9

Meet Mahd A tall sexy hunky business man He was close to his family and respected women The perfect guy ain't he? Well manal thought otherwise She had feeling the past but not now The tragic event just didn't let her feel anything again Her cousin who she always looked up to was now just a mere stranger who lived in the same house as hers -------- 'Please baba please just let me marry her once I'll treat her like a queen' mahd begged his father 'I can't we already gave you chance and you've hurt her deep enough' his father replied And left He couldn't see his son hurt Mahd knew only his sister could help now and he rushed towards her room He explained very thing to mehrul She sighed and said 'I'll help but one mistake and I'm against you understood?' He nodded and hugged her He was on the verge of tears -------- Manal was passing in the hallway when she heard something that caught her attention 'So what about your cousin won't she say something' a girl spoke through phone 'We'll I'll deal with her I wasn't going to marry her anyways you just say yes to my proposal' mahd said and manals world just shattered All the promises All the reassurances All the smiles All the nights All were fake A tears slipped out of her eye And mahd came out and saw her 'Oh you're here did you heard my conversation' he asked and and she nodded meekly 'That's good well now you know everything in short I like a girl and will her and want to marry and I'm also sorry for everything' he said and smiled He's smiled after everything HOW CAN HE Manal thought She was burning from inside She slapped him Hard With all her strength And ran away ------------ There is no abuse or cheating One sided love trying to make the other fall in love It's going to be a happy ending <3 All rights reserved•

Twilight Fate by Brave_Elegance

Tears welled in her eyes, but she fought to keep them at bay, her hands trembling in defiance of the pain surrounding her. The room was heavy with unspoken sorrow, every face filled with gloom-except for one. A single cold gaze pierced through her, offering no solace. "This is for the good of your future," he said, his voice devoid of compassion. Her heart ached, bound by chains of despair, yet she lifted her chin, meeting his icy stare. In that moment, she silently promised that fear would not define her. But as the tears fell, they carried away her hopes, a heartbreaking release of the emotions she had tried to contain. Alone in her sorrow, she felt a flicker of something else-an inexplicable tension in the air. It was as if the room itself was holding its breath, waiting for her next move. With every heartbeat, the weight of the unknown loomed larger, and she couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of a darker journey ahead.

Ya Amar (My Moon) by Queen_of_blooms

It took a wrong turn to align their paths. They met at a time when both were lost souls, navigating through loss and the storms of life. At first, it was silence and long stares. Then the sceptical meetings blossomed into an orbit of comfort that uncovered the similarities of their souls in the bleak room of a psychiatric hospital. What began as hush tunes in their hearts boomed into a fierce crescendo. Noorie was a woman of fire, spontaneous and outgoing which rivalled Amir's quiet, organised and shy nature. Yet, their differences were a factor in the whole circumstances that bonded theirs hearts, souls and lives. They decided to take the leap into a life together. Marriage. It took her away from home, across the continent to the city of London where a new life awaits her. Her optimism was great. She was ready to learn the new way of life and fit in. But her new family found ways to tell her she was not fair enough to be part of them nor would they give her a chance to fit in. Little did she know that should be the least of her problems. There were a lot the man, her husband, with honey-wheat eyes that captivates her, whose sincerity melts her heart, and attitude races it had hidden from her. So much that brought fears, insecurities and secrets neither her nor her husband were ready for.

His Fixation🔞 by Miss_Scribbles111

Mr Kamran, who was entering the study, paused for a moment. All the things that should have been on the desk were scattered all over the floor. Not only monitors, but also books, file folders, fountain pens, coffee cups... The space where the table and sofa were placed was also not intact. Even the rain was pouring in through the completely smashed windows. It was messy like a bomb hit it. In the middle of it was Kavian. Buried deep in his desk chair, he stared blankly out of his window. An empty bottle of whiskey rolled across the desk, as if to show his sense of loss. "What?" Kamran flinched at the deep voice. It was Kavian who always spoke politely to him. But now, it seemed that he didn't care about such things. He felt confused by the unfamiliar appearance he had never seen before. At least now, he has calmed down a bit after receiving a call from Sahar a while ago. "I was wondering if you got another call from your wife." Mr Kamran carefully looked at him. "But I'm glad your wife called. Please take a rest for today. You were surprised, right? Would your wife have called you if she was worried about you? In my opinion..." "What happened." He looked. When he could not understand, he suddenly spoke in a ferocious voice. "How is it going." "Yes. I've heard that they've gone everywhere where she can go. But now, it's too late and the heavy rain is causing delays.." At that moment, a crystal glass flew toward Mr Kamran's face. He looked back, avoiding it by a hair's breadth. At the same time, the door of the cabinet was smashed by a crystal glass. There was a heavy silence in the study again. "Go to an IT expert and ask them to try hacking her cell phone account and card usage history." His eyes, biting in his mouth in search of cigarettes, were still alive. "Give a blank check to whoever comes with results first. That'll speed things up." "I understand." Mr Kamran hurriedly left the study. Obsession at first sight🔞

TAUHIDA ✔️ by 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-- ❤️

Irresistibly In Love by Queen0226

He was the Man who preferred darkness. She was the Woman who preferred brightness. He preferred Loneliness. She preferred Togetherness. He had suffered alot in his life. She did not knew what Trouble meant. He was Death. She was Life. Both were very different in every aspect but life has its own way of bringing them together. Life is not always sweets and candy. Along with the sweetness it also get bitterness that either changes you in a more positive way or in a negative way. It either makes you see things optimistically or pessimistically that depends on you. What happens when people of two different world collide. Will it lead to something beautiful or will it destroy one's life? Join the couple to witness the fights, yellings, tears, patience, understanding and most importantly Love! Cover by @Pearls_Queen

Raina ✔️ (completed) by mariasajjad033

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UNCONDITIONAL

"Do you call this shit food? Make me something else!" A woman Noor couldn't stand for a single second screamed at the chefs and servers. She turned around at the sound of Noor's heels at the kitchen entrance. Arms crossed, eyes piercing deep into her soul, Noor took a slow, intimidating walk over to her. "This...is not a restaurant. It's my house. The food prepared here will be of my choice. You're standing in my kitchen, speaking to my staff. One more word in a raised voice at them, and I will have you dragged out of here. Is that understood?" Noor spoke in a low, threatening voice. "I'm not scared of you." She managed to say in spite of being clearly terrified. "I'm Prem's guest and I will do whatever I want." Her voice broke as she shrugged taking a step back. "Also, shouldn't you be thanking me right now? My busy schedule let you borrow your husband from me last night." She had the audacity to invite a smirk to her lips. With a quick unforeseen step forward, Noor grabbed her by the throat and backed up against the wall behind her. She reached over for the knife on the counter next to her and brought it up to the throat she was holding. "Talk about my husband one more time, and I will slit your throat open." Noor wasn't joking. "You spend enough time with him to know I can do that, right?" She asked as she ran the knife along the side of the horrified face. "Noor!" Called out an angry voice from behind her causing her to drop the knife at once. She turned around to see Prem dressed a crisp cherry colored suit at the kitchen entrance. She took a moment to appreciate the day for bringing him across her twice in twenty four hours. She admired his beauty for a second before looking back at his mistress and pumping some hand sanitizer onto her palm from a nearby bottle. Slowly rubbing her hands together, she walked over to Prem and looked him in the eyes, "take care of your whore before I do." "You will stay the fuck away from her." Prem advised in a dangerous tone.