The Halal Romance
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Hey y'all! Since there are a lot of misconceptions about Muslims and our culture i wanted to make a story on our religion and culture. I hope you guys will enjoy it as much as i do. There will be some things foreign for you but i will add side notes for you to understand.
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Welcome to my sweet heaven~~ These are some of my wild imaginations~~ Also, if you want to give me suggestions I can write on that too. This is only for desi stories. P.s. As mentioned in my name, die hard fan of warner and you will see a small touch of warner in every character of mine. Nothing else~~ Enjoy your reading~
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Welcome to my sweet heaven~~ These are some of my wild imaginations~~ Also, if you want to give me suggestions I can write on that too. This is only for desi stories. P.s. As mentioned in my name, die hard fan of warner and you will see a small touch of warner in every character of mine. Nothing else~~ Enjoy your reading~
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