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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Dec 14, 2014
"But what if it doesn't go as planned," she anxiously asked as she fixed her black shades that seemed a bit too large on her perfectly made angelic face. The fear and worry was visible on her face but to her it was even carved onto her fate.
"That's the thing about life. It is unexpected in the most spectacular ways," the middle-aged woman spoke wisely with care as she closed the last button of her rosy brown hand-woven ragged sweater.
"Sounds surprising to those who aren't even able to witness its shades," the girl replied with a humourless yet bitter chuckle. Shaking her head sideway with her eyebrows knitted, she shuffled around as her long fragile fingers ferret about in the air as if seeking for something to hold on to. Finally, she grasped the old wooden white cane.
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...He stole her sight 
    She stole his heart...
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Love's Deadly Secret~ Akisha & Anan  ni aMiRa_wOrLd
9 mga parte Ongoing
Anan x Akisha . . . . . . A woman, dressed in a pink shawl, red top, and black jeans, was rushing through a railway station, tightly holding the hand of a 5-year-old girl. Her hurried steps and anxious glances suggested urgency-was she escaping, chasing a departing train, or running from something unseen? The child struggled to keep up, her small feet barely matching the woman's frantic pace. The echoes of their footsteps blended with the distant sound of an approaching train, adding to the tension in the air. Then, suddenly-a hand shot out , gripping the woman's arm. Before she could react, a sharp, cold blade plunged into her side. She gasped, eyes widening in shock as pain shot through her body. The little girl let out a piercing scream, her tiny hands still clutching the woman's. The station's noise seemed to blur-the chatter, the train whistle, the footsteps-everything faded into the chilling silence of betrayal. The woman collapsed onto the cold platform, her shawl darkening with blood. Her vision blurred as she looked up, trying to make out the face of her attacker. A shadowy figure loomed over her, eyes cold and merciless. The child, trembling, tugged at her arm. "Mama... get up... please." But the woman's lips parted in a silent whisper, her strength slipping away as the sound of the train's arrival filled the station. Suddenly ther was darkness. __________________________________ A woman stood trembling, tears streaming down her face as she gripped knife . Her voice was desperate, breaking with every word. "Tell me he's lying... or I swear, I'll end it. Just tell me the truth!" You have not kill her right " , a painful, steady voice responded: Yes, he is right. The knife slipped from her hands. The world around her blurred. The truth had been spoken, but could she survive it?
𝐌𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐚𝐭-𝐄-𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐢𝐛 ni mehhekkkk
27 parte Kumpleto
☀︎︎𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈☀︎︎ #3 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 #4 𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒖 #4 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊 #12 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂 #20 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏 "Leave my hand, it's hurting."Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to get rid off of his deadly grip on her wrist. "Why? When he holds your hand you don't tell him to back off, Huh?" Tightening his grip on her, Murad seethed. The pain which he was causing her was intolerable, tears fell down from those hazel orbs on her pale cheeks as she wished for a certain pair of sea blue eyes to come and save her from this tormentor. "He is my husband! He has every right on me as I have on him." Hazaan yelled at him as anger started welling up in her body, slowly replacing the fear. "Oh, Accha. Now, he is your husband then who am I to you? Did you forget what we had.." the words got strangled in his throat and a loud noise took place in the room making a pin drop silence which shocked the daylights of Murad as he never expected the timid, extrovert and bubbly girl to strike him hard, across the face. "You were a mistake and you'll always be one! I was so blind in your trap which you called 'love' to not see a cold blooded brute." Hazaan gritted out the words not knowing what the outcome of her honesty would cost her. Fury and rage was all he felt towards her. He jerked off his grip on her and pushed Hazaan to the wall harshly, making her yelp as her head started throbbing in pain. Murad wrapped his fingers on her throat and pressed his fingers more firmly which caused her to squirm in his hold for the oxygen. His next words were not for which Hazaan was prepared for. "You are mine Hazaan! YOU.ARE.MINE. If I can't have you then no one can..." were the last words heard by her before everything went black.
Thirty-one days ni MelodyScarlet18
18 parte Kumpleto
"It's beautiful" I sigh. "Yes it is" Blaze whispers next to me. I looked at him and saw he was just staring at me. "Why are you staring?" "Because it's a beautiful view" I lightly hit him and laugh. "I think I'm psychic" he blurts out. "Why?" I laugh at the randomness. "Because I can see you in my future" he laughs with me. "Is this a cheesiness competition?" I raise my eyebrow. "It wouldn't be a competition if I already won" "Cocky much?" "You love me though" "Nah" I laugh. "Let's start!" "Roses are red violets are blue, I can't rhyme but can I date you?" "No, but that was good" I admit and start thinking."Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you everyone else disappears," I grin proudly. "Was your dad king for a day?" he starts. "No, why?" "He must have been to make a princess like you," he winks and I roll my eyes with a smile. I pretended to receive a call and he frowns at me. I put the phone down and pretend look worried. "Who was it?" he asks. "The cops, there was a theft" I say. "What? By who?" he looks really worried that I almost feel guilty. "I told them you stole my heart" I laugh and he just stares at me. "You got me but you know what? I'd never play hide and seek with you because someone like you is impossible to find" he smirks. "Fine, you won" I groan. "Teach me your ways, Sensei" -*- What if you only have 31 days to live? What would you do? Sulk and be contented of the short-lived life? Catherine Walsh is a normal girl with an abnormal situation. She was diagnosed with "Cooley's Anemia" and had her life on a string. She plans her Bucket List. She does it with Blaze Weston. In this adventurous and romantic story, will love conquer all situations? -*- WARNING: This book has a lot of uncensored swearing, read with caution.
Abandoned wife  ni Abhil11
48 parte Kumpleto Mature
Vindictive words of your beloved hurts the most. At first you are taken aback. You won't believe its from them. It cause unbearable pain at first but pain doesn't lessen in second, third and so on time. As the time passes intensity of the pain increased and at one point either you completely succumbed or became immune to every emotion. This is story of Vindictive Akshay and headstrong Smita. "I'll do as I please. Who are you to stop me? "Anger radiating from each cell of Smita. Her eyes were shooting daggers and pupils dilated.Nostrils were flared, muscles clenched and fist is ready to hit him. " Ah my feisty princess is back. "he remarks. " I am not yours infact I never was. "she snapped. He took calculative steps towards her and holds her waist tightly with one hand. " What are you doing?" Smita struggles in his arms. She moved her hands vigorously to free herself from his grip but no avail his grip tightened on her waist. He pulled her towards him. Her breast were touching his bare torso. Her each movement now igniting raw passion and desire. Her breath became uneven and her struggle subsides.Its good for her as her efforts is sterile in compare to his strength. His hand touched her neck and stopped at her chin. He lifts her chin and looked directly into her eyes. "kiss me. "he ordered her. His words felt like venom. It felt like someone pour molten lava in her ears. She tries to push him away but his grip strengthens. "You will kiss me today sweetheart. "his words ran shivers in her spine. " please "came a whisper from her. " You can leave AFTER KISSING ME" his emphasise words broke her hope. She stands on her tip toes, hold his face in her hands and placed her lips on his. His hand caressed her hairs and pulled her closer. He took all she have. When they were breathless he broke the kiss. "Forever mine, all mine, mine only . "he remarked. "Never yours." English is not my first language so you may witness grammatical errors.
INSHALLAH  ni remixthestory
8 parte Kumpleto
A short story. Two People. Ex-bestfriends. One is a doctor, Another is the hospital MD. She can't wait to shoot him with words, he can't stop her from doing anything. He feels responsible and she's the most irresponsible person you'll find. She wants to go away and he'll do everything in his power to keep her close He can't look away from her and Well, she can't look away too. What happens when time tests them? Make them ache for each other? But it's not sparks which flow in air, it's thier words and hidden pain, so how will the journey be. let's check it out ourselves. ✿ "You got 5 minutes. After that I want you to drop me back home because I'm nowhere near to drive after working 22 hours straight ofcourse as my boss because you can't loose such a good doctor in a car accident, Now can you?" His body stiffened, eyes darkened with anger "I was joking Mady. I really need sleep" she stated sheepishly, muffling a yawn. "Okay. I'll do now sit back here" He pointed to the couch and she immediately plopped down again. Eyes closing down with fatigue. "Did you have a proper meal?" he asked picking his received. "If you call three bites of a sandwich and eleven cups of coffee a meal then I did have one" she yawned, leaning back against the backrest. "You're addicted to caffeine" he mumbled, ordering something for them both in his cabin. "Can you stop mumbling under your breath? I'm already trying hard not to dose off here" she said with drooping eyes. "You really flip Sana Qureshi, one second you were fighting now you can't sit straight. Will you be normal anytime soon?" He mocked. "I'll someday Inshallah" she grinned sleepily. He sighed "Inshallah"
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Love's Deadly Secret~ Akisha & Anan

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Anan x Akisha . . . . . . A woman, dressed in a pink shawl, red top, and black jeans, was rushing through a railway station, tightly holding the hand of a 5-year-old girl. Her hurried steps and anxious glances suggested urgency-was she escaping, chasing a departing train, or running from something unseen? The child struggled to keep up, her small feet barely matching the woman's frantic pace. The echoes of their footsteps blended with the distant sound of an approaching train, adding to the tension in the air. Then, suddenly-a hand shot out , gripping the woman's arm. Before she could react, a sharp, cold blade plunged into her side. She gasped, eyes widening in shock as pain shot through her body. The little girl let out a piercing scream, her tiny hands still clutching the woman's. The station's noise seemed to blur-the chatter, the train whistle, the footsteps-everything faded into the chilling silence of betrayal. The woman collapsed onto the cold platform, her shawl darkening with blood. Her vision blurred as she looked up, trying to make out the face of her attacker. A shadowy figure loomed over her, eyes cold and merciless. The child, trembling, tugged at her arm. "Mama... get up... please." But the woman's lips parted in a silent whisper, her strength slipping away as the sound of the train's arrival filled the station. Suddenly ther was darkness. __________________________________ A woman stood trembling, tears streaming down her face as she gripped knife . Her voice was desperate, breaking with every word. "Tell me he's lying... or I swear, I'll end it. Just tell me the truth!" You have not kill her right " , a painful, steady voice responded: Yes, he is right. The knife slipped from her hands. The world around her blurred. The truth had been spoken, but could she survive it?