Longing For Paradise

Longing For Paradise

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Ficción
Romance
Slow Burn
Enemies to Lovers
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Noor has only one goal: to not be caught! As restraint against illegal books in the state grows,it causes even more illegal books to flourish and the King orders anyone suspicious to be arrested. As she publishes under her pen name, she also exchanges letters with another poet. Enamoured by each other, they think they hold all the love in the world for each other. Unfortunately for them, Fate loves to play. After one explosive encounter unravels a series of trusted betrayals, heart-wrenching games, and a pack full of hidden identities, can each of them find their light?
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The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

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