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Perfect Storm ✔️

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Reads 6,953
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Parts 27
Time 1h 19m

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A little pain gives space for gain .

"Tsk ,and here I was thinking you were feeling remorseful for being caught smiling sheepishly at your lovers text in your husband's car .
He Always had a way of ticking me off.

Don't talk like this is a love and legalized marriage .
"I spat " .

"You don't love me and I got barred by your lover today ".


You think it's ok.

I knew it I should have more than slapped you.

"I don't love salmah and it won't start with you .

You are no different from other women outside .

So don't be deceived 

Both you and I know why we are married .

 On a normal circumstance you won't be anywhere near Khalil Adam Gaddafi.All Rights Reserved

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The Marriage Agreement (completed) by kabirzee6

They were only supposed to be acting, it should all have been pretense, so how dare she fall in love. Falling in love wasn't part of the agreement, but she wasn't really put in a position to go against her heart, not with the way his eyes looked at her as if he could see through her like glass, definitely not with the way his touch set her body ablaze. he could never be her's even though she was already his, and she was ready to let go and forget about him forever but fate had other things in store for both of them *** A few more years and he would be a free man right, no more of this bondage called marriage? but why didn't the thought make him happy anymore. Why was he always thinking of that Godamn woman he pretends to be married to, why did her smile make him weak?

Unexpectedly Mine by AbdoolZainab

A battle of love between two people of different world. One is used to having a social and stable life and the other has to work hard in other to have a normal life. " hey Mr, are you stupid or what? If you know you are sick why not go to the hospital. If I wasn't driving a Range Rover my car would have had a scratch at the front . Take your stupid container out of my face, now I'm late for work all because of you. " I shouted at him and people around came closer to see what was the commotion all about and I don't give a damn that I insulted this low life, he deserves it. All this while, he only look stunned at my outburst, I hissed at him and turn to walk away but the stupid man held my arm in a strong hold . He look like he wants to strangle me " Don't ever talk to me like that. I repeat, don't ever shout at me" he angrily gritted out at me and at the same time, his hold on my arm tighten. It really hurt. "Just because, you're privileged to have fancy cars doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that, you spoilt brat. It's people like you that made people like us insult the rich " he shake his head in some worth like pity, for me? . I just look shock at him. How dare this low life insult me like this in public? " if you think you'll be respected just because you are high and mighty, then sweetheart you're wrong. No one would give you the respect you deserve if you don't change this stupid attitude of yours" I slap him right at the face with my other hand. Ride with me to the journey of love between Rahma and sadiq.

Before you go by meemxy

"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:

The Mafia's Hijabi ... (Obsession for a Muslimah) (Completed) ✔✔✔ by Noor_Jahan

"Leave me"...I struggled hard ...but his grip was too tight around my waist.. . "Never in a million years....love..... you are mine"he said... . "I'm not your property....that you can claimed as yours...."..I replied with anger in my tone... . "Oh babe..... I know you're not my property.. but you're definitely mine..don't you dare to deny that. you know that what I'm capable of.... right Darling!!???? . That was enough for me to understand.... that what is he talking about!! . _______*****_____ This is the story of a Mafia who is obsessed with a Hijabi.. .. Sorry for the grammatical errors!! Not only Muslim... But also anyone can read my story.... Cause it's a story for everyone.... ......*****-*........ ___________

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

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Sworn Sisters by AbdoolZainab

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