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Bookstore Girl | A Novella

Leituras 244
Votos 58
Capítulos 14
Tempo 52m

Leituras 244
Votos 58
Capítulos 14
Tempo 52m

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"This is Zain," Fajr announced to the girl who was staring in bewilderment. "He's been drooling over you for the past hour!"

"That is not true."

"Um...I'm Sura." She reached out her hand and Zain shook it slowly, feeling the softness of her skin and wondered what the bandages on her arms were for.

"Nice to meet you," she added, waiting for him

His mother stood patiently in the corner and watched her only child attempt to make some friends. So far-in his seven years of existence-he hadn't had much luck. Absurdly, he liked hanging out with people a couple years older than him.

"If you're having trouble with the big words, I can read it to you," he offered and that was it.

The novella focuses on Zain and Sura from 'A Single Lifetime.'

Includes the prologue short story: 'Raindrops on His Glasses"

Published: 08/07/22

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His Not so Innocent Tutee , de winteratheart__

'When I first saw you I said Mashallah and then I said Inshallah' ...... From innocently stalking to fumbling through conversations, she's a walking disaster of charm and sincerity, even if it doesn't always come out right. He's the type to hold his patience like a shield, but even the most patient man can't avoid the chaos that follows this cute, no-sense girl wherever she goes "I am so close to smacking your head with this pen now. Don't get on my nerves anymore and tell me what I said the next step would be!" The patient man, who can no longer be called patient, glares at the poor girl who is pressing her lips tightly together, trying not to let out a sniff, while holding the hem of her shawl so tightly that it will definitely leave wrinkles. "You said..." she starts quietly but ends up bursting when she cannot remember exactly what he taught her. "That you wouldn't be rude! But you're so rude! I don't want to learn from you!" she tried. But couldn't hold back from snapping at his rudeness. Sniffing, she glares at him as he looks at her, clearly annoyed. "You're impossible," he mutters, shaking his head. Yet somehow, there's a smile hiding behind that stern look because nobody can ignore her cuteness. "Jerk," she mumbles to herself before quickly glancing up with wide, innocent eyes, hoping he didn't hear. It's a love story that's as sweet as it is ridiculous, filled with more laughter than either of them ever expected.

Khizaan, de Ufaq_I

#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••

Him & His Muslimah, de moontigres

"You're the never ending blue sky in my world." "Well then you're the green land completing me." Life was crude, a path of potholes and smooth roads. It never stayed stable and neither did Zoya Hayat Malik's. Ever since her high school years, she was impeccably drawn towards cardiac studies. After all, cardiologists took care of the heart, an organ too complex to ever fully comprehend. Entering the top medical university in a small town, she dreamt of saving a heart. On the other spectrum of the town lived a passionate architect. His prayers involved more gratitude than requests but there was an unattainable absence deep within his heart. They yearned for the best until fate bind them together. He met the girl who wanted to save hearts. The very first heart she ever saved was his. Whenever he crossed paths with her, the desire to hold onto her starved him. She kept enchanting him. They wanted to walk together until they reached Jannah, until it was only Him & His Muslimah. -HIM AND HIS MUSLIMAH-

𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 | A Halal Love Story, de authoriraa

How did an angel find love in hell? Zaina Fathima, a 23-year-old trauma surgeon, thought her life was finally settling down. After attending her best friend Aliza's lavish wedding events back home, she boards a flight to Italy for the main celebration-a dreamy cruise along the Mediterranean. But what's supposed to be a fairytale wedding celebration at sea quickly turns into a nightmare. A brutal murder shatters the festivities, and what follows is a descent into a world laced with revenge, obsession, forbidden love-and something far darker. Stained in red, None of her own. She didn't sign up for this. She never asked to be hunted, broken, or burned. Yet here she is-trapped in someone else's story, with no way out. And at the center of it all? Armaan Malik. Ex-army commander. The man she should stay away from. The man who may just break her, or become her only way out. The question isn't whether Zaina will survive this cruise... It's whether she'll make it back with her soul intact...

Bey-Khudi🍁, de farahaha18

(Read at your own risk !! CRINGE ALERT🚨 ⚠️) Zaviyaan spotted Rooh near the entrance gate, She had a few bruises on her face. He didn't get time to notice her anymore when his legs dashed towards her on their own. Rooh was engulfed by Zaviyaan in a tight embrace. It wasn't like one of the bone crushing hugs they used to give each other. He was hugging her like his life was dependent on it. He scooped her up in his arms and hid her face in his chest sniffing her hair. He finally felt like he could breathe. "I would've died. I would've died . Rooh I would've died." he kept chanting making her eyes go wide. Everyone else was too shocked to do or say anything they knew things had gone too far now. ≧﹏≦ Zaviyaan Haider has endured so many disappointments in life that he has constructed ice tombs encircling his heart. Even his family didn't manage to melt the ice because it had become nearly impossible. But what happens when a tiny girl targets those tombs and begins shooting arrows of affection and devotion, shattering their foundation? Tropes : Age-gap ✨ Grumpy X Sunshine 🐣 She fell first 🐸 He fell harder 🤌

Dawud., de yourmuslimah

My stomach dropped the second we made eye contact. He had long and dark brown hair, which curled under the baseball cap he wore backward. The subtle curve of his nose was covered in light freckles with piercing green eyes and lush eyelashes to match. He was tall and thin, carrying a beauty I couldn't comprehend. I didn't even let my eyes trail down to what he was wearing. I lowered my gaze immediately, feeling my cheeks grow hot. I watched his feet shift awkwardly in those navy blue Vans. *** Jannah is a nineteen-year-old Muslim just trying to get by. Her life was a long routine consisting of school, work and keeping her mother happy. Every day was the same and she was content on being patient. That is, until she stumbled upon Dawud; an older and handsome employee at the local Islamic bookstore. A new chapter of her life unfolds, where the tests of faith, friendship and family push her to define what really matters. Will she succeed in her mission to be happy? Add this book to your library and read to find out!

The Feeling Of First Love, de author_Ak

" Why are you blushing like that? "He asked when he saw her blushing, reading a book. So She start telling him how the male character is so good and how he is making her blush. " My Love, You can only blush cause of me." His eyes darken and pull her towards himself. " he's a Fictional Man" She giggled. " Fictional or What, Only I have rights on you. ⤷ Adilah Afzal, a simple girl who loves to live in her own world, finds solace in the pages of books. Reading is therapy for her, a way to escape the harsh realities of life. On the other hand, Azhaan Malik is a hardworking boy who has recently graduated and is fervently searching for a job. Determined and driven, he strives to make a mark in the world. While coming her Cousin's Wedding, she had no idea that this occasion will introduce her to a feeling she has only read about in books - the feeling of Love. The Feeling Of First Love.

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, de stardustwritesss

── .✦ 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐂𝐎𝐌 ✦ 𓈒⟡₊⋆∘˚⊹ ࿔ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐲 ᯓ★ 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧 returns to visit her paternal family after 16 years-only to end up unexpectedly married to her cousin, 𝐙𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢. ᯓ★ She tries everything to stop the marriage-from ruining his mornings to filling his nights with chaos. ᯓ★ But Zain? He's a patient man. ᯓ★ 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝.

Dear Shumail.., de Niqabii_muslimah

"If you didn't love me in the first place then you shouldn't have married me." She said, her heart sinking knowing that she didn't have a place in his heart. "Do you think I wanted to?" He spoke, turning his face to the side looking at her over his shoulder. "If it wouldn't have been for Zain then I wouldn't have ever!." He stated. She didn't knew how she could muster up so much courage to stride towards him and turn him by holding his hands as she made him face her. Standing on her tiptoes she was a bit his level as she caught hold of his collars. "Tell me you're lying. Tell me that it wasn't just for Zain. Tell me you're doing this because you're angry with me. Tell me that's it's all a lie!" She exclaimed at the end, her tears rolling down her cheeks freely. He looked at her for a second before he caught her hands which were on his collar and removed them, and holding her wrist, he turned it behind her back as he fiercely pulled her closer to him, his eyes staring deep into her. "Even if I am, you have lost the right to ask me that." He stated coldly. "Why!" She exclaimed. "Why did you behave so sweet with me all this time, when you had already planned to end this relation. Why did you filled this void life of mine with happiness and joy. You should have just let me be!" Her eyes held the anger and pain which her heart was feeling. "Just to let you know how it feels to be betrayed." With that said, he let go of her and moved back. *** The only things that mattered in Shumail Ibrahim's life were his friends and his work. His life was pretty normal until she entered his life. He met her suddenly just like that and with just a single look he had fallen for her deeply. Everything seemed magical and to anyone who saw them happy together seemed it was destiny that brought them together. But was it really destiny that played it's game or the mastermind was actually someone else?? Find out in Dear Shumail...Please try to forgive me.

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The Feeling Of First Love cover

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Dear Shumail.. cover

His Not so Innocent Tutee

'When I first saw you I said Mashallah and then I said Inshallah' ...... From innocently stalking to fumbling through conversations, she's a walking disaster of charm and sincerity, even if it doesn't always come out right. He's the type to hold his patience like a shield, but even the most patient man can't avoid the chaos that follows this cute, no-sense girl wherever she goes "I am so close to smacking your head with this pen now. Don't get on my nerves anymore and tell me what I said the next step would be!" The patient man, who can no longer be called patient, glares at the poor girl who is pressing her lips tightly together, trying not to let out a sniff, while holding the hem of her shawl so tightly that it will definitely leave wrinkles. "You said..." she starts quietly but ends up bursting when she cannot remember exactly what he taught her. "That you wouldn't be rude! But you're so rude! I don't want to learn from you!" she tried. But couldn't hold back from snapping at his rudeness. Sniffing, she glares at him as he looks at her, clearly annoyed. "You're impossible," he mutters, shaking his head. Yet somehow, there's a smile hiding behind that stern look because nobody can ignore her cuteness. "Jerk," she mumbles to herself before quickly glancing up with wide, innocent eyes, hoping he didn't hear. It's a love story that's as sweet as it is ridiculous, filled with more laughter than either of them ever expected.