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Fire and Silk

Leituras 3,626
Votos 66
Capítulos 3
Tempo 18m

Leituras 3,626
Votos 66
Capítulos 3
Tempo 18m

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"Silk burns but it does not melt."

How will river cope in the outside world after years of being locked away and being put through unimaginable things no child should go through. Will she finally discover herself or will she melt?

A tall darskin boy rushes into the reception. His clothes are wet and scruffy and he looks like hes just woken up. A pair of headphones lay on his neck and he holds an art folder in his hand and i look back up to his face to see nothing but dreads. I see small glimpse of his forest brown eyes which lock with mine and he freezes when he sees me and i quickly turn away...Todos os Direitos Reservados

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The American (BWWM), de mss_amalee

"What?" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep, rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, with a solid build. His deep grey eyes are glaring at me right now. His jawline is so sharp I'm sure it can cut through anything. "You hit me, spilling my coffee all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious. "So, what do you want me to do about it?" he asks, like he's done nothing wrong. "You're supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone. "And why should I?" "Because that's what people with manners do." "I know that, but you don't deserve a sorry from me." "Wow. And why is that?" "Because black bitches like you don't deserve it," he says with a sneer. "I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say, angry at his insults. "Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer. I don't say anything but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I expected him to apologize. It's Ethan, after all. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ethan is a young male about to get his first degree, he might look normal to the world, but don't we all have our demons inside. Ethan has a problem that he feels hatred is the best way to cure it, but one lady proves him wrong. Adina is a beautiful young girl who is also about to get her first degree at the same university as Ethan. Adina is full of life and dislikes anyone who thinks they can bully her. Ethan is hell-bent on bringing hell down on Adina, and she is determined to shove it up all the way into his ass. They are both opposites, but they say opposites attract one other. What happens when a significant incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for each other?

Fallible, de UmmSalmaan

She didn't know she had it for him this bad until Umaymah told her he will be travelling out. It wasn't like she was going to see him often anymore, but she felt at least at every graduation ceremony or prize giving day, he could show up. And maybe drive Umaymah to say hi to her during holidays like he did two weeks back. All these were just wishes and now that he will be leaving the country, she needed to forget about him. Mubeen's heart lurked in his chest. Is she really glad he was coming home or was that a facade? She doesn't even know she was on speaker. He bit his lower lip and sighed. What does she even look like?

A Peculiar lovestory (Completed), de Harunafaree

To read the completed book: Go to Okadabooks. https://okadabooks.com/user/FareedaHaruna "There's no point crying over spilled milk" a popular adage which is encrypted in most of our daily activities. At the age of 10, she was already betrothed to Mallam sanusi, younger brother to the village chief. His rotten kolanut designed mouth was all she saw when her mother disclosed that information. Being a strong headed child, she's always been, had she packed up her clothes in a silk headtie, she hit the road at midnight when every family member of hers was asleep. Had she known what she was getting herself into, she would never have left home. Had she known the hell she'll pass through, she would have happily married Mallam sanusi. Had she known the hardship she'll have to endure, she would have danced her way to Mallam sanusi's home. Had she known the dangers she'll encounter, his rotten kolanut designed mouth, would have been the least of her worries! But she's left home already, she has to survive. It's her only option.

Irrevocable |A Nigerian Romance. , de NanaAmiinah

©️ 2017. Original written in 2016/2017. Highest Ranking #2 on What's Hot list- Spiritual .. Imagine being in a type of house where you're banned from dating, having two choices: 1. To get married immediately after secondary school. 2. To get married after graduating college. Being a teenager has its up and downs, and Khadijah's might be a little bit of sneaking around and defying orders. Her father disapproved of the term, and the whole concept of dating. He believed that when you're a student, your thoughts should be solely focused on your education, and when you get married, you concentrate on managing your household. Yet, Khadijah found a way to create her own choice and well, she had to face the consequences of her actions. .. "My heart beats for you Khadijah, feel it." He steadied her left hand to his chest. .. #98. 28/11/17. #83. 30/11/17. #77. 30/11/17. #67. 02/12/17. #43. 07/12/17. #37. 08/12/17. #32. 10/12/17. #24. 26/01/18. #18. 22/01/18. #16. 19/03/18. #15. 14/12/17. #14. 15/01/18. #13. 22/12/17. #10. 22/03/18. #09. 15/04/18. #07. 15/04/18. #04. 30/04/18. #03. 21/06/18. #02. 28/06/18 #1 in Hausa. #1 in Deen. #1 in MuslimRomance #1 in ProjectNigeria. Kindly vote, comment and share as you read. Please and please try to not be a silent reader. Thank you!

My glimpse of Paradise, de writtenbysa_

"...and then I met him." Tears began forming in my eyes as I listened to the words that were uttered by him. How was this possible? A tear left my right eye, followed by another one. I am dreaming, right? Right? Never in a million years I thought I would be here, listening to those words. To this truth. Reliving those times. He was joking, right? Right? "... it has always been you." She doesn't seem to believe me. A tear fell from her right eye. Is this really happening? Wasn't this what I always wanted? I looked at her. 'You don't believe me, do you?' My hopeful gaze found her shocked eyes. These eyes. These light orbs, made me fall even deeper.

Internal Hell, de Peperoses

This new sensual feeling made him excited like a horse that was aggressively running to win the race. He was still consumed by the alcohol, the rain wasn't able to wash his intoxication away. His lust was raging like a fire that couldn't be extinguished, that even the light was cut off to participate in this evil scene. "No, who are you, no please no!"she was shocked when she was awoken by his dirty touch and felt their indecent position but due to darkness, she couldn't easily escape from his stronghold. She cried hopelessly, but the young man was very intoxicated, he felt very powerful, he was like a heartless beast who slowly devoured her delicate soul, every piece of it. She tried hard to get away, but she wasn't able to protect her chastity. He did it, he destroyed her. 🔥🔥🔥 To what extent could you give forgiveness? Meet the hopeless patient,Drayan Ebry Cham ,a normal 14-year old girl. A diligent practicing Muslimah, but this little angel was being dragged to the darkness, someone removed her halo, there was a man who violated her soul, who killed her laughter and burned her dignity. But after ten years, Drayan bloomed like a beautiful flower .She was fine physically,but she had an unsound mind. Meet her sinful handsome doctor,Harix Birkly Hans. A 95% angel by looks but a 100% devil by act. He wore his white coat like wings installed behind his back. But these wings clipped by his dark past and brought him to internal hell. When a temporary touch became a permanent mark When the time just worsened the pain Was 10 years enough to force someone to regret his sin? Or was it enough to run away again? If you are the sick princess would you accept the healing hands of a beast? Internal Hell(Satan doesn't shout,he whispers) 🚨: Delicate content : #1 in Spiritual(6/6/22) #1 in Forgiveness(6/4/22) #1 in Muslimlovestory(1/12/22) #1 in Repentance(3/19/22) #1 in Muslimromance(3/30/22) #1 in Lunatic(3/16/24) #1 in Hopeless(11/20/25) #1 in Test (1/

"But I Want You,", de TessaYoung5

He thought he loved her. But in his world, love meant waiting. Watching. Wanting. Mudassir has always been haunted-by his father's control, by years of silence, and by the memory of a girl from university who never knew him more than just an acquaintance. Post-graduation, still trapped in emotional ruin, he finds her again... but not the way he hoped. She's changed. She's moved on. She's engaged. But not him. To him, if it runs-it means chase. As obsession festers, therapy rooms turn into battlegrounds. Kindness is mistaken for invitation. And the line between affection and control begins to disappear. When the past claws its way back into the present, what can truly be salvaged-and what was never real to begin with? This isn't a typical love story, but a descent of obsession, projection, and the danger of trying to fit someone into the shape of your wounds. He didn't just fall in love with her. He built a life around wanting her. ... In the book cover, that's me lol and is made and photographed by me. ... ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains depictions of mental illness (depression, anxiety, OCD, narcissistic traits), suicidal ideation, emotional abuse, death threats, substance use, and toxic family dynamics. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you're struggling, know that help exists, and you are not alone. ❤️

The Girl He Loves So Much , de shikagupta170

Suddenly I turned around. And I shouted loudly. Mr. Devil is standing there staring at me and narrowing his eyebrows. What the hell he is doing. I'm in the towel. You ,what are you doing here. Damian - I could ask the same thing. Angelina - I grabbed the flower vase. What are you doing in my room. Damian - that flower vase costs more money than you have ever seen in your life. I advise you to put it down. Angelina- I kept it down. His eyes are traveling through my length of my body. I feel naked under his gaze. I cleared my throat. Now tell me why you are here. Suddenly a book fallen from his hands. It's from my favorite novel. I didn't no you read. Damian - a lot of things you don't know about me. Angelina -he started walking closer to me. And I stepped back and I hitted the counter. Our bodies are only few inches away. He whispered in my ear. For instance someone probably more.... Dressed. Shit !the towel. I cleared my throat. I should get dressed. He putted his hands on the kitchen counter leaning towards me as my breath quickens and heart is racing from the proximity of my body. He winked and said you should... Yes.. And why I am not moving. Damian - is there any problem, Ms. Angelina. Angelina- no Damian - but you are blushing. Angelina - and I hate myself for that. I slightly pushed him. Please you are too close to me. Damian - am I making you uncomfortable angelina What happens if two different personalities meet. Will they stay or apart. Read it further to know the story. And I promise it is a beautiful love story. Will they fall in love ? Will his opinion changes regarding women? Will he finally gets his broken princess or destiny plays it's part? Read it further to know this beautiful story and experience the greatest romance between them ..........

Wanted to be loved (Islamic Story), de Delicate_crystals

"You will do it. You have to teach me. I will make you do it." He took a step toward me. I didn't stepped back, expressing that I was not afraid, ready for anything. "I will inform the Principal that you have caused another plight. And he will blindly accept it. And threw you out of his college." He threatened me. His lips tugged up to evil smirk. He stepped back, making measurable distance between us. I breath out a sigh of relief. "And you are already a transfer student. You might have no career ahead." He finished, as the smirk playing on his lips grew wider. He really have lost his sanity, didn't he? "Do you really believe, that I will be terrified with your empty threats." I narrowed my eyes at him. My growing lava of rage from the past days over took, ready for a rupture. I won't back out this time. "Never!" I screamed at out of my lungs. "I have went through hell! And I can start from scratches again." I spat at him and tried to walk pass him. As I said 'tried' He grabbed my arm, pulled me back harshly. I stumbled back prevented myself from falling. His smirk faded away, giving space to a deep scowl. My elbow started growing in deep pain. You are stronger than this. "You have not even witnessed hell. Blue. But if you walk pass me, ignore my demand again, I will make sure that you engross every part of hell. Blue." He warned me, but he didn't know what I have faced. "I dare you Damon!" with that said I left the room. Leaving him alone once again ○○○•○•○•○•○•○○•○•○•○○• This is a story about a broken heart bad boy and a miserable life of a muslim girl. Will she ever be able to cure his broken heart and fix her life with him? Or things will take a new turn, and they will be drowned in unpredictable tragedy.

Updates, de Lia_sals

"Look at me," he whispered, but I was too frightened to turn around. When I felt his hand on my shoulder, I flinched. "Please just look at me, Salma," he says, gently turning me to face him. I look at him. His eyes are red from lack of sleep, and his once curly hair now resembles a bird's nest. "I'm the guy you warn your kids about while trying not to cry," he says, and I furrow my brows in confusion. "What are you talking about, Caleb?" I ask, and he shakes his head. "I'm the man every other man despises because he must demonstrate daily that he's not me. I wish I could apologize for that, but I can't; it's who I am, and I've made that clear to you," he declares. Tears well up in my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall, so I clench my jaw instead. 'That's just an excuse because you're scared, I'm looking at you Caleb and I can see the fear, it's okay to be scared but what's not okay is trying to act like some sort of sick villain who turned hero just to make me fall in love with you' I say while breathing heavily and he looks away from me. I take a step closer to him but he towers over me. ' You didn't deceive me or trick me, I knew who you were the moment I saw you' I say shoving him and he grabs both my wrist. 'And who am I Salma? you seem to know everything so please tell me.' he says in a deadly whisper which sends chills down my spine and I stay quiet looking up at him. 'I'll tell you then, I'm the guy who saw an insecure, broken girl who wanted an escape. A girl who couldn't get over the death of her sister and sabotaged her entire life because of that. A girl who wants pity from everyone, A girl who wants a free pass, A girl who-' he doesn't get to finish his sentence because I slap him hard across the face with tears falling down my face. I take a step back looking at him and he turns to look at me with a shocked expression. 'You forgot to say I'm the girl you fell in love with' I say to him before walking away.

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"What?" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep, rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, with a solid build. His deep grey eyes are glaring at me right now. His jawline is so sharp I'm sure it can cut through anything. "You hit me, spilling my coffee all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious. "So, what do you want me to do about it?" he asks, like he's done nothing wrong. "You're supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone. "And why should I?" "Because that's what people with manners do." "I know that, but you don't deserve a sorry from me." "Wow. And why is that?" "Because black bitches like you don't deserve it," he says with a sneer. "I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say, angry at his insults. "Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer. I don't say anything but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I expected him to apologize. It's Ethan, after all. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ethan is a young male about to get his first degree, he might look normal to the world, but don't we all have our demons inside. Ethan has a problem that he feels hatred is the best way to cure it, but one lady proves him wrong. Adina is a beautiful young girl who is also about to get her first degree at the same university as Ethan. Adina is full of life and dislikes anyone who thinks they can bully her. Ethan is hell-bent on bringing hell down on Adina, and she is determined to shove it up all the way into his ass. They are both opposites, but they say opposites attract one other. What happens when a significant incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for each other?