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Papa Mia (DRAFT VERSION)

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"Mestila Papa Mia kan!" 

The phrase that Ammar Haziq always uttered even though Mia was not his biological father. Yasmin Amani adopted Mia due to her parents being her friend in Finland but Allah destined them to pass away early. Mia or Damia Eevi somehow had been the cupid for Haziq and Yasmin. She's the one who brought them together as husband and wife.
Despite the cuteness of this journey, Marwan Al-Amin's heart was broken again. 


This story will be both in Malay and English.
Adapted from my t*ktok pov "It's you".All Rights Reserved

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A Game That Destroys ✓ by WiseLemon

HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 IN ISLAM #10 IN SPIRITUAL "Tell me what you want. Anything. Just don't hurt them." That quirked his interest. "You would give me anything? Truly?" "I- what do you have in mind?" He stood up, moving closer to her. "A little something," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "First tell me you consent." She tried to step aside but he slammed his palms against the tree trunk, shoving her against it. "You said anything." She realized what he meant and nearly fell back. "No! I didn't mean that. You-you can't." "Give me your brother then." Her eyes welled up with tears. "P-please. I've never- I can't." "Anything." "We're not married." He laughed at that. "We don't have to be." She met his gaze and buried her face slightly in Ruhayl's hair. It was amazing how silent that kid was. "I-I don't-" He took a step back and shrugged. He wasn't one to force himself on a girl. His ways were malicious but he loathed the idea of rape. "All right. Fine. Let's play a game then." Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "A game?" "If you survive, I'll consider sparing your brothers. If you lose, you will give me what I want willingly. Simple." He smirked. In both cases, he would win. But she didn't need to know that. ******* Za'yaal Ibn Umair Al-Qureyshi, the Heir of Dragos and the cold hearted man who practically owns the country of Uzmer. Now at the age of 24, he's searching for a bearer for his heir. Myeesha, a poor orphan girl who would do anything for her twin and baby brother. What happens when she quirks interest in Za'yaal? Will she be willing to do anything he says in return for her brothers' safety? The Heir challenges Myeesha to a game. If she wins, he will release her brothers. But if she loses . . . she marries him. ***** Part I: Complete Part II: Complete Part III: Complete

Love me, Love my Lord (Complete√) by blazin_bubbles

Just a little note. I've completed the story but it needs a little editing. I'll be adding in some new things. So, some things might (MIGHT) not make sense. -------------------- -------------------- Romma Albasha. Everybody knows that name. She's the school's badminton champion after all. Those gorgeous green eyes and long golden locks were worth dying for. Not only that, the party addict can get any boy she wants. Well, that's just Romma for you. Despite being an Arab Muslim, Romma never really acted like one. Why should she? She's got everything in the world. Money, a doting father and amazing friends. She doesn't need Allah. But what happens when the kind and goody two shoes Waqqar Mehmood shows up? He's always been annoying to her. But that isn't the case when Romma starts spending time with him, seeking answers about her religion. There might just be a soft spot for Waqqar in Romma's heart. Or could there possibly be love blooming? Read to find out how Romma finds true love the halal way. She'll have to find herself as a Muslim before anything. Bubbs out!

Dil Ki Aawaz (Completed) (BOOK 2 OF 'DIL' SERIES) by Miss_dreamy_writer

Sequel Of 'Dil Mein Ho Tum' _x_ #38 - pilot | 8-08-2022 _x_ History was repeating itself. Once again the groom was replaced at the last moment, but this time he wasn't kidnapped. Fate had him back out itself. Unlike before, this marriage wasn't out of love, but an inconvenience. While Saqib's heart beats for Arzoo. Her heart was shattered into pieces. 'I am...... sorry, Arzoo." His voice repeated in her mind as tears cherished her cheeks. Arzoo's gaze went from her parents to her grandparents, to her relatives. Searching for one person, who knew what she was feeling right now. She raised her eyes to his, slow and unwilling to find his gaze was already fixed on hers. Only to find him seated on the groom's seat. "Do you Saqib Hamza Khan son of Hamza Rizwan Khan take Arzoo Ayaan Khan as your wife?" The Qazi asked, his eyes settled on the groom. "Why him though?" "Kyuki Agar Mera Baad Tumhe Koi Bepanah Mohabbat Karta Hai, Toh Woh Hai Saqib." Imran said with a smile. "Mujhe Kisi Aur Ki Biwi Ki Jagah Tumhare Bewa Bankar Zindagi Bhar Rehna Manzoor Hain." Arzoo exclaims while tears continue streaming down her eyes. "Par Mujhe Yeh Manzoor Nahi, Arzoo." Imran said a bit angrily. "Unlike other men, you read in novels, I want you happy, your whole life instead of grieving my absence." "Qubool Hai." Saqib says loudly, emphasising each word as if telling Arzoo that he was there for her like always. But this time not as her best friend, but as a husband. A single tear slid down her eyes, which had his chest tighten. With that, she was now, Arzoo Saqib Khan. She got married to her best friend instead of her first lover, Imran. Zoya nearly loses her posture, but Ayaan's hand found her waist to secure her balance. Tears blurred her vision. As she utters, "Ayaan, Humne Koi Zyadti toh nahi ki na, Arzoo Ke Saath?" For once Ayaan felt at loss for words. In what felt like forever Ayaan whispers, "I don't know. Bus Yahi Dua Hai Ki Hamara Faisla Inke Haq Mein Ho."

LOVE IS BLIND. by _Farah_Fareen_

This story is about a girl named Farah Fareen who belongs to a very conservative Muslim family in Pakistan but still, her parents want her to become a good doctor so they send her to China to study M. B. B. S. Farah does not believe in love anymore because of her terrifying past which was once her dream to fall in love with her dream boy. On the other hand, Shahid Maqdoomi is America's one of the greatest mafia leaders. He is very dangerous and the mafia is everything to him. There is no place for love in his life. The most important woman in his life is his mother. He had lots of one-night stands but he dismisses them in the morning except for his assistant Leena, but he has never fallen in love with her. Farah: where am I? The door opens as I wake up and I look ahead but see nothing but a dark shadow. ??? : you must be confused why are you here? He paused and I asked in a terrified state. Farah: yes? Before I could say anything he said. ??? : I am Shahid Maqdoomi and before I say anything to you, check the screen. I froze on the spot when I looked at the screen. Read all the story about what happens to her next.

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