A different pair
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  • Parts 12
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  • Reads 135
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 59m
Ongoing, First published Sep 26, 2023
Khadija and Adam are two people who can never get together religiously.
Despite their unexpected meeting, their bond is strong. And Khadija is praying that Adam could join her religion. 
How are they going to manage their love for each other?

Disclaimer: 
Any haram mentioned in the story isn't a normalising to it. Do not take as an excuse or motive to do it. 
May Allah guide us all.
Subhanallah
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You are mine

14 parts Ongoing

"She *was* your wife, but now she belongs to me. And I won't stand for a single insult against her-don't forget that." With a firm grip on Ruksana's hand, he walked away without waiting for a reply, her steps trailing helplessly behind him, as if swept away by the force of his will. ---------- He paced the room like a caged lion, his footsteps echoing off the walls. He wanted to set the whole world on fire, to watch it burn as he was burning inside. The pain was too much to bear, too much to endure. Today, his love had been shrouded in the veil of death; today he had witnessed her becoming another man's wife. If anyone could understand the depths of such agony, it was he. His phone rang, but without a glance, he hurled it against the wall with all his might. The phone shattered into a thousand pieces, mirroring the fragments of his own shattered heart. He collapsed onto his knees, tears streaming down his face. The pain was excruciating, the loss of his love almost unbearable. -------- She was about to leave when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Her back grazed the solid wall of his chest as he leaned in close. His breath tickled her ear, sending shivers down her spine. A kiss, feather-light, brushed against her cheek. "Listen to me," his voice a low rumble against her ear, filled with love and unwavering confidence, "this might sound crazy, but you are mine. No matter how far you run, you will always belong to me."