DARK HORSE: REDEMPTION
- LECTURAS 13,738
- Votos 1,043
- Partes 41
Concluida mar, sep 2, 202511h 44m
Tasnim entered the room with a gentle 'Salam', but the silence was deafening. The pungent smell of cigar smoke assaulted her nostrils, making her wrinkle her nose in distaste. Where was it coming from? She hesitated, tempted to retreat to the kitchen, but the open balcony door drew her attention.
Curiosity propelled her forward. She approached the door, intending to close it, assuming the smell originated from outside. But what she saw froze her in place. Her gaze locked onto the scene before her, confusion etched on her face.
Disbelief clouded her mind, thoughts racing in disjointed fragments. What is happening? When? Why? How? The questions swirled, refusing to merge into a rational thought.
Tasnim's eyes remained fixed, her body immobile, as if time itself had paused.
Todos los derechos reservados
#29
arewalovestory
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
The Love That Hurts (#Billionaire's Obsession) | ✓
"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔" •••• "Don't lie, Amisha. I'm sick of these lies. And if you're so sure that you didn't cheat on me, then fine, let's move on to the next step,prove me you didn't cheated on me" he said, and she frowned in confusion. He realized she didn't understand his intention. "Get intimate with me, tell me that you love me, and I'll believe you. I'll believe that you're telling the truth," he said, or more precisely, made an offer. She couldn't process his words. Her heart broke as she listened to him. •••• His expression darkened, pain flickering in his eyes. "Kya kami reh gayi thi, Amisha? Sab kuch diya tha tumhe... apna dil tumharee kadmon mein rakha tha. Fir bhi tumne yeh kiya?" His words came out in a choked whisper, his composure slipping. (Was there anything I didn't give you, Amisha? I gave you everything... I placed my heart at your feet. And still, you did this) Tears gathered in his eyes, though he struggled to maintain his demeanor, reminding himself he couldn't afford to be soft. "You're hurting me," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. His eyes flickered with guilt, but he didn't let go. "And what about the hurt you caused me?I loved you, Amisha. I gave you everything. My heart, my soul... everything. And still, you didn't choose me." Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should have looked into my eyes once, it was always you Vivaan. But your jealousy... your obsession... it's destroying us."Concluida
Sworn Sisters
. . . . . The man took her to a small office downstairs. It seemed he was the owner of the hotel, given how well he knew his way around. She sobbed quietly, her sister's betrayal hurting more than Halima's beating. Today, she had to find out that her sister had no heart. "Take this," the mysterious man passed her an ice pack. "Use it on the swelling." She took it from him. "Thanks." The man studied her. She looked so young. What was a young lady like her doing in a hotel while her mates were in school? The man wondered. Women of today have no shame at all. "What were you thinking?" he asked. "Excuse me?" she asked, cocking a brow. "What were you thinking when you followed that man to the hotel? Don't you have any shame?" "Stop it. Stop talking as if you know the whole truth. You don't even know half of the story, but you're already judging," she said. He cackled. "Oh, really? What I witnessed is enough for me. You sell your body for money. It's as simple as that." "Shut up!" "The truth hurts, right? Next time, you should think before repeating the same mistake." "Please shut up!! Please," she broke into tears. It hurts a lot. Now she's the prostitute. People will laugh at her if they come to watch the videos some people took. "Okay," he raised his hands up in surrender. "I want to go home," she stood up. "I can send my driver to drop you if you want." "No, thank you. Wouldn't want part two to repeat itself," she said sarcastically. "Thanks for the ice, anyway." A story about two sisters fighting for their rights. A secret they've sworn to keep from the world. One of these sisters has to take the blame for the other sister's wrongdoing, and there's no way this innocent sister can speak the truth. No one would believe her, except one man.Concluida
PARALLEL HEARTS
AN AREWA SLOW-BURN... ©2025 all rights reserved --- Aisha Hassan Saeed never planned to work for a man like Sudais Abubakar Muhammad - the meticulous, intimidating CEO who somehow manages to stress her, confuse her, and fascinate her all at once. She's outspoken, funny, and full of trouble. He's controlled, calculating, and impossible to read. They clash in the office, argue over little things, and pretend they can't stand each other. But underneath the sarcasm, the quiet looks, and the unspoken tension... something is shifting. This is a slow-burn story about a boss who swears he doesn't care, a PA who swears she can't be bothered, and the undeniable pull between two people who were never supposed to get close - yet somehow keep finding their way back to each other. --- ~"An image of complexity, painted in the subtilities of black and gray."
DEADLY DECEPTION
#BOOK 1 of The Deadly Series In a world where trust is a luxury, secrets are deadly, and love is the most dangerous weapon of all... Avery Caine thought she was just another orphan with a quiet life-until the brutal murder of her guardian shatters everything she knows. Now, hunted and tangled in a past she doesn't remember, she has only one choice: trust him. Rick Conrad. Cold. Dangerous. A man with too many demons and not enough patience. He works in the shadows, fueled by vengeance, but when his path collides with Avery's, the last thing he expects is her-defiant, tempting, and completely off-limits. But danger has a way of pulling people together. And sometimes, the line between hate and desire is razor-thin. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 🔥 "Piccola," he murmured, tilting his head slightly. His voice was smooth-dangerous in the way it sent a shiver down my spine. "Even when I've warned you a million times about rolling your eyes at me... you still make the same mistake." My throat dried. He leaned in, his lips ghosting over the shell of my ear. His next words were a slow, deliberate whisper. "Or maybe..." His fingers trailed up my arm, featherlight. "You do it on purpose." I swallowed hard. "Maybe you want to make the same mistake again and again... just to be punished." My breath hitched. I bit my lip, and the moment I did, his gaze dropped-straight to my mouth. Something in his eyes flickered. Darkened. Before I could even think, his lips crashed against mine-hard, demanding, leaving no room for hesitation. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As enemies close in and the past refuses to stay buried, Avery and Rick must decide-survive apart or burn together. One thing's for sure. They were never meant to fall in love. But it's far too late for that.Concluida
My love, we're strangers||Affocacao||Affogato x Dark Cacao
WRITTEN BY @koirousvi (I have all permission to post until she says no) One felt trapped, one felt luxury, One felt free, one fell into delusions. "Behind the almost kneeling man, was the place of the scene. Where it all happened. There, there were two scented candles. One lavender and one chamomile. The lavender candle was still flickering, it seemed like it was everlasting. Set it down in the freezing cold, it would still survive. The chamomile candle, however- was in contrast, barely surviving. The wax was almost finished, and so was the flame. Without a fire, there's no light to guide. Without a light, there's no life to live."Concluida
His Wife Of Forcèd Fate ✓
She pulled him with his collars towards herself with all her will instead of just crashing her lips on him she just felt his lips with her's. her weak hands trembled around his collars.Her tears were flowing silently. He was in the complete state of shock from her actions but still feeling her hands trembling around his collars he supported the back of her head softly He had controlled his emotions from ages but when this happened he wasn't able to control himself all his rage, emotions, jealousy, fear came alive. It felt like a peace after an age for both of them. All unuttered emotions were deduced from that simple touch. Suddenly he dragged himself from that kiss "What are you even doing?" he asked furiously "Trying to show you that I only love you and no one" she shouted with a heavy voice _______________________ Left heartbroken at the altar, she never expected her life would lead her into, the arms of her ex lover's Elder brother - the grieving man, shattered by the loss of his 'wife' and 'unborn child'. Their forced marriage begins with cold formality, but as she supports him through his darkest days, a delicate connection starts to form between them. Just when it seems like hope is around the corner, a devastating secret shatters their fragile peace: she's pregnant by the brother who abandoned her. His heartache and jealousy drive a painful distance between them, threatening the love that was slowly growing. The situation gets worse when the brother returns, determined to claim both the child and the woman he left behind. Dive into a story of love, loss, and unexpected twists where every turn reveals new depths of the human heart.Concluida
Undeserving
Khadija Nadabo is the kind of woman everyone claims to know - warm, graceful, and endlessly polite, always with a gentle smile no matter the setting. To the outside world, she has it all: a picture-perfect family, a charming son, and a husband whose name carries weight and admiration. But behind closed doors, it's far from the life people envy. Her husband's infidelity is a quiet routine, and the steady stream of women he brings home is only matched by the cold disdain she receives from his family - a punishment she's quietly endured for a mistake that still haunts her. She knows better than anyone how deep and dangerous the cracks in the Murad family truly run. Their dysfunction isn't whispered - it's embedded. When a friend suggests a plan to fix her marriage and put an end to his betrayals, Khadija listens - if only for her son's sake. But instead of spreading herself thin trying to understand people who never tried to understand her, she starts pouring her energy into one person who sees her clearly, and quietly begins to help her find her voice again. The question is no longer will the plan work? It's does she still want it to?Concluida
the beginning a D-Gray man fan fiction watty awards~!
I felt a terrible pain in my stomach , at first it was bareable, but it was getting worse, I was gasping for breath, sweat dripped from my brow, I could'nt breath,it moved up to my chest, I stifeled a scream.and instead punced the wall I slumped to the floor, gasping as t began to get worse, it was lke a fire had been set in my chest! "Shayly! are you okay!" someone said, but I was in so much pain, i could'nt figure out who it was, until leanalee bent down in front of me, stay calm! iIl find someone," right after she said that, she looked up and yelled,"Kanda! help! she's in alot of pain," leanalee noticed the blood, and looked at me with concen I saw black boot's appere in my vision, as I was holding my head, looking at the floor. I saw hand's reaching for me, and remembred,dark hand's reaching for me, coming to kill me! i tryed to escape! but I was slapped and slamed into the wall!i screamed in pain! "no! leave me alone! please! i did'nt do anything!"Concluida
"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔" •••• "Don't lie, Amisha. I'm sick of these lies. And if you're so sure that you didn't cheat on me, then fine, let's move on to the next step,prove me you didn't cheated on me" he said, and she frowned in confusion. He realized she didn't understand his intention. "Get intimate with me, tell me that you love me, and I'll believe you. I'll believe that you're telling the truth," he said, or more precisely, made an offer. She couldn't process his words. Her heart broke as she listened to him. •••• His expression darkened, pain flickering in his eyes. "Kya kami reh gayi thi, Amisha? Sab kuch diya tha tumhe... apna dil tumharee kadmon mein rakha tha. Fir bhi tumne yeh kiya?" His words came out in a choked whisper, his composure slipping. (Was there anything I didn't give you, Amisha? I gave you everything... I placed my heart at your feet. And still, you did this) Tears gathered in his eyes, though he struggled to maintain his demeanor, reminding himself he couldn't afford to be soft. "You're hurting me," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. His eyes flickered with guilt, but he didn't let go. "And what about the hurt you caused me?I loved you, Amisha. I gave you everything. My heart, my soul... everything. And still, you didn't choose me." Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should have looked into my eyes once, it was always you Vivaan. But your jealousy... your obsession... it's destroying us."
Más detallesPautas de Contenido