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Winged Dreams

HopesPrayersNSmiles

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Reads 1,323,566
Votes 118,040
Parts 47
Time 13h 2m

HopesPrayersNSmiles

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She knew that her work wouldn't let her rest,

Was aware that every day would be a test.

It was her passion though, to see the last smiles, 

Although they haunted her for the longest of times.



He was a wonder in this world,

Possessed a heart of gold.

His heart bled for every atrocity the ummah faced,

His Soul shook every time an innocent was shot dead.



She couldn't believe that he was hers,

And he was on a mission to never see her in tears.

She remembered this when a cry escaped its cage,

And knew that he would love her even after his last breath.All Rights Reserved

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Last Sacrifice | #Wattys2018 by midnightcovet

'I can't stop.' His voice was husky and his breath, ragged. He backed her up against the wall, the warmth of his breath penetrating her ears and his lips lightly brushing against the soft skin of her earlobe. She closed her eyes, sucking in her bottom lip as he moved to rest his lips on her bare shoulders... ---- She was rich. He was poor. She had two lovers but she only loved one. They were battered and bruised by the hardships of life, only to find solace in each other. Their forbidden love sparks hatred in the heart of a spiteful man who threatens to come in between them. Will they survive through the hardest of battles? It was their last sacrifice.

Fallible by 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?

Our Hopes For Forever ✔︎ by hijabygirlFa_h

(Featured by wattpad) She was lost in her own thoughts.She felt like there was no one who could heal her wound. Her tears were falling from her eyes as if like a rain was falling heavily. In all a sudden her world stopped since she had got that wound.She wanted to a do a magic, but she knew, nothing could be done.She knew it, it's only Allah could do this magic to her. All talks were flashing in her mind.She tried to stop being weak but even though she could not be strong. "DO YOU THINK I AM YEARNING TO BE WITH YOU?"He shouted and was furiously."JUST GET LOST FOOL! MIND YOU! IF YOU AGAIN DO THIS-"He pointed his finger towards me and his eyes were full of angryness. He squeezed his teeth.Before I opened my mouth to speak,Zaheer told me to go in my room."Why it's happen this to me only, do I deserve all of this?"Since she went in this level of her life,all her hopes were destroying.This kind of level is important for all of us as a human.She started to never have hope in life. But why? It is said we must have hope in life.Why she is feeling weak? What's that level? Why is she crying?What type of wound she gets?Why is she feeling unlucky? #This story wants to show you with every difficulty there is relief, because difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations. But you don't know what this one will lead.And now if you want to know the answers of the questions, you will add this story in your reading list and library.You'll read it, vote and surely comment. Note:Dear readers, this story is for everyone, for Muslims and non-Muslims, you'll learn many things in this story, if it's require then you'll need to keep a box of tissue near to you, you'll need also to keep a popcorn next to you so that you can enjoy this story :) This story is different and let's see why this story meant"Our Hopes For Forever" when she never believed in hope. Will it lead to a sad or beautiful destination? ➰Written and edited by : hijabygirlFa_h. ➰ Copyright© hijabygirlFa_h

Falling Harder✔ by talesofmaya

Love,a magnamous four lettered word that can provoke joy, happiness yet it has the the power to incite destruction and chaos. Why is it always linked with pain? Her heart barricaded by walls of self belief, decorated with tangled thread of Faith and integrity , she craves love that has infinte depths after bumping into a heartbreak that leaves her helter skelter. Craving and wanting is another part of life that only the lucky get what they really want. Him. He wears his heart on his sleeve, lightens up other people's worlds but to his misfortune his world is full of darkness that would only be illuminated by her presence in his life. But they are contrast to one another. Will they have an intertwined fate together? Be with me to discover the fate of these two caged hearts. Gorgeous cover by Twinkle_Teardrops

His Gorgeous Muslimah (completed) √ by bibties_ink

He was now striding purposefully towards her as she tried as much as she could to compose her self. She wasn't wrong. It was Umar. Umar the brashly arrogant, softhearted egoist she once loved intensely. Deep inside her, she knew she still does but she has to stop. HIS GORGEOUS MUSLIMAH is a story like no other. Read to find out how destiny played it part in the lives of Minal and Umar

Dear Shumail.. by 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.

Bowled Over By The Broken by HopesPrayersNSmiles

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

ROUHI by yourukht

Hafsa kept on weeping and sobbing, Saaqib didn't understand why. It was he who got hurt, why was she crying?

Black hearts meet Red by Hafsa_Sabih

I walked down the dark hallway, my eyes scanning the rooms on my way.The door was slightly ajar as I reached the end of the hallway, my hands pushing the door open as I stepped in.Her sorrowful sobs reached my ears as I stared at her little form huddled in the corner of the dark room.Moonlight from the large window fell on her body as she continued to sob sitting on the floor. My stomach twisted in a bad way seeing her like this.A pain seared at the bottom of my heart as she hiccuped making me move towards her.I sat on the floor near her silently, not saying a word.She noticed my appearance as she stiffened for a fraction of second.Her cries had stifled as we sat in the dark with moonlight showering over us. "He had broken me into so many piece that it will take a life time to collect all.He ripped me apart from my soul, from my self respect making me crumble to the ground like ash.."Her hoarse yet soft voice resonated around the room making me turn my eyes to her beautiful face. "I have nothing left of myself.Nothing."She sounded defeated.But I didn't like hearing those words from her.It killed me to listen the bitter words she swallowed each time she spoke. *** She unintentionally stumbles in his life, stealing every fiber of his body.He wishes to make her his but destiny has other plans. As they smiled at each other little did they know that after this they were not going to smile again.It's a story not just about two broken people but with of a girl and boy who's hearts had turned Black.Striving to hold on to living and trying to move on with life will they be able to meet their Red again or will they fall apart along with time. A Romantic spiritual love story that will melt your heart, so get ready to read a tale maybe you've never heard because it's not a story whispered at nights .. <3 Ranked # 1- muslimlovestory (12th April 2021)

Devil's Dynasty by anatolius_writing

Previously known as "The Ceo And His Hijabi" *** The night was dark. Ruthless and forbidden. It was like the murkiness was calling him in the arms of lurking demons, the demons which had always been there with him, teasing him mocking him. He stood before the window, looking down at the city, which was glittering as if thousands of stars have descended down from the sky, each scattering as far as a human eye could see. The tall buildings stood there, an aura of pride surrounding them, reminding him the consequences of the evil power that he had faced. His heart was beating in a sinful rhythm but the devil, oh the devil, he stood there in the darkness as if it was his own cloak, his own shelter. "Tell me this is a lie," The little Muslimah whispered. Her voice hoarse with emotions, her throat perched from all the crying that she had done in the past hour. The truth that laid before her had broken her. "Either you believe the artificial lie or realize the truth lying before your eyes." His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. His mind but his heart, it was in chaos. A cry of pain escaped the Muslimah's lips but he stood there, unwavering, listening to the tortured soul. "How long? How long have you kept this from me?" She questioned him. Her green eyes held a fire which he had never seen before. It was dangerous because it could consume her, becoming the reason for her own downfall. He knew after telling her the truth there was no coming back but he was a man of character and no matter how comforting a lie is, he would always go for the truth even if it meant chaos.

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Last Sacrifice | #Wattys2018

'I can't stop.' His voice was husky and his breath, ragged. He backed her up against the wall, the warmth of his breath penetrating her ears and his lips lightly brushing against the soft skin of her earlobe. She closed her eyes, sucking in her bottom lip as he moved to rest his lips on her bare shoulders... ---- She was rich. He was poor. She had two lovers but she only loved one. They were battered and bruised by the hardships of life, only to find solace in each other. Their forbidden love sparks hatred in the heart of a spiteful man who threatens to come in between them. Will they survive through the hardest of battles? It was their last sacrifice.