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Emotions may temporarily fuel a revenge but the mind needs to believe in a cause to take it to the end - - "A wise man"

I now understand that there are several sides to a story. Your side, my side and also the true side !
I just found out that i have been manipulated to believe a fabricated cause.

The very same cause that I believed in for several years, which made me to do things which I wouldn't have done otherwise

I am confused . . . I need some time to think things through . . . I need some rest . . .

The "I" may be "You" .  !All Rights Reserved

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Love or Revenge by precawise

"I'll take the beating, but don't touch her," my father begged, broken and desperate. His plea fell on deaf ears as the command was given. The lashes came swiftly, and while my family screamed in horror, my uncles and father tried to mask their pain. But if you looked closely, you could see the agony etched in their faces. Each blow left me numb, but my mind screamed for revenge. I wanted retribution-for Liam, my grandmother, my father, my cousins, my aunts, and even those who once hated me cried out for it. But when I looked at my father, it was too late. He was unconscious, held tightly by those who had restrained him. I struggled through the pain, rushing to his side, bloodied and broken. "Help him, please!" I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks. My uncles rushed to help, but Liam and his men left without a second glance, driving off, and leaving us to deal with the aftermath.

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.

Fated To Be by XueHuiMingChun

If God is not going to punish the sinner then I WILL. People sometimes say to you, "Don't bother with them, their karma will come back to them someday". That is why sometimes people break themself in order to wait for that moment. But sometimes that moment never comes and you yourself are the one rotting away in this miserable life, so why wait when you could put your hands in it? "You are wrong. Whether I am here or not, your punishment will always come to you, I just.. make it much sooner for you. As I didn't have time to wait any longer", he said with a dark gloomy eyes that had lost their lights. When Shen Wei ran away at the age of 15 years old, he never thought that he would come back again, trying to untie the knot that had been lingering in his heart for years, he came back once again trying to understand some events, but to be honest, for him, it is just an excuse, he just wants to see the lights once again, to be able to proudly says "Mom, I have made it, the sinner have already been punished and you have nothing to worry about anymore". Even if it means to drag others down to hell with him. Shen Wei, "Because since the beginning, we have not been given a choice, we have been entangled in this trap, if we don't struggle to get away, you and I will surely lose. And I.. am not the type of person who will easily let other people bully me" Notes: First time making my own character, I think it will be hard for me to clearly describe how the character would be, but I will try my best. I must say first that the timeline is around the early 20th century.. probably, it is fictional, so there must be things that are different compared to the history. Thank you for understanding and reading my work.

Guilted: Wars Against The Past (Editing) by froward

The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

It Started with a Hijabi's Diary by flower_seeds_

"And they plot and plan, and ALLAH plans and ALLAH is the best of planners" (Al-Quran) "Can you tell me to whom this diary belongs?" The person gave me a bored look and I took a long breath to ease the ache in my lungs. I don't think I've ever ran this much in my life. I gave him a pleading look. "Please?! It's really important!". The person looked at me with a face void of any emotions. "Please!!" I don't think I've ever used this word for anyone except my family. I just ordered and it happened. But it didn't seem to be happening right now. I took a last glance at the person giving him a desperate look, then ran to other people. One clue, Just one!! Alteast a little hint!! I kneeled down on the road, not caring about anything and pleaded to Allah Almighty, keeping the diary close to me as it's the most precious thing in the world, the beads present in its cover poking my chest, "Please Allah! I'm sorry for all the sins I've ever done in my life. Surely, You're the most merciful. Please, find me a way to her. Let me meet her. Oh, Allah! Only You know if I don't go to her, what will happen. Please help me." I looked at the diary, its beads shining in the sunlight, and still keeping it close to my chest, I sat at the pavement looking defeated but I won't lose hope. I would not lose hope!! Then I heard heavy footsteps and then someone placed a hand on my shoulder and I turned only to feel like all the trucks of the world attacked me at once. It can't happen. No, no please no!! NOO!!! ____ It's a tale of motivation, Faith, Iman, Tawaqqul, Taqwa, mystery, twists and true love It's a tale of a diary "It all started with a Hijabi's diary! Now none of us knows how it's going to end" #1 in guiding #6 in Quran #1 in Taqwa #47 in mysteryromance #69 in Islam

posion by bennubomani

After a bad relationship a Muslim woman decide she's going to find another person but still feeling the pain of the break up with her girlfriend she decides she's going to take a bed but very angry is still bent on revenge from the break up. She tries to talk to the ghost or in the theatre but nothing comes of it this is her tail of revenge against cheating woman. It is most important to walk from the poison in our lives she did not get that through her head. And killed the other. A moral story Something similar to kill bill

You're the pain You're the cure by JhalaMargi

Heyy guys I am here with a new twisted story of our beloved #Purvir. Basically it's a Short story...which will be end in some parts...it's only and only a imagination based story...it's not related to our show...but yes it's a fanfiction...it will be very emotional and may be sensitive also... it's not related to anyone..it's just for entertainment... Hope u all will like it and do support me... The story begins from..... Purvir are married and it have been more than 7 months of their marriage... nothing is normal between them...in starting they have only casual talks...they won't leave in a same room...yes as the days passes out...they were talking freely...there was a hope rising of that...some day or their will be one day when they will be together... But life's circles moves and throws his dies...a day came...which shattered their life...after that day...they hardly meet or spoke...they were not looking to each other... what happened that day....which made distance between them...as far as moon to the earth...what tragedy occured on that day...if u wanna to know the what tragedy strike...then be with me at YOU'RE THE PAIN YOU'RE THE CURE, follow me and join me to look for it...and stay tuned...

A Larvikite for a Soul by _sashi

"Hey! Can't you stop for like five minutes? I have so many questions and you keep going on and on." I yelled at him. He turned around and proceeded to come toward me, fuming in anger. I instinctively started taking steps backwards until my back touched the wall. He came towards me and caged me, whispering in anger "Really? And why, pray tell me, should I answer them." ***** Hi! I am Anana and my life story is the most predictable - quite literally. For I am a wight - a soul who lingers at the back of people's minds and watches their 'already known to me life story' unfold. However, things get interesting when something unpredictable happens in 'my' life, when I have to take my own step and even watch it for it can make the difference between 'my' life and death!

We Were Meant To Be.~ COMPLETED by shabz_sam

Anya, the girl who fell for her best friend. But he already loves someone else and he is getting married in a month. She loves him to an extent that she can do anything to make him happy, even if his happiness lies in someone else...even if she has to let her heart break into tiny little pieces...even if she has to make her childhood enemy to be her fake boyfriend for a month. But in-between those fake dates, pretence love...does she actually fall for the enemy? But are they meant to be? Because her enemy is a Muslim while she is a Hindu... ***** I stood up and went towards him,"i dont know how you will be able to help me but i need a fake boy-friend before midnight." "'Morrow is sunday already?" He asked. Damn! Him and his short words. I nodded at his question and then he spoke,"then i will be your fake boy-friend." "What?" I choked on the air and started coughing. The boy who is my enemy,we were sworn to be nemesis wants to be my boy friend? Yeah yeah..fake boy-friend but still, thats something i didnt even see it coming in my nightmare. □□□□□□□□□□ its my first trial of a cliche story.... #195 feelings-26/9/18 #3 filmy-26/9/18 #452 crush-26/9/18 #71 religion-26/9/18 #36 bollywood-26/9/18 #9 heartbeats-26/9/18 #88 food-26/9/18 #27 memory loss-26/9/18 #150 sacrifice -26/9/18 #354 true love-26/9/18 #160 Islam-26/9/18 #51 childhood friend-26/9/18 #95 kisses-26/9/18 #252 Muslim-26/9/18 #8 hindu-26/9/18 #937 jealousy-26/9/18 #778 trust-26/9/18 #410 enemy-26/9/18

Don't Let Me Be Gone by lunaeclispe22

Virgil, once a Dark Side is now a Light Side. But the past often doesn't leave good enough alone. When the other sides only make Virgil feel worse, who's to stop him from just ending it all. Of course, Thomas taking pills to keep Virgil at bay doesn't help at all. And Deceit is the villain as always...right? TRIGGER WARNING : lots of gore/blood, suicidal attempts/thoughts, self harm, panic attacks and so on (all in great detail) ***I HAVE ALL RIGHTS TO THIS STORY AND ALL MY CHARACTERS THAT I HAVE CREATED FOR THIS BOOK*** Cover credit - @-nighteyes- COMPLETED STORY #1 in prinxiety (7/24/19) & (9/21/19) #1 in logicality (8/9/19) #1 in virgilsanders (10/25/19) & (11/3/19) & (2/3/20) & (4/14/20) #1 in anxiety (8/18/19) & (9/26/19) #1 in sanderssides (8/20/19) #1 in picremi (8/20/19) #1 in emilepicani (8/26/19) & (10/17/19) & (11/3/19) #1 in remysanders (9/2/19) #1 in pattonsanders (9/21/19) & (9/27/19) #1 in remussanders (9/27/19) & (10/11/19) & (11/23/19) #1 in patton (9/30/19) #1 in cartoontherapy (10/25/19) & (2/3/20) #1 in logan (5/1/20) & (5/23/20) & (6/8/20)

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Love or Revenge cover

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Fated To Be cover

Guilted: Wars Against The Past (Editing) cover

It Started with a Hijabi's Diary cover

You're the pain You're the cure cover

A Larvikite for a Soul cover

We Were Meant To Be.~ COMPLETED cover

Don't Let Me Be Gone cover

Love or Revenge

"I'll take the beating, but don't touch her," my father begged, broken and desperate. His plea fell on deaf ears as the command was given. The lashes came swiftly, and while my family screamed in horror, my uncles and father tried to mask their pain. But if you looked closely, you could see the agony etched in their faces. Each blow left me numb, but my mind screamed for revenge. I wanted retribution-for Liam, my grandmother, my father, my cousins, my aunts, and even those who once hated me cried out for it. But when I looked at my father, it was too late. He was unconscious, held tightly by those who had restrained him. I struggled through the pain, rushing to his side, bloodied and broken. "Help him, please!" I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks. My uncles rushed to help, but Liam and his men left without a second glance, driving off, and leaving us to deal with the aftermath.