Muslims In Love

Muslims In Love

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Many girls were obsessed with a new Arab guy who's new to town. Amina wasn't really into guys as much she wanted to focus on her school work and get good grades. ****************************************** But after she saw the new guy everyone was talking about, flashbacks started running through her mind about this "guy"... ******************************************* Will Amina and Mustafa fall in love with each other or will everything turn out the same between them in their freshman year? •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
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"You will do it. You have to teach me. I will make you do it." He took a step toward me. I didn't stepped back, expressing that I was not afraid, ready for anything. "I will inform the Principal that you have caused another plight. And he will blindly accept it. And threw you out of his college." He threatened me. His lips tugged up to evil smirk. He stepped back, making measurable distance between us. I breath out a sigh of relief. "And you are already a transfer student. You might have no career ahead." He finished, as the smirk playing on his lips grew wider. He really have lost his sanity, didn't he? "Do you really believe, that I will be terrified with your empty threats." I narrowed my eyes at him. My growing lava of rage from the past days over took, ready for a rupture. I won't back out this time. "Never!" I screamed at out of my lungs. "I have went through hell! And I can start from scratches again." I spat at him and tried to walk pass him. As I said 'tried' He grabbed my arm, pulled me back harshly. I stumbled back prevented myself from falling. His smirk faded away, giving space to a deep scowl. My elbow started growing in deep pain. You are stronger than this. "You have not even witnessed hell. Blue. But if you walk pass me, ignore my demand again, I will make sure that you engross every part of hell. Blue." He warned me, but he didn't know what I have faced. "I dare you Damon!" with that said I left the room. Leaving him alone once again ○○○•○•○•○•○•○○•○•○•○○• This is a story about a broken heart bad boy and a miserable life of a muslim girl. Will she ever be able to cure his broken heart and fix her life with him? Or things will take a new turn, and they will be drowned in unpredictable tragedy.

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