Repentance Stories

Abhijit's unwavering devotion becomes Vansh's only shield when he is broken, abandoned, and shunned by the world. Years later, standing at the threshold of a new life, Vansh is forced to choose between his future and the brother who once held him through hell. He chooses wrong. Now, burdened by guilt and regret, Vansh must face the question that will define him forever-can repentance mend what betrayal shattered, or has he lost the devotion of the one person who loved him without condition? Once, Abhijit stood at the edge of an impossible choice-his own life, or his brother's. He did not hesitate. He chose love. He chose sacrifice. He chose to stay. Years later, that same brother becomes the hand that wounds him. Betrayal cuts deeper than any hardship he once endured. Now the question is no longer about sacrifice, but about mercy. Can a heart that gave everything learn to forgive what shattered it? And if forgiveness comes... will the fracture ever truly heal?

it's a halalromance story. He loved her more than anything in this world. He needed her more than his thirsty needs a water, yet he was running from her. She was his heart, yet he was avoiding her. He stayed silent for long, fighting his bleeding heart, avoiding his love for only one purpose. She loved him more than she thinks she loved herself. She needed him just like how a mother needs her child. He is her only hope, and home, yet she isn't ready to leave him. She needed him for ever. They were both in love. But one has to leave the other for a quite strong reason. can they be together at the end? what's that reason for their separation? why do they have to live in different worlds far from each other?.

The year is 1350 and the Black Death rages in Europe. With his young wife on the verge of death, Eugene knows that the only way to save her is to save the entirety of London. Striking a deal with the city's council, he makes an enchanted flute to lure the rats away in exchange for enough coin to purchase a well-guarded recipe to save his wife. Once the task is complete, the citizens of London refuse to pay the magician what is due, not knowing the evil they have unleashed upon their descendants... **Editing. Copyright © 2014 Veronica Graham. All rights reserved. [NaNoWriMo'13]

I may have married a monster. I returned to a mansion that breathes secrets and whispers my name in the dark. A marriage sealed by a dying wish binds me to Eiser Serafis - the cold, ruthless heir to a mafia empire - a man who made one thing painfully clear: This is not a love story. Footsteps echo through empty corridors. Masked figures move behind locked doors. With every passing night, danger inches closer. And then I realize something far more terrifying- The greatest threat inside this mansion isn't the enemies waiting beyond its gates. It's the man who watches me from the shadows. And he has no intention of letting me go. I came here to uncover the truth behind the promise that chained me to this legacy - to understand why I was chosen, and what secrets lie buried beneath stone walls and sealed rooms. Whether it's the silent presence stalking the halls... or the living nightmare who now shares my name... I will tear through every shadow. Because I refuse to become another secret this mansion swallows whole. { d. to Raisa for saving these words }

Ever wonder what happens when a six hundred years old alcaholic warcrime granpa, a twelvehundred year old elven mage who's a living breathing Howitzer, a eighteen year old war orphan who's just trying to help, and a seventeen year old Healer who uses her hatchet for "dead limb separation" form a party? Me too must be interesting. (Ps. Bill is always judging you) (Pss. Don't bully Amilya she will attack on sight if you threaten Elke)

A man finds himself unable to sleep one night. Driven mad and terrified by the endless march of time, he is greeted by an unexpected yet long awaited visitor. [A Short sense of Gothic Horror with a touch of gripping reality for your thoughts and for our wandering souls.]

Come have fun on an adventure of getting to know the life story of Miran Hakim

Lady prays for her Children

A love story between Zahra and Hunayn... Hunayn being married to a beautiful lady Zahra and he loves his Zahra more than anything else but some complication arises in their relationship. He then met Izna, formed a new relationship with her but then realised that no one could take the place of Zahra as they were inseparable! Destiny then brought Izna back in front of Hunayn's door but this time it was different...

in a world where 90% of women have quirks and 5% of men have quirks in a system where females rule the males life only thouse with quirks can live normal lifes thouse without them are as slaves of slaves but when one quirkless boy awakens a power never seen before when his family abandons him only his sister cares for him what if this abandoning will awaken a powerful warrior of light and darknes do keep the balance he will travel do diffrent worlds and save them from theyr destruction all beware the power of the keyblade wielder fun fact i may use some kingdom hearts worlds but il make up my own worlds also

"Karthik, I love you so much... Please never Break my heart... Or else I won't be able to heal it again... I just can't able to even think about it,because for me you're my everything... "her words still roaming in my ears... But you know every love story has Villon... My had too... And that Villon is no one else but Karthik Verma, himself. What one can do when that person himself destroyed the best gift god has written in his destiny. I had ruined it. But I'm determined to heal it completely one day. And that one day will surely come one day. *** I was in my dreamland in my fairy tale till one day he said - "Siya,its not going to work out. I want to end this engagement. I can't be with you anymore... I hope you understand... And don't worry we will be in contact .. I mean as a friend... " It was the time when the person whom I had given my soul,my soul mate said he wanted to be a "friend" with me nothing else. And that broke my castle in the air as well as my heart.

Jesus=God or NOT Did Jesus have long hair... Question about HIM and answers.

Quran For All - In Every Hand, In Every Heart. 'Still Another Chance' By: Ayesha Quadri Today was a day, a day very hard, I felt very tighten, in my heart. As our second term result were given in our hand, then we understood where we all stand. Some hearts were full of joy and happiness, Some hearts were full of hope for the next. Thanks to Allah that he gave us a chance to improve, as after death we will only have to move,(for the next step) My eyes were full of tears and heart was full of fear, thinking how we'll face the final day when no one will be near. No changes can be done in the final letter(book of records), No second chance to make it better. And there we will stand in front of our lord, and that too will our complete record.

INTRODUCTION "When Love is Halal" Samu's heart beats with a love that deemed haram. Azdahir, her teacher, her na mehram - their love story is the test of faith, trial by fire . Once, they were on the path of guidance but shaitan's wisdom led them astray. Samus' tears fell on her prayer mat mingling with her dua. "Ya Rahim, you know my heart, you see my pain, tu sab janta hai, tujhse kuch chhipa nahi hai, mai sharminda hoon apne gunahon par lekin mai janti hoon mere pahaad jitne gunah teri rehmat ke aage kuch nahi, mujhe maaf karde mere maula aur mujhe mere Azdahir se mila de. Teri qabza-e-qudrat ke bahar kuch bhi nhi, Tera ek Kun mujhe mera Azdahir wapas de dega. Ya Allah, we love eachother we've sought and sought your guidance." Her voice cracked but she sought solace in Allah's words, she found strength in His promise: "And He is with you wherever you are?? (57:4). with unwave- -ring faith, she trusted that if Azdahir is meant to be hers, their path will cross again - in this dunya or in Jannah, where love will be forever halal. Until then, her love remains a silent prayer, a whispered plea to the Most Merciful.

she had no intent of knowing who God was, but somehow He found her. He did not know that through her he could find God. They did not know they could love...the two shattered hearts God drew them both, both for a purpose and for His glory. - Hello all! Thank you for giving my book a read, I will aim to post as often as I can. God bless you all.

A girl who has quarreled with her lover, realizes that she is unable to keep her grudge because her love is too great

Quran For All - In Every Hand, In Every Heart. "A new year gained or a new year lost??" By Asma bint Shameem Zoom! Before we knew it, last year passed by like a flash and the new year is here...whether it is 2010 CE or 1431 of the Hijri Calendar. For some people, the beginning of the new year is marked by excited countdowns, popping of firecrackers, partying till the wee hours of the morning and dancing. And for some, it is a time for somber thoughtfulness and self accountability. Instead of celebrating, they are worried and scared. Instead of partying, they think and reflect. Their hearts tremble and their skins shiver.

The world can be a cold, dark place. But it does not have to be. What if I told you that you are not what and who you really think you are, but perhaps more than what you and everyone else think you are? Bear with me; allow me to disillusion you on a couple of things, dear friend. You. Yes you. I know you think no one sees what you go through, the scars you bury deep within, the feeling of being underappreciated ( almost invisible even), being hurt and betrayed by those close to you, the vicious rumours they spin about you, sometimes waking up and feeling like the entire world is on your shoulders, being constantly misunderstood and shunned, forever worrying if you will ever be loved and treasured, forever worrying if you are enough... Remember when I said that the world is a cold, dark place? It does not necessarily have to be . It does not have to be and it will not be , because when you were going through the aforementioned torture, somebody all along was lamenting with you. It is a wonder how this person did not break from seeing you go though all of that. All this person ever wanted was for you to open your heart and receive Him , and he will take it from there. So, I guess the golden question is: " Do you want to meet Him?

People say faith leads to our destiny but I sure don't believe in destiny, our lives are the result of the choices we make in life and when it comes to love, that's when our choices matter the most, we choose when to fall in love when to let it back in our lives, who to share it with and how to define it but love doesn't seem to be that right without perfect timing. Like I said before, I do not believe in destiny but I do believe in second chances, I just have to be ready for it when it comes.