Religion Stories

************ "Why in the name of God are you dressed like that? Are you perhaps carrying a bomb or something?" I asked. Instead of rolling her eyes at me, or raising her eyebrows, or giving me the finger, or doing anything that would show her disapproval, She laughed. She laughed. Just like that. Her laugh was so breathtakingly beautiful. I instantly thought Jesus. This girl needs to be mine! Upon hearing it. "No. I'm not carrying a bomb. And I'm dressed like this because I'm Muslim. And because I like being dressed like this." She answered. "Oh really? Muslim? Where'd you come from then?" I'd asked. "Umm from Sacramento , California ?" I'd arched an eyebrow at her reply. "No. Like seriously where do you come from? Is it Saudi Arabia? Egypt? Syria? Where?" This time, she really did roll her eyes. "Dude. I'm American. Born and raised. I've lived here my entire life. I know no other place than this." "Wow. You just said dude guess that makes you American." I'd muttered under my breath. "Come again?" She retorted. "Nothing." I shrugged. "Sir you do know that I can report you for this right?" She'd asked, cocking her head to the side and smiling a little. "Names Adam. Nice meeting you Eve. Let's get along." She burst out laughing. "That's so lame you know. My names not Eve, and I don't think I'll ever be your Eve , Adam." *********** Adam White , a good Christian , fell in love with Sarah Saleh , a good Muslim. Wait, what? Is that even possible? Will their beliefes clash too much and stop them from progressing? Or will Cupid's arrows be a little too strong and lead Adam into a new world? You'll hopefully learn many new things about Islam and Christianity while enjoying this cute , love story at the same time~ Let's see how far we can take this story~ ♡ Xxx Tima E.

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘎𝘰𝘥? Reign Evans has come to be okay with what she thinks God has destined her to be: a single mother. Scars from her past relationship ran too deep to be healed, she thought, so it only makes sense to live as God wants her to, even if that means she goes through life with just her son. But what if she thought completely wrong? Abel Westbrook, a God-fearing military man, breaks the barrier Reign has around herself and shows her all God has planned for her, which includes marrying him... a month after they meet. Reign thought that marrying a man she hardly knew would be her biggest test of faith in Jesus yet, but marriage is forever and they both have a life-long of lessons to learn. The first one: it will always be in His hands. /// Bible Translations include AMP, CSB, ESV, NIV, NKJV, and NLT💛

Asa never planned on falling in love with someone like Amir Malik Sani. Composed, calculating, and far too certain for someone who made her question everything she thought she knew about love, faith, and herself. What started as quiet understanding slowly turned into something neither of them could walk away from. But love, as they both learn, isn't just tenderness and timing, it's choices, patience, and a war between what feels right and what is right. Between faith, family, and the fragile space where their worlds collide, Asa and Amir must learn what it really means to love without losing themselves and to trust that some stories aren't written by accident and everything happens for a reason that sometimes is not known by us. When their worlds collide, it's anything but easy. Between cultural expectations, family pressure, and religious lines that can't be crossed lightly, they're either each other's downfall-or their only shot at something real.

In "Rhaenyra The Golden" I promised only one-shots and a break from this fandom, but I am a dirty liar. I swear this happens every single time I start writing House of the Dragon fic. I sit down with one clear idea in mind, fully convinced I know where the story is going, and somehow I end up with two. The same thing happened with "The Rogue Prince Come Again" and "HIMYF - Targaryen Edition", so at this point I really should know better than to fight it. So far, we've wandered through Dorne, Driftmark, the Stepstones, the North, and even Yi Ti. And now-whether I like it or not-we're heading into my least favorite region of all: the Riverlands. I have complaints. Many of them. But the story demanded it, and I've learned that arguing rarely works. This fic is me unapologetically playing cupid, rearranging pieces, and indulging a little too hard in character dynamics. Somewhere along the way, I also circled right back to my Sims tendencies, because apparently I cannot help myself when it comes to orchestrating the chaos that is Westeros. As always, thank you for reading, and for sticking with me as this series continues to grow sideways instead of straight ahead.

Une juif et un musulmans dont leurs religions se détestent . Mais ils s'aiment comme même malgré tout Histoire fictive !! Linoy&Enzo

For centuries, Africans have prayed through borrowed languages and foreign images of the divine. But at what cost? In Gods of Other Lands, Tsakane Chauke reflects on the spiritual consequences of colonisation and questions the inheritance of faith shaped by conquest. Blending history, philosophy, and personal awakening, he explores how African spirituality was disrupted, renamed, and often silenced. Yet never destroyed. This is not a rejection of God, but a return to spiritual ownership. A bold and thoughtful meditation on faith, identity, and remembrance, this book asks a profound question: If every culture walks with its own gods, why must Africa kneel before others?

Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most meticulous success story. A fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation for control so precise it borders on ruthless. Her world runs on schedule, silence, and the understanding that she does not share space. Until she has to. When her widowed father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to accommodate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply embedded in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through charity galas and candlelit sanctuaries with an ease that feels immovable, guided by conviction rather than ambition. They do not understand each other. They do not intend to try. Because Soleil's not accustomed to kneeling. And Willow's never fallen into a trap. They were never meant to share a house. But in a city that rewards power in all its forms, conviction can look a lot like defiance; and control can start to feel dangerously close to surrender.

An idle brain invites the devil in Father forgive me for my sins, my sins Give me punishments and rules and never-ending Sunday school An idle brain invites the devil in Happy means doing what I should Happy means doing what I should See, look I'm smiling 'cause I'm good You're good My knees are sore from prayer Yeah, my favorite shape is square Happy means doing what I should. I never listen to the voice inside me It's better with commandments there to guidе me I stay safe inside thе fence Even when things don't make sense Judge me, give me grades, oh God, advise me Who needs a hug when you're a saint? Who needs a hug when you're a saint? I only need my self restraint It's quaint! When I'm perfect as can be Father finally will love me Who needs a hug when you're a saint? Evil sin and doubt I'll help to point it out And if I am impure More punishment's the cure Show me sins and stuff 'Til I am good enough Good enough Good enough Amen I never listen to the voice inside me I never listen It's better with commandments there to guide me Oh, guide me I stay safe inside the fence Even when things don't make sense Judge me, give me grades, oh God, advise me Paradise has got a spot for me Flawless is all I need to be To be. Predestined and elect If I do all that they expect Paradise has got a spot for me !An idle brain invites the devil in La la la la la la la la Father forgive me for my sins La la la la la Give me punishments La And rules La la And never-ending La la Sunday school La la An idle brain invites the devil in La la la la la la la la la la!

𝒜 𝓂𝑒𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓋𝒶𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇, 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝒸𝒾𝑒, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝓈 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉, 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓊𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽. 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒?, 𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒞𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒶𝓃, 𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝐹𝒶𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓃

NOTE TO READERS This is the English adaptation of my first Hindi novel ALIBABA, and I sincerely hope you find the story engaging and entertaining. Since this is my first attempt, it is possible that it may not fully meet everyone's expectations. However, I have put my best effort and complete dedication into writing it, so that it fulfills its purpose. For a writer, readers' feedback is extremely valuable. I humbly request that if you have read the book, please share your thoughts and suggestions with me via email. Your feedback will help me improve my writing and present even better work in the future. Thank you for your support & encouragement. Ajeet Singh Email: filmyajeet@gmail.com

I've noticed that many people are being bullied for their values, beliefs, personality, race, sexuality, looks etc. This is my stand for it.

"Under the Spiritual Bridge" delves into the hearts of Amira Taleb and Huan Seok, two souls destined to collide yet separated by the chasms of tradition, faith, and societal expectations. Amira, a vibrant young woman deeply rooted in her Islamic faith, finds her world shaken by an undeniable connection with Huan, a man whose life is meticulously structured by the weight of his Korean heritage. Amira's life is a tapestry woven with the threads of devotion, family loyalty, and a profound commitment to her beliefs. Huan, on the other hand, carries the weight of generations on his shoulders, bound by the expectation to uphold his family's legacy through strategic choices and unwavering adherence to tradition. Their meeting sparks a conflict within both, a battle between personal desires and deeply ingrained responsibilities. Their connection is more than mere attraction; it is a challenge to the foundations upon which their lives have been built. Their love is not a simple path to happiness, but a journey through the labyrinth of societal disapproval, personal sacrifice, and the agonizing choice between self and duty. "Under the Spiritual Bridge" is a testament to the enduring power of human connection, even when faced with seemingly insurmountable obstacles. It is a story of longing, acceptance, and the courage to confront the harsh realities of a world where love is not always enough.

The birth of 2 souls in great power yet consider unfit , weak. NERO DRAGNAR and TIARA VIRELION, one has born in a family of Dragon slayer and other born as the youngest born of an empire which built on the humans undying might- VIRELION EMPIRE. There birth has blow the horn of the beginning of the new era. Old legends and great ones will bow or die. Against the storm that these 2 useless weak souls will bring. Will the Waring continent who has been in war for Millenniums. will get it's peace.?

C'est l'histoire d'une fille qui et en foyer et qui va rencontrer un garçon qui va changer sa vie

Having being elevated to the highest earthly office in Catholicism at the age of 25, and being the first English Pope in almost a millennium, Pope Gabriel I must battle against his brother Cardinals, the staff of the Vatican, and his own personal battles to lead the Catholic Church through it's most turbulent years. **Aim to update fortnightly**

Kept you waiting, huh?

"In a world where children are portfolios and failure is a 'System Leak,' she was engineered for perfection-until she fell for the error." In the Enclave of New Providence, perfection isn't a goal-it's a debt. Beyond high stone walls, the Creed of Divine Equity treats families as corporate portfolios and children as "Optimized Assets." In this network of elite schools, you are either outperforming the generation before you or you are a "System Leak" waiting to be erased. Child #3 is the District's crown jewel. The middle daughter of a family fighting for their seat on the National Council, she is a "rare-breed" academic engine and D1 basketball prospect. They call her the Lion of God. Her body is a tactical shell; her mind is a biological processor. Both were engineered to pay a debt she never created. But the machine glitches when a scholarship student arrives from the city beyond the gates. A "theological error" in a leotard, the newcomer is a ballerina who doesn't believe in the math of human worth. With a "Low Yield" dream of a performing arts college, she is the unauthorized variable the family has been trained to liquidate. When the Academy's Vice Principal assigns her daughter to "optimize" the newcomer through a brutal mentorship, the "Machine" begins to fracture. The dancer's unauthorized grace is a virus in the athlete's programming. As late nights over textbooks turn into a forbidden pull, the athlete unearths a truth hidden in the heart of the Creed: A life that can't be measured is the only one worth living. With the National Conference approaching and the pressure to keep the family solvent reaching a breaking point, Child #3 must decide: Will she remain the altar where her soul is burned, or will she become the variable that crashes the Creed forever?

A small town is shaken when the devout daughter of a priest, Agnes Moore is said to have conceived a child through a miraculous virginal birth but as faith and fear collide, the origin of the infant may not have been as sanctified as suggested.

A heart that lost Allah, meeting a heart that never let go of him. A soul that ran away from belief, colliding with one that lives by it . A man standing with his back turned, looking lost A girl in hijab, facing the sky , hands raised in dua . what happens when two different worlds collide, a heart broken man who lost everything his love ,only given betrayal,pain . The girl ,who does believe that Everything Happens for a reason, that is by Almighty Allah Asad Ibrahim Khan. A name that carries power, money, and authority. The CEO of Khan Industries - arrogant, cold, and ruthless. Once, he was a boy of faith... until life shattered him piece by piece. At twenty, he buried his grandparents. At twenty-two, he lost his mother. And when he finally gave his heart away, his first love betrayed him. That day, Asad vowed never to believe in love again - and never to bow his head before Allah. But even in darkness, destiny writes its own script. His dadu's words still echo: "Allah apne bandon ko hamesha dekhta hai... wo zaroor tumhari dua qubool karega, Asad." And then she enters his life - a girl who carries scars, faith, and light. A girl who refuses to let go of Allah, no matter how heavy life feels. When Alif meets ع... will love bloom, or will hatred rise? Will Asad find his way back to Allah? And will they ever belong to each other? "A man who stopped believing in love. A woman who never stopped believing in Allah." #spiritual#muslim#love#forced marriage #religious girl......

"I proud of me." -වික්‍රම් එරාශ් කයිලන්-