majnu and laila

> “You stay in your faith. I’ll stay in mine. But tell me—what do we do with this love?” Laila is engaged. A quiet Muslim girl who’s only ever tried to obey—her God, her parents, her future. Tracy is a pastor’s daughter, loud with faith and full of dreams—especially the dream of becoming a nun. They were never supposed to meet. And definitely never supposed to fall in love. But in a small town where Christianity and Islam don’t mix—and where being queer is a death sentence—their love story is a secret, a sin, and a slow undoing of everything they’ve ever believed. When Laila walks away for good, Tracy starts writing her letters. Letters she never sends. Letters filled with the kind of love you have to bury. Letters to Laila is a slow-burning, soul-breaking story of two girls caught between faith and feeling, rules and rebellion—and the question of whether loving someone can ever be truly wrong. --- > “This love wasn’t meant to bloom. But neither were we.”

Imagine a Cinderella but the reason the Prince didn't know her face was bevause she wore a face veil. Now imagine she speaks Arabic and the "Prince" is actually a "Princess"! This is a story as such that I hope you will enjoy as much as I do when writing it!

DARK ROMANCE "I told you, every breath you'd take, I would be aware of it," he said moving closer towards her making her take a step back. Her heart was palpitating wildly unable to withstand the intensity his eyes hold which made her eyes move down on their own. One more step by him and now her back touched the wall. "You know, what I want to do with you right now?" he whispered, placing his hand on the wall encaging her and at that moment she just wanted to hide in the wall. "Strip you off your clothes and belt the hell out of you," he muttered, "Please no! Don't do this to me!" she shrieked and within a flash, he grasped her arm and threw her on the bed. His hands released his belt followed by ripping off OF her shirt and her heart-wrenching scream READ THE COMPLETE DESCRIPTION INSIDE PLS ........ Roshanay, a simple girl with a painful life one day witnessed a mafia don committing murder and she had no other option other than to marry him.

Life of Laila. Ibrahim An exceptionally tall man possessing a somewhat muscular build. He stands out as the most hardworking and professional among all the Bature heirs. Belonging to one of the wealthiest families in Kano State, known as "The Bature's," his dedication and commitment to excellence have earned him a prominent reputation. Laila An extravagantly beautiful HausaFulani Lady who lives in 'Bakwai town'. Out of desperation to save her dying sister, she had mistakenly landed herself into the Bature Family. ~~~ Their Fate becomes entwined unknowingly. What happens when the cold Businessman starts to fall for his Wife's maid...? Find out in LIFE OF LAILA. "Life of Laila" is a tale that explores the depths of love and the resilience of the human spirit, a journey where every heartbeat counts and the fight for a better tomorrow ignites a fire within. Will Laila find the strength to overcome the shadows of betrayal and carve her own destiny, or will the chains of her circumstances bind her forever? Will she fall for Ibrahim? Will She be able to be with her family again?Join Laila on her poignant journey, where love and sacrifice intertwine in the most unexpected ways. #PROJECTNAIJA

Laila and Majnun, were in love from childhood but we're n't allowed to be one . Majnun discerned to be mad in his obsession with Laila. In last Majnun devoted himself to writing verses about his love of Laila.

"I had built a life that was cold and predictable. It was easier that way." He shifted, his body leaning over her until his face was level with hers. The scent of cedar and the crisp morning air enveloped her again. "But then you walked into my hall with that sharp tongue and those eyes that see through every lie I tell myself," he said, his voice a low vibration she felt in her very bones. "And suddenly, the cold wasn't enough anymore." Maja looked up, her gaze colliding with his. The blue of his eyes was no longer the color of a frozen lake; it was the color of the sky just before a storm. She felt the trace of touch turning into something deeper—a tether. "You are the Lord of Vaelenridge," she reminded him, her voice barely a thread. "And I am a woman with nothing." "You have everything I’ve forgotten how to be," Caspian countered. He turned her hand over, lacing his fingers through hers, pinning her hand gently but firmly to the desk. "And I think you know that." Maja is a survivor. A refugee with a broken heart and a child to protect, she knows that a man's promise is just a lie wrapped in fur. When the formidable Lady Othella buys Maja's life to settle a debt, Maja is thrust into a house full of wolves. Othella owns her freedom. Elara wants to peel back her secrets. And Caspian, the heir to the North, wants her gone-until he realizes she's the only one who can see the rot destroying his family from the inside. In a house where everyone has a motive and every shadow has ears, Maja isn't looking for a savior. She's looking for the exit. One woman. A house of secrets. And a contract that might just cost more than coins.

The first time he opened his eyes what he saw was people around him. One man was screaming at a woman who was on a bed looking really tired. "What is that THING, it is not my blood so who did give yourself to??" the man screamed while his face turned red of anger and shame. Making deals with kings, with specters and with being from other dimentions, follow this Majin as he enjoys what the world and his power have to offer. *English is my 2nd almost 1st language, but I do not believe this story won't have writing problems. If it does then please let me know. I do not own the image, it's credit goes to its creator, if you don't want it there contact me and I will take it down.*

“ Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story of that man skilled in all ways of contending, the wanderer, harried for years on end. “

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!

Bai Su, who transmigrated into a book set in the interstellar Beast World, has only one interest: making delicious food at the orphanage, raising children, and enjoying her hard-won new life. Future's great villains? The cubs are all super well-behaved in front of her! The Federation Leader comes to freeload a meal, and his disability is cured! The business emperor comes to freeload a meal, and his infertility is solved! The obese little female gets thinner the more she eats, gradually growing into the number one beauty of the Beast World. She also attracts the number one genius doctor of the interstellar era and the interstellar great captain. The villainous cubs, driving warships and controlling ten thousand beasts: "If you want to get close to our Mom, you'll have to withstand our cannon fire first!" The Federation Leader laughs in anger: "You dare to bomb my armory? Courting death!" The gloomy and bloodthirsty emperor: "A bunch of little trash! You think I'm afraid of you?" The doctor's face turns ashen: "Either give back my research results, or die!" The interstellar great captain dangerously shoulders a Barrett: "I see you're all dying to get locked up." Bai Su smiles and peeks her head out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife: "Time to eat! What are you all doing?" The big shots and the little villains, harmoniously putting their arms around each other's shoulders in a picture of fatherly love and filial piety: "Coming~~"