Devorce Stories

'Asslaamualakium Warahmathu-allhi Yazka is an average girl who strives to be the best Muslimah. She is 17 years old and is a university student who is the top scorer of her batch. She'd never do anything which would take her away from her lord. She balances in her life pretty well and she has got marvelous bunch of friends and a caring family. The only thing which was remaining in her life was finding a pious man, who would take her to Jannah. And that's one of her biggest dreams right now Maazin is the only son of a billionaire couple who owns a hotel chain in UK. Although he is brought up in a Muslim society, he isn't the very best Muslim. He is 18 years old and is a university student with average results. He never got all the love he needed from his parents, so he never really believes in love. What will happen when these polar opposites meet each other? Read more to find out! May Allah bless you all! So hei all, I'm new to this and this my first time writing a story. And yes, no body is supposed to copy this story since it's all rights reserved!

A continuation of Echo story she finally finds out what she's supposed to be but then some rough patches her heart doesn't know what it wants a new transformation up here's can she handle this dilemma or will she fall back into the small timid girl she used to be

I am a normal girl. I go to highschool, I have friends, and I have a boyfriend. Well... I was normal... That changed when my mom left. Well, it change before when the accident happened. but I don't talk about that, I didn't talk about that. You really can't be a normal girl with all that happened to me.

Cecilia seems to have a perfect life, with a perfect house and a perfect husband. But what will happen when her whole world starts to break down before her very eyes?

Is it crime to be a women? Is it crime to born in orthodox or developing country? Is it crime to get education? Is it crime to be a victim of sexual assault? Is it crime to live childhood? I SAY NO. A big NO.

Di usia 25 tahunku, seorang anak lelaki berumur dua tahun adalah darah dagingku dengan mantan suamiku. Ya. Sejak enam bulan yang lalu, kami memutuskan mengakhiri pernikahan yang sudah terjalin selama tiga tahun. Entahlah, pernikahan yang kami jalani ternyata tak seindah harapan saat kami memutuskan menikah muda kala itu. Pernikahan kami bukan hasil perjodohan apalagi hasil MBA. Sejak SMA, kami sudah berpacaran lalu menikah saat kami sama-sama lulus S1 dan mantan suamiku bekerja di sebuah perusahaan besar. Awalnya pernikahan kami bahagia, keluarga kami sempurna dengan hadirnya bayi laki-laki tampan setahun setelah pernikahan. Namun semua berubah seiring pertumbuhan bayi kami, Agi, mantan suamiku terlalu sibuk dengan dunianya. Dia sangat menikmati pekerjaannya hingga sering kali lupa waktu, sementara aku terlalu asyik dengan dunia keibuanku hingga tak memedulikan ketidak-normal-an rumah tangga kami. Tanpa kami sadari, hilang sudah rasa cinta yang kami rasakan. Lupa rasanya bagaimana mencinta dan dicintai. Itulah yang membuat kami memutuskan mengakhirinya secara baik-baik tanpa saling menyakiti. Demi bayi laki-laki bernama Adam..

Who said life was perfect? Who said you only love one? Who said devorces can't happen? Who said I can't have a messed up life?

Colyn POV I now go straight to the kitchen where our medicine kits are. Eh pano ba naman? I also had a scratch on my neck, because that woman strangled me, eh, my nails were long so I also scratched, and it was very painful! .peste talaga yun. I should have scratched my face too !! I applied betadine to my scratches and slowly applied a band-aid. I don't like alcohol and I might die of the pain. "Mommy what's that? Do you have a wound ?? ."I was distracted when karly suddenly spoke to my side, it turned out that she was awake. "No baby! Mommy just scratched herself." I immediately put away my medicine kit and put it back in the kitchen. ."What do you want to snack son ??" I asked my son who is now sitting on the couch and taking a tablet .. "I want oatmeal mommy" he still focused his gaze on his tablet .. .I immediately went straight to the kitchen to prepare food for my son .. I just can't help but be nervous that my child might be premature coming out, Why? .because I was just under stress while I was making her pregnant, like today 'her mama worked again. Hays !! I also used to be stressed because of Karl when I made Karly pregnant, but I'm experiencing it more severely now. Missy POV ."HURRY UP MISTY! MY HEADACHE" I ordered my sister to get me a hot compress and just put it on my head. It hurts because of the tweak that impacted that colyn. Shocks! My hair. Argh "Ohh there it is .. .make a noise "immediately it exploded and dropped the hot compress on the center table. I just looked at it badly because of the posture. "

Karthika is a girl who want a love marriage. She Is 27 years. Her parents are Hindus. Their are very strict. One day she went to search for work. At that moment her parents were begun to search a son-in-law. They found. When she came back home, her parents told that they found a man for her. She didn't like it at but she didn't tell that to her parents. And went to her room. The next day, family of her future husband came. They liked her, mostly liked the man who is going to marry her. They told that the marriage was after a month. Will she get a love live? Will she Marry that guy? Can she have a normal live? Warning for langue and smut ! For 16 years and older! Thank you for reading my story. ❤️❤️❤️

Sabi nila kapag may HAPPY ENDING ay magiging ganun din ang resulta ng LOVE STORY niyo. Well paano kung hindi lahat ng ENDING ay HAPPY at hindi lahat ng STORY ay may EVER AFTER😛. "im sorry pero di talaga kita mahal sorry talaga and goodbye." Sabi niya bago ako iniwan mag-isa dun na nakatulala... PLEASE DON'T BE A COPY CAT 😑.

My story, memories, and poems. It is all unedited, sorry. A lot of it is poems. I will organize it later. For now I will put symbols by memories and my story(∆). Trigger Warning: This book talks about cutting, E.D., psych-wards, burning, mild schizophrenia, rape, creeps, fake friends, G.E.D. programs, life, sex, homosexuality, the penises and the vaginas, and music. If you don't like this then I probably won't like you.

Life

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The mother: money hungry, lazy, stays indoors and most of all hates to get dirty. The father: typical farmers boy, always on the go, money is just a means to live and most weekends can be found mud boggin'. What's to become of there one and only daughter? Will She end up like her mother or like her father?

This picture? This is a picture of a make-shirt candle that I used at the candlelight vigil of my missing childhood friend. She has been missing since April. This picture is a symbol of my story. It's not my own, like most of these stories, though in a sense, it is. This is a story of other peoples stories that have touched and affected me. I've always thought my secrets topped everyone else's. They were embarrassing and sinful. I've hid them for so long but the guilt was always there. I had never considered myself very sheltered, but when I realized the darkness of this world, it hit me like a ton of bricks and crushed my childlike innocence. This is the story of how personal struggles affect more than just the people involved. It's hard to explain this without telling my whole story so please read if you want to be mildly depressed though maybe, hopefully, inspired.

Betty and jughead were friends when they were younger but after fp and Gladys split up, jughead was taken. betty hadn't seen him for years until now. would her old feelings come rushing back? would she even recognise him?