No Love (August Alsina Love Story)

Maktub means Written in the starsAnd the love story of Huzaifa and Emaan was no less than a fairytale or we can say it was already written in the stars.A sudden change of their fate, intertwined, for them to meet each other most unexpectedly.*****He was sitting on the terrace floor, devastated, looking at the sky with teary eyes." Why me? Why always me?When you know what I want in my life, why are you taking them away from me again and again... "He asked crying out loud. *****She was sitting in the dark room, crying out for help as she faced the brutal behavior of her so-called guardians after her parent's death.She sobbed while asking," Why is it always me who has to suffer? Why me?... "*****But will he be able to trust her after being betrayed many times?Will she be able to trust his help after the brutal acts of her own blood-related family?Allah knows the best for us.If He is making you wait for something you want desperately, trust Him; it will be worth the wait.

In the dimly lit chamber of Raigarh's royal palace, Sangram paces restlessly, his mind entangled in the web of the sages' prophecies. Karuna, his ambitious wife, watches him closely, her voice a venomous whisper. "Do you not see, Sangram? The throne is but a breath away. Surya Pratap's reign has weakened; his bloodline falters. It is your destiny to rule."Sangram halts, his heart pounding with both desire and dread. "But the path you speak of is stained with blood, Karuna. I fear what it might do to us-to our souls."Karuna steps closer, her eyes gleaming with a mix of determination and madness. "Would you be a king or a coward, Sangram? The crown belongs to those who dare to seize it, not to those who wait for it to fall into their lap."A heavy silence fills the room as Sangram grapples with the temptation of power, the shadows of the palace seeming to close in around him. Outside, the night is still, as if the world itself holds its breath, waiting for the fateful decision that will change the course of Raigarh's history.

Born blind with memories of your past you choose to protect the world around you as you did before, but this world is cruel... Do you still choose to be a hero?P.S Meneta doesn't exist in this world

Rejection means death for the low-ranking werewolf like Diana. After she learns that her mate is the alpha of the Crescent Pack, she foolishly believes in love and fate-only to be smacked by the cruel truth that everything is schemed by her beloved best friend.In the throes of Diana's dying breath, she pleads for a second chance to take back what has been stolen and to fix what has been broken. One chance, one more chance.The next thing she knew, Diana is back to the time when everything is yet to begin. Now given a second chance, Diana sets off for her bloody revenge. To do that, Diana seeks the aid of the Blood Alpha-Alpha Dylan Cain of the Blood Claws Pack, the largest and most influential pack led by a ruthless alpha.The cunning omega meets the ruthless alpha. Who will dominate who?Will Alpha Cain's peculiar bond be able to pull the vengeful luna?Will Diana be able to believe in fate and love again the second time around?Will Diana be able to fix what is broken and take back what is stolen from her?

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Most impressive ranking#1 Chennai on 17 july 2020#6 paris on 2 oct 2020# 11 Paris on 19 august 2020Two young people enter the world of arranged marriage. Two different minds and ideas named Dev and Trisha will they become a real couple?. In their married life they encounter misunderstandings, contemplations , realisations and revelationsWill Paris the city of love teach them what is love and what is life?A small excerpt from the story Trisha shook her head disagreeing with her involuntary thoughts and then it dawned on her what kind of mess she must look like, hair out of place, wrinkled short kurta and jean, she shut her eyes irritated" Are you going to sleep standing?" He asked with a smirk in his face, she hated his wits and herself for not being resistant against his charms."Lets go" she orderedDev and Trisha both were quiet on the way to their new home, Trisha took in the stunning visual of the city.Dev tried his best to be a gentleman by helping her with the luggages as she was struggling to push the trolley handle inside , he thrusted his hand over her's exerting force. Trisha didn't understand how his hands were warm like the right temperature for her cold one and the same thing was going on in Dev's mind, why is her hand so cold. He wanted to intertwine his fingers with her soft ones giving her the much needed warmth and they both were actually gazing into each other's eyes a little too much when the taxi driver's words cut in" Pardon" he feigned a smile and pulled out the remaining luggages and he drove away

It was like it happened out of thin air, like the moment I was there then gone in the next. Like I fell through the ground, where am I? How can I get out? What lies ahead in this barren "abandoned" world? And what waits for me?... *wake up* *Wake Up* *WAKE UP*Updates every 1-2 weeks on FridaysSome story relevance and references belong to Kane Pixels on YouTube for his backrooms series, I only use them for inspiration and for story references, its kind of a fanfiction based on his series =)

"အဟင့် မလုပ်..အာ့ မလုပ်ပါနဲ့..နင်..နင်က ငါ့အစ်မလေ....""အင်း ဟုတ်တယ် နင့်ကိုတက် ိုးတဲ့ အစ်မ လေ"