Romance Fiction Books and Novels

He Was Forced.. And He Loved Me

What a beautiful life we have! Our society always imposes customs and traditions on us with decisions we do not want, such as their keenness to marry us at an early and young age!

Why can't we live according to our own desires?! Is it reasonable that marriage is only due to the desire of our parents to do so?! They condemn young girls to live to be wives and housekeepers!

I would like to continue my studies and live according to what I want and desire, but when I reached the age of marriage, my family insisted, and decided my fate to marry my cousin who cannot bear the idea of our relation and his heart is attached to another girl!

How will this marriage take place?! How he will be satisfied with taking me as a wife to share with him each detail of his life?! Or rather, how am I going to be satisfied with him?! What will happen to me? Will I love him and he loves me and live like the heroes of stories and novels?

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Back In Time

Sometimes we search for happiness in things that people or close persons determine for us, and we forget what we want, and what makes us happy.

Everyone entered the cycle of deadly routine, grow up, enter university, get married, he must have children in order to grow up with him, if the child is a boy, it is better, but we want a daughter; To help her mother, the daughter must have a sister; To appoint her in the future, and the brother alone cannot face life, so let us have a second brother for him, we want a house, we want a car, and here people see that our life is complete, and during this period we forget what we want, and do we really deserve to achieve what we want? Or will we be afraid to get out of the fight against the deadly routine?

I wish we could go back in time, Maryam; So that we can live our beautiful days, enjoy it more, and I wish we had the ability to correct our choices.

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Lost Love

You can always go back to the starting point or find an alternative way if you go wrong... Except in love, it is the most difficult way, and it is hard to go back or find another way out. It is like a vestibule that may drive you crazy if you do not find your destination... But if you find your way, the heart will open limitless exits for you...

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To The One Whose Love Captivated Me

To be the only cloud in your sky, to rain on you with love and joy, to plant flowers in your heart, and hide all your unhealed wounds. To draw my love in your heart as a tattoo that would not be removed, and only stays.

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For The Bound Hearts

I know exactly how you feel when you’re sad; it makes you feel dejected for a period of time. You are not able to start a new life and you are not able to return to flying in the sky in those dreams, the ones you’ve always thought were not dreams. I wrote this book in ink mixed with sincere tears and feelings which, I promise, will touch your heart. NOTE: This book include a recipe that will help you overcome the painful experiences.

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Asma'a

This book explores how chance encounters can unexpectedly resurface and alter our destinies. We cross paths with someone, separate, and assume it a fleeting meeting. Yet fate has other plans – bringing us back together again so that, in time, dreams, love, and hope may blossom fully between us. But just as unexpectedly, everything can come crashing down.

Through one such encounter, this narrative teaches profound lessons about disappointment, loneliness even in a crowd, and the perplexing nearness yet farness of getting all we want, save what we most desire. We learn that estrangement stems less from distance than the absence of a loved one beside us. The warmth of family in childhood, once lost, can never be reclaimed.

Life’s path holds no assurances of comfort or safety. Our parents, the shield protecting us in innocence, leave us bereft in adulthood – forcing us to forge our own protections against callous winds. And our poor choices yield consequences, no matter how hard we try dodging them. We must find strength within, not in expectations of others. For in the end, our happiness rests inside us alone.

Through eloquent prose emerges the bittersweet truth: people may unexpectedly shape our destinies, but destiny lies not in others, but within ourselves.

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Swings

While you move between these different streams of life, a dream may urge you forward and quench your thirst, it could be while you’re asleep, or while you’re awake, and it could be very soon, as it happened with a friend of mine. That’s when you will bend your knees in surrender over and over, and you will rise taller and taller until you reach God Almighty’s highest heavens, and you will be afflicted with hunger for cheerfulness and joy. You will cry and laugh, fly and fall, and you will die, and you will live.

She is the waves of life throwing me right and left, like the dream of that friend of mine, until I met her, and the dream developed a different dimension and a unique color.

While she was the wiser party, wiser than necessary, I went crazy over her even more, this is what I used to tell her, and she would answer me: Rather you should get rid of your barbarism and depravity.

All this happened before the same deceptive waves took turns on me, and then threw me in several darknesses, and with that darkness my thoughts, my mind and all of me was talking to my beloved friend, my brother, who’s absent yet present.

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I Loved A Narcissist

The soul gets blessed by those who fill it with love, not disappointments. If my forgiveness is going to grant you Heaven, I would not forgive you as long as I live. I thought that life would stop with you, and that I would have nothing left after you.



Disclaimer: Read this book to save yourselves from narcissists.

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Love Me

You are like water, flowing into my being with extreme lightness, and quenching the thirst of my soul, which yearns for a purely emotional relationship. Your sorrows, your concerns, your confusions, your choices and your decisions are all parts of you that weighed down my heart for many years, I could not get rid of them in any way possible; and I found myself facing only one option, abandoning you and losing your closeness, and holding on to you from afar. So today I am asking you not to allow your absences to be long as to not make my heart hurt anymore and for you not to become harsher. 

The absence of your body does not harm me like the absence of your soul, your body is often absent, but your soul has always been surrounding me, loving me and I love it. 

Don’t allow your soul to be absent for long, don’t be absent from my mind for long, for I know that if you do not pass through my mind, then I do not pass through yours. 

Eissa, my sad musical symphony, you have always flaunted the depth of your melodies, and despised music that does not hurt the soul, so you yourself became a painful piece of music that will be immortalized in my memory forever and ever.  

Today, I am forced to abandon writing the words of your symphony for your soul to write it using two words: love me. 

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Ahmed’s Dreams

This saline drop which flows from your eye sockets is priceless, wipe it by your right hand and push it with your left hand to the edge of a cliff. That inorganic contraction and pain will be choking you in one day, but don’t think it’s the end. You have to remove it by your hidden and unhidden feelings, to convert the pain to pleasures to light your brain cells. How much are they happy who light the lamps of their heart to light their lover’s path. Loyalty, fidelity, goodness and honesty, the only return of the pulses of a healthy heart. They may fade, may throw them in denial wells, those feeling of their heart one day. Don’t wait for them to come back as they were, don’t tear yourself up, renew the breath of the lungs of a fresh and pure air and smile to the life, make for every night a dream, make from the sunlight ropes helping you to achieve those dreams. Don’t be surprised from the love of anyone to you, this one may see what you didn’t see in yourself, just trust you deserve those feelings.

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Me And His Wife

He meets his halal love, and together they live the most beautiful three years of love, and because the past is unforgettable, and sometimes returns with strength, and with the force of sweeping hatred…where Sarah establishes a friendly relationship with his wife! After her friendship is provoked, she marries a rich and wonderful man with a position, and lives a quiet life… But calm and stability are not suitable for a woman like Sara, a woman who does not care about what she has. Here, her affairs get mixed up, and she claims that her past was more beautiful, and that she is the one who deserves to be with him. She is forced to arrange her affairs again, to leave behind a great storm of events that the mind cannot accept!

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I Believed You

What is faith? And how do we believe in religion and love together? How to pray? Whose prayer is closer to god? Do things fall in place when you know the ultimate truth or do they fall apart? These questions were harder of what I have got ahead, it’s truth, faith, and creed and all that formed in it during his life without realizing how and why. He did not plan on falling in love, which started a chain of events, making him keep his faith in obscurities; on the other hand, that was what she was looking for, until she discovered one difference would shake all of the principles, and become her strange and heavy burden, to find an answer for her last question: What does she believe? One love and two faiths, and between the beginning and the end, there are stories that should be told, and between the beliefs and choices, there is a huge difference. This is such a story, the beginning is clear to the end, exposing the flow of feeling for years and her death in one moment, the true moment. Not all that we believe and choose could be our only and eternal faith and choice.

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