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If I Take a Chance

If I Take a Chance

"But it's perfect. Let Ahlam know that we can proceed with the shipment." "Is that all Ma'am?" Halima questioned, picking up the box containing the tubes of lipstick. "What would you like to have Khal? Coffee, tea or water?" The glare he gave her could've reduced a lesser woman to a mess but she was made of tougher stuff and was used to seeing him direct such expression to others. Although, never in her life had she ever been on the receiving end of such a glare. "You can go now," she smiled at her assistant before returning her gaze back to her computer, checking the date of arrival of their newest purchases.
104.1K DibacaTamatDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 99 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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Malaika

Malaika

“How did you know? The halan people are usually golden-eyed.” “My great grandmother is from Hala. And she used to tell me stories about the green-eyed High Priestess of the Water goddess. You must be one of her descendants, young lady.” The gray-haired man smiled as if he had reminisced about his past, unbothered by the surrounding danger. Malaika jumped fast from her elk as her vision caught another arrow being fired. “Drop!” She forced him to crouch, causing his basket to fall to the ground, and the berries had scattered on the clayish soil.
9.36.5K DibacaOngoingDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 239 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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Worlds Apart (WA)

Worlds Apart (WA)

"I'm giving the mike to the next person." "Hello nieces and nephews, oh my God." She fanned herself with her hands, "I'm Halima, the last child of Alhaji Ramadan Abdullah, you all know me to be Hally, just got back from the states and I'm here to experience what life has in store for me. I'm happy to be here again with you all." She clasped her hands together and her lips twitched into a wide smile.
9.815.8K DibacaTamatDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 347 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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Alpha Malik

Alpha Malik

Everyone on the other side of the camera lens could probably feel the tension in the room as much as we can. "Crystal Jones, Devotion Pack," he announces, his gaze finding the girl who was going home. When I first see her, I don't remember her. Having kept to herself didn't get her anywhere. Malik looks back at his feet. "Aleah Neil, Discipline Pack." Another girl I didn't recognise from first glance. She just clenched her jaw and nodded as she accepted the fact that she hadn't made it past the first round of elimination. As a member of the Discipline Pack, she wasn't about to show anywhere here weakness.
99.7K DibacaOngoingDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 337 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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His Imposed

His Imposed

he said. She nodded and got up. “Hey, I forgot to ask your name,” he said, instantly. “I am Hala, Hala Alvi,” she said. “I am Rehman, Atta-ul-Rehman,” he said, smiling. *********** Saliha gasped because she was not expecting this. “I will be back,” Saliha said. “But where are you going?” asked Hania but she did not reply and rushed after Hala and Atta. They were walking towards the parking yards.
1010.9K DibacaOngoingDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 348 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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LOVE AFFAIRS

LOVE AFFAIRS

During this interval, the students chatted, wooed the opposite sex, listened to announcements, familiarized with each other and played music tracks from their mobile phones. It was during such intervals that a female course mate of mine known as Halee attempted to ‘woo’ me. Hale was average in height and a year younger than myself. What Halee lacked in height, she possessed on every part of her milky-chocolate skinned body. She was form the South-Southern part of Nigeria, and a muslim. Two enchanting things about Halee were the way she tied her scarf or turban, and her unique voice. Halee never shouted, and whenever she spoke, she sounded like the air transported and transmitted it directly
3.8K DibacaTamatDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 101 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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Mafia's possessive love

Mafia's possessive love

Hall was decorated beautifully food was there and Ibrahim family alone with some relatives was there than she sees her mother and sister she goes towards them and hugged her mother..... Aisha doesn't hugged her back..... Than she sees Ibrahim came he was looking handsome and wearing sherwani..... Adeel looks at his son and crys little bit..... Than farha says we should start the nikha.... They all settle down and qazi start the nikha..... With rps of 50 crores do you
109.5K DibacaOngoingDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 264 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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Mafia's love has no religion

Mafia's love has no religion

Salim couldn't believe in his ear his daughter was in love with a hindu boy? Without saying anything he went out from her room He reached his room and sat in his bed aliya. His wife came towards him and asked "Did you talk with ałeena"? Salim looks at aliya and said she is in love with a hindu boy Aliya fell she will die in any moment she sits in the bed and cry badly , salim says that guy was clever aliya , he
104.5K DibacaOngoingDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 113 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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Flawed Hearts

Flawed Hearts

he smirked, falling into step with her. "Yeah right," she rolled her eyes, grabbing her scarf. She pinned it to her head then left the room together with him. {••} "Here take your meds," Najmah stated after breakfast. Hilal pouted, looking at Najmah's outstretched hand. 'One, two, three...eight.' she counted in her head, her eyes widening. "These are too much," she huffed, crossing her arms. "Doctor's orders," Najmah chuckled, passing a glass of water to her. "Open up, we have someplace to be." Hilal took the pills reluctantly, swallowing them up one after the other, grimacing as each tablet made contact with her tongue.
105.3K DibacaTamatDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 111 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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The Enigmatic Warrior

The Enigmatic Warrior

The Haveli was embellished with intricate designs from top to bottom. She and Liam got off the car and she saw Mr. Aban walking out of the main door. "Mr. Aban," she said loudly to attract his attention. Aban Chaudhary who was going in the other direction stopped at his name being called and he looked at the girl standing with Liam. She looked familiar to him. Minahil took off her sunglasses and walked where he stood. She put her hand forward to shake his. "As-salamu alaykum!"
5.7K DibacaOngoingDitambahkan ke Perpustakaan sebanyak 226 kali sebagai haalim by nimra ahmed
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Pertanyaan yang Sering Diajukan

I had to put 'Haalim' down for a bit halfway through because the plot felt...heavy. Nimra Ahmed always builds these massive, intricate worlds, but the core of this one is ambition's cost. It follows Haya and Haalim, two people from wildly different backgrounds thrown together by a ruthless business deal. Haalim is this obsessive, driven billionaire who sees people as assets, and Haya is essentially collateral in a transaction involving her family. The main thrust is her navigating his gilded cage, this psychological battle between his cold logic and her resilience.

What stuck with me wasn't just the power dynamics, which are intense, but how the story slowly peels back Haalim's own trauma. It's a plot about conditional love and whether someone that controlling can ever truly change. The business empire stuff provides the framework, but the real plot is the emotional siege. I know some readers found the middle a slog, but the way everything tightens in the last third, with past secrets forcing a reckoning, really lands.

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