Mushaf Novel Novels & Stories

Hello and Aslamulaikum to all the lovelies Hope you all are doing well. So , firstly i want to thank Good novel app for giving me this amazing opportunity i want you all to support me and shower me with comments and likes Do review me about the book . I hope you all will support me and help me in reaching success This story is about two identical girls The male protagonist fell in love with the identical of his fiancé. What will happen when an obsessive man fell in love ? Now will he claim her ? What's written in the destiny of both girls? Regards Minie polo

It seems like it's been long since they last use the library by how dusty it looked. My mouth forms a thin line this will be my resting place. Not knowing that by entering this room I've gotten myself into trouble. There are lot of books to choose from. My eyes catches one with the name 'The shy girl: A Muslim story' I flipped open the front page reading through, the book seems interesting. Keeping it aside, I scan through other books, coming across one with Jawad written boldly on the cover. it looked like a diary. Curiosity got me and I find myself turning over the first page Jawad mustafa written on the first page, my brows furrowed in confusion. Why is it jawad Mustafa instead of jawad A

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Chapter five Micah’s POV What the fuck kind of mafia N*****x nightmare had I landed in? Was I being tested? Everything that had happened from the warehouse till now felt surreal, like I’d wake up in a cold sweat any second and laugh at how messed up my dreams had gotten. But I wasn’t waking up. And Elio Romano... God. What the hell was that earlier? Why did he storm in like a man possessed, only to stop short like he was fighting himself? There’d been tension in the air, thick enough to choke on.

Later on, Ayaan was with his coursemate, Faizan, chatting. Faizan was a simple blithe fellow. He Wasn’t as handsome as Ayaan, yet charming. “Were you able to finish the novel?” Faizan asked, tugging down the edge of his trousers. “Sure I did. I had started to read the novel for days now,” Ayaan replied, scrolling through his phone. “Have you read the “Wandering Falcon” too?” Faizan asked, sitting up and looking at Ayaan.

***** When night fell, I waited until the household grew quiet, then slipped out of my room, determined to escape. I wafted through the shadows, avoiding the occasional guard that patrolled the yard. My heart pounded in my chest, but I pressed on. I pushed the side door open, and a cool breeze carried the scent of freedom. Just as I stepped out, strong arms grasped me from behind. "Got you," a rough voice whispered. I struggled, but they held me firm. "Let me go!" I demanded. The men dragged me back into the mansion, through the winding corridors, and into Leonardo's study.

The bold Rose, the seductive Rose, and even the horny Rose were a thousand times better than the tamed and decent and refined Rosaline Guerra of the Cosa Nostra. I did exactly what she wanted and got down on my knees while she unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down her beautiful legs, lifting her round ass from the island. She tossed her shorts on the ground, leaned back, propped her weight on her hands, and spread her legs apart, giving me a full view of her wet pussy. My eyes snapped up to meet hers, just as I noticed the lack of hair on her mound and I asked, “You shaved?”

As Sherly stepped out of the elevator onto George's floor, she couldn't help but overhear the hushed whispers of the newcomers behind her. This isn't that rare for her since her people inside the information center are always chatting about different information as well. They spoke of a woman in the mafia who had attempted to seduce George but had only ended up humiliating herself. "Did you see that woman? Oh my god, how could she do that kind of thing? Isn't she new as well?"

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Arash's eyes immediately fell on a novel with a white rose cover that was not as large as most novels. With a slightly damaged cover and a plastic cover on the outside, Arash was even more convinced that the novel must be quite old, for a book. Without realising it, the man blurted out the novel's author's name rather loudly. "A novel by Mira.W ...." Arash said. Upon hearing this, Arash could see that the girl named Zaya immediately shifted her attention to the bag lying on the chair next to where she was sitting. She then turned her gaze to Arash, whose eyes were still fixed on the book without blinking.