**BOOK THREE IN THE UNCONDITIONALLY SERIES** IT'S BEST TO READ 'UNCONDITIONALLY' AND THEN 'IRREVOCABLY' FIRST.
*The darkest book in the Unconditionally series.*
Rohaan Rehan Tariq is now a detective, working to solve the most serious crimes. He has...
This book will now be about cousin marriage, due to an overwhelming response to the main couple preference. I'm sorry to those who do not wish to read this book based on this, and I respect your opinions and wishes.
In Islam, there's no such thing as 'like a brother', or 'like a sister'. You already are siblings from one or both parents, or you're not. For cousins, the mehram/non-mehram rules apply, and they can marry.
I have so far avoided writing about cousin marriage, but why should I have to? Astaghfirullah, I am not saying that I know better than my religion, and that I think that the religion has permitted something wrong. No. In my opinion, as a Muslim, if Islam allows it, it's right.
But once again, if you don't wish to proceed, I respect your choice. But if you do wish to proceed, then kindly respect that each religion/culture may have different belief, and while we may not believe in the same thing, we should respect others and not criticise or abuse their beliefs!
In my stories, everyone is welcome, and you are all aware that I don't write anything against any other religion or belief, and I can only ask for respect for my religion in return.
Thank you!
**Too many of you voted Team Yamna. I couldn't deny you guys.**
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ONE MONTH LATER
Yamna Yasin
One month after the tragedy, and I had found my behaviour continuously scrutinised. Was I okay after losing my fiancé at the tender age of twenty-one?
Everyone seemed to be walking around on eggshells around me.
"He's darkness, I am light." I whispered, sitting with my legs curled up on the sofa in my reading corner. With the bookshelf behind me, and with the fairy lights lighting up my cosy little area, I was completely in my element here. I shook my head. "No. I'm darkness, he is light." I crossed out my writing and wrote it again on my spiral notebook. Frustrated, I got up and went back to the bed where my papers were spread out. This dissertation was going to cost me my hair.
My subject was about the clichés and tropes used in the modern literature. I glanced down at my list, chewing the back of my pen.
➊ The alpha male lead, with the perfectly sculpted muscular body.
