HISTOIRE VRAIE. [REECRITURE]

Ma vie ? Un enfer ! Au début je vivais une bête de life, mais malheureusement, plus le temps passe plus je réalise que je suis destinée à être seule. Triste mektoub, mais Al Hamdoulilah, j'en serai jamais là sans Mon créateur, je te remercierai jamais assez 🤲🏽

This is a spin off from My Hijab,Jake and I. Natasha Jackson was a wild party girl in her younger days..people drew their own conclusions about her but behind the wild persona lay a troubled young girl. A girl with more than her share of problems. The biggest one of them all was Dr Haughty Harif Jahan..her best friends older brother who happens to be the unrequited love of her life. However one week moment from them both results in Natasha finally waking up and facing the harsh truth that Harif doesn't share her feelings. Making a stand she leaves for a fresh start. But surprises are in store and secrets are revealed when she comes back after five years. Stronger and feistier than ever Natasha has her life finally on track..or has she ...when the man she avoided for five years crosses paths with her ...is not who she left him as. Will she succumb to him again or will she fight fire with fire? Please note: I don't own the cover to my story.

***BOOK BEING REWRITTEN OFFLINE Nadia Hakim has been navigating through her teen years alone and unbothered. Faced with unreasonable friends and teachers, and as the icing on the cake, a bully spreading false rumors about her across the school halls, nothing since then has changed for the better. Until the real chaos arise when a stranger to Nadia, a friend of her sister, shows up unexpectedly to stay under their roof after being threatened by an old, spiteful friend. While Nadia tries to link the missing dots, her well known bully, Andrew Preston, doesn't hold back his obvious grudge towards her. So what happens when he's the second unexpected person to end up on her doorstep needing her help? ⚠️ DISCLAIMERS: - Contains physical and substance abuse. - Profanity (will get fixed after book completion). - Slow-paced. - Intense. - Written way many years ago (plot holes included; which will also be fixed) highest ranks: #1 in Religion, Muslim, & hijab #38 in teens & teenagers

Sahara Akbar is a happy-go-lucky, naïve 19 year old Muslim girl, raised with high morals and ethics. She tries her best every single day to practice her religion as well as she can in order to reach the highest form of her spiritual life. But there are times she gets sidetracked, like when she gets late for Nama'az because she spends too much time watching Netflix or when she sees a random cute guy on the streets and falls in "love". Hey, I said she tries, I didn't say she was perfect. Damian Visiliev is a tatted up ruthless, arrogant, cold-hearted billionaire, who could care less about religion. All he cares about is W.W.S: Wealth. Women. Sex. Settling down and getting married is something that doesn't exist in his life. Period. In fact, he despises the idea of spending a lifetime with one person because he doesn't believe in the idea of loving one person for the rest of one's life. But what happens when you throw two polar opposites into each other's world? In fact, how does a Muslim girl, who's trying hard to be a good Muslim and a Russian businessman, who doesn't give a damn about anything even end up intertwined in each other's worlds? Will there be forbidden desire that stirs between them? Well, I guess you're about to find out. Join the journey full of romance, drama, heartbreaks, and mysteries. **YOU DONT HAVE TO BE A MUSLIM TO READ THIS** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

"If you could ask the Devil a question, what would it be?" - - - ••• Alexander Romano ••• Handsome. Charming. Deranged. Psychotic. Obsessive. Controlling. Sinister. Cold. Those are the only few words that can be used to describe such a person, if one can even call him that. He gets what he wants, when he wants it. He has everyone wrapped around his fingers, like they're his personal puppets. ••• Laila Khan ••• Beautiful. Graceful. Shy. Kind. Compassionate. Affectionate. Spiritual. Warm. Everything she does moves everyone around her in awe. Her heart is made of pure gold, there is no denying that. She never asks anyone for anything that would cause inconvenience. She's the first person to sacrifice her own needs for other's happiness. - - - Alexander's next target, his next want, his next plaything is Laila Khan. The second he laid eyes on her untouched, innocent frame, he knew he wanted her. He wants her in his own sick, twisted way. He wants to break her, crushing her soul until she can't identify as anyone except his woman. He'll do anything possible to have her, he'll use every and any method to shatter her. She'll be his, only his. Note: - Everyone (including people of different religions and cultures) are welcome to read this! - I don't want any haram police attacking me bc this is NOT a spiritual-focus story.

He loved her so much. She loved him even more. But all of a sudden she couldn't remember all the love they both shared. Only time can tell if the Forgotten love would come back. ** He was dark chocolate in complexion his eyes where red and he smelt awful with a dirty brown toothpick which hanged lazily on the side of his lip. "Excuse me please. let go of me." I tried to escape from his hard grip but it was useless. If he takes this money from me what would I tell my step mother she would never believe that i got robbed even if I had bruises all over my body. "If it's the money you want just take it." I spoke with fear my voice trembling, Because that was much better than I getting attacked reducing my future bride price. Please no. "I want you to give me the car keys get in the car with me and maybe we could have some..... fun later." He winked disgustingly at me. I looked around for any sign of a human being but there wasn't anyone around the security men were far away so screaming is hopeless. "Please just let me go i will give you the money." "Did I tell you I wan-" "I think the lady asked you to let her go." I sharply turned to who ever came to save me. The first thing I notice was that he was tall, wearing all white With a stubble. He didn't wear a smile, but even with a frown in the dark he looked really handsome. **

"No Khaled, I can't. You deserve someone wealthier. Someone who can fit in your family easily and lives by your culture. Someone who is smart and beautiful. You deserve someone who can stand by your side and does not get destroyed by her problems." My voice cracked and my eyes focused on his crooked nose. "Tell me that while you're looking in my eyes and I will not bother you anymore." He said softly. I gathered my strength and locked my eyes with his. "I can't be with you." It was like the light vanished from his eyes as he said "Very well. As you wish Dr.Sabrinna ,You may leave." His voice was so stern and cold that it stabbed my heart. He became heartless again like the boss he was. And it was my fault. _______________

Medina Jahan a devout Muslim girl Jake William white her childhood best friend When they both realise that they see themselves more than just friends that's when the real problem begins. Medina will not go against her beliefs and her parents to seek her happiness with the only boy she will ever love Her religion is against it and she knows her community will never approve. Jake wants to make Medina his and he's willing to do whatever it takes. Join them on their journey and find out will love prevail or will there be hearbreak written in their path. Please note: I don't own the cover to my story.

"I know you want me, Dimitri whispers and chills run down my spine..." Zara is a practicing Muslim, a senior in high school who is ready to begin college. But when Dimitri, shows up at her high school, she doesn't think she's ready to stop gazing into those emerald eyes.