Is cheating always meant to be physical? What if he emotionally betrays you? But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman... slowly forgets that you even exist? (Short story)

Two sisters. Two brothers. As different as polar opposites...but then, doesn't the saying go "like poles repel and opposite poles attract"? It sure doesn't seem like it in their case. Samaah and Samiha Ashraf have no idea what they are getting themselves into when their father asks them to get married to the Hamid brothers. They agree to what their father says, considering their perfect upbringing, although reluctant, but they know who to trust - Allah. He knows what is right for them. Arif and Asif Hamid are the heirs to the Hamid fortune. Brought up like princes, the brothers are as arrogant and harsh as they can get. They have lived the life of royalty, and they are not used to having to do anything for themselves. Besides, their father's money and success having reached their heads makes them care about nothing else. How would the Ashraf sisters adjust with the Hamid brothers? Would it end up a disaster as predicted by everyone else? Or would their fathers' plans work out? Read "LIVING ROYALTY" to find out. [A COMPLETED STORY] -------------------------- Guys this is my first story and I've worked really hard on it, so I would really be happy if y'all would please give it a chance.

[ Consecutive #1 on #Islamic ] "Sometimes I wonder if you're really 14 years old or 41 years old? I grabbed her wrist and walked out of the room. Come on, let's go home."

The most embarrassing for Hijabis is for guys to see their hair accidentally, but how much more for a Niqabi like me? Much worse was it's him who saw it!

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)