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Iqra Mumin is in her last year of university. After her mom's tragic accident a couple of years ago, her mum has become weak and tired. Iqra helped her mom so much and now the most hottest guy with the best personality ever has proposed to her. She can't seem to grip her mind on things, though, being the curious girl she is. Is this a present? Is she getting related for the help she's done? Is it worth it to accept the present? And will this present be good enough to spend the rest of her life with?

Find out what happens to 14 year old Aisha as she enters her high school life as a young muslim woman. Life will throw challenges at her but she will have to face and learn from them.

From the author of You, my Punishment and Have you..? 'Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn't possible have any direct correlation to one's happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It's really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.' I closed the page of my laptop and sighed. The things I've been reading were not helping me to have peace with myself. I looked in the corner of my room. It looked gorgeous. The blue balloon looked gorgeous. Blue stands for communication, for trust. For logic and for calm. Blue is thinking, light, sun, sky. But to me, blue has the worse inside. To me blue is cold. Blue has lack of emotion. Blue is unfriendly. It was never there for me. No one was. Blue looked gorgeous from the outside, but from the inside it was empty. Empty as my soul. Nila was having a battle inside of her. Her mind wasn't logical. Things never made sense. She was trying to find something, but always ended up with empty hands. She knew that there was a truth somewhere hidden in the world. She knew she would find it. She started receiving letters that was going to change that. But what she didn't know was how broken she would be when she finally found it. How many broken blue balloons will there be when she has finally peace with her mind, peace with her own yellow paint. ~ Islamic romance story. I warn you for the grammar mistakes.

A cigarette changed her life

When Nazım was thirteen, he broke someone's nose because they had tripped him. When Nazım was fifteen, he got into frequent fights with the school bullies. When Nazım was seventeen, he was expelled from two schools. His life has always been something of a mess. And then things change when the nineteen year old finds out about the dark secret his father has been keeping from his family-a deal between him and a mysterious wealthy young man. A deal that includes a vast amount of money in exchange for something Nazım had always deemed priceless. This deal will have to force him to change from his selfish ways in order to try to bring peace back to the family. And, to a certain extent, himself. But how can he do that if the consequences of not being able to could get him killed?

A diary of a 20 year old American Revert. What I write might be out of order and might be a little too honest and raw, but that's just me.

Thousands of innocents die every day in Palestine. Their lives are being stolen from them unceremoniously, from innocents, from little kids that could have grown up and made a difference. I am not from Palestine, nor do I have any family in Palestine, but everyone there is a human being, just like me. This is not only about Palestinians, but also about Humanity. Short poem of encouragement for Palestinians.>>>>

This is a compilation I am making of the Islamic fiction available on Wattpad of which I find mostly appropriate. There is a large variety of fiction on Wattpad claiming to be "Islamic," but not so many of them actually are. I am extremely careful regarding the material I read on Wattpad, and I only choose books I find to mostly Islamically appropriate. I don't care if a book is cliche, as long as it is written well and it is appropriate. I will list a number of books here that I liked which I found appropriate enough to be read. Bear in mind that most of them are not completely Islamic, and some of them are more culture-based, but they are of a more Islamic nature than many others found on here. My books will also be listed. Cover: Zammurad