[COMPLETED]. HIGHEST RANKING: #68 in short stories [16/06/16] "Wallahi you are so breath taking, so... I don't think a word is even created to describe your beauty." I took a big gulp, the moment he said those words to me, I can swear he must have heard it from how loud it was. "As the Prophet (saw) said in a hadith, 'When I met Yusuf (as), I saw that Allah (swt) has blessed him with half of the beauty of the whole world, while the other half has been spread over the rest of it' but in my eyes the rest was actually blessed upon you" I opened my mouth to say something but then nothing came out and I just stood there with my mouth open. "I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you, ever since the moment I laid eyes on you when we were kids I knew you were the one for me and no other girl could ever take your place" hearing him say everything he was saying, was making my heart beat escalate. "you are my first love, my first wife, my first everything and inshallah you will be my one and only even after my last breath" [Disclaimer: not edited, needs major editing]

As we fall into the pit of darkness, trust me, hold me tight, Hold on to the wisp of hope, let me give you light. ------------------------------------- Fear. Fear defined Abeer Irfan's life. Every night, it engulfed her and she drowned into the endless horrors of her past. Every night, she lost a part of her to the evil. Every night, it got worse and worse to the point of no return. You see, she wasn't alive; she was just breathing. On one special night, she opened a door, a door hidden in the maze of her horrors. It was on that special night, that she met him. He wasn't a knight in shining armor. He wasn't a superhero. He was a light. He was the guy with impossible green eyes. *************************************** "You didn't see anything before. This is what you have seen. This!" My heart is beating frantically hard against my ribs like a bird trying to break out of its cage. Allah... "That is how easy you are to crumble. I'll set you straight, angel. I am done with people like you. I am done with being played with. It's about time you learn a lesson. I am about to make your life hell." The words I am sorry are lodged in my throat, but I don't want to beg him. I am done begging people for mercy. "That's more like it." "You cannot make me feel any worse than I already do," I state what I think all the time. "Challenge accepted." *************************************** {Extended synopsis inside} Highest Rank Spiritual #1 (12th-13th & 18th June 2016) COMPLETED Trigger warning- Contains violence/depressing thoughts/ suic dal ideation ******** Praise for Trust Me: Beautiful. So fluent. Ma Sha Allah ~ @sabagul28 Very interesting start ~ @hayatkhan07 This story is just so good. Flawless plot. You've got magical words~ @pearlOf-desert This is gold~ @booksandhalwa You are a very talented author and your work speaks volume ~ @143maryam

"You're the never ending blue sky in my world." "Well then you're the green land completing me." Life was crude, a path of potholes and smooth roads. It never stayed stable and neither did Zoya Hayat Malik's. Ever since her high school years, she was impeccably drawn towards cardiac studies. After all, cardiologists took care of the heart, an organ too complex to ever fully comprehend. Entering the top medical university in a small town, she dreamt of saving a heart. On the other spectrum of the town lived a passionate architect. His prayers involved more gratitude than requests but there was an unattainable absence deep within his heart. They yearned for the best until fate bind them together. He met the girl who wanted to save hearts. The very first heart she ever saved was his. Whenever he crossed paths with her, the desire to hold onto her starved him. She kept enchanting him. They wanted to walk together until they reached Jannah, until it was only Him & His Muslimah. -HIM AND HIS MUSLIMAH-

Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also recognized for their valor and leadership. Badr, son of Sheikh Faisal, a valiant knight known among the tribes. Due to his father's grave illness, Badr is named the leader of the Rashideen tribe causing hurdles to make their way to him, and among those predicaments is a woman with dark hazel eyes. #1 in Spiritual #1 in Arab Book 2 of the series. To comprehend this book further, please read PRINCE OF KNIGHTS first.

"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:)

Perspectief Nada Het is 15:00 en ik wacht voor Dounia dr school. Ze had les tot 3 en ik was al klaar om 2 uur. Ik dacht waarom niet op haar wachten. Ik loop richting het gebouw en zie al een paar bekende gezichten. Ik bel Rihanna op, want ik wil niet dat mensen denken dat ik geen leven heb. Ken je dat? Dat je niet alleen wilt staan, dus je belt vrienden of doet alsof je op je telefoon zit. WHAHAHH nou ik doe dat nu. Ik vraag gelijk ook aan Rihanna waar ze is. Zij zou ook komen. Ik zie na een paar minuten Dounia naar buiten lopen. Ze is dr leven zat meskina. Ik roep dr "Ewaaaa chickkieeee, allesgoed?" "Ahahahahaha fakka neef gaat goed man, waar is Rihanna?" "Ze komt eraan, ze is er over 3 min." Terwijl we aan het wachten zijn, zien we Tarik en chakir naar buiten lopen. Tarik maakt oogcontact met mij en loopt onze kant op. Hij geeft mij een knuffel en vraagt "hey schat wat doe je hier?" Waarop ik reageer met "ik was vroeg klaar, dus ik dacht waarom niet naar dounnn gaan." "Wat gaan jullie doen dan?" Vraagt Tarik. "Weten we nog niet, we gaan waarschijnlijk spullen en eten halen en daarna naar huis." Antwoord Dounia. We vertellen de jongens dat we nog wachten op Rihanna en dan vertellen Dounia en chakir over hoe ze elkaar tegen kwamen oo school. Echt een handycap is ze. We zien Rihanna eindelijk het schoolplein oplopen en roepen haar. Perspectief Rihanna Pfff die mapangpang bussen hadden weer vertraging. Dounn heeft me nog geappt met dat Tarik en chakir dr zijn. Toen ik Chakir zn naam zag staan werd ik nog bozer. Ik schold bijna die kkr buschauffeur uit. Ik ben na 10 min eindelijk aangekomen op die school. Ik liep geïrriteerd de bus uit, maar moest me focussen. Zometeen zie ik mn schat. Ben echt verliefd op chakir. ......

Nieuw verhaal: Voorbestemd Het meisje Fairouz dat in haar laatste studiejaar zit. Ze heeft een ruig verleden gehad en heeft geleerd dat hard werken beloningen oplevert. Had ik al gezegd dat ze een praktiserende moslima is? Dan is er Karim , die toevallig de slechte jongen is waar iedereen van houdt. Hij is slim, arrogant en erfgenaam van het bedrijf van zijn vader. Moslim bij naam maar zeker niet bij geloof. Niemand weet dat hij zoveel te verbergen heeft. Hij is beslist niet het type van Fairouz. Gezien hun jeugd samen, keert karim terug in het leven van Fairouz en laat haar als altijd geschokt achter. Wat gebeurt er als deze twee werelden botsen? Wat gebeurt er als ze elkaar ontmoeten? Zullen ze de lange reis die voor hun ligt kunnen overleven? Wat nog belangrijker is, zullen ze het samen doen? Ik denk dat we er maar achter moeten komen ... Voorbestemd is een verhaal van twee mensen die getraumatiseerd zijn en hun hele leven gekleineerd. Zodra deze twee zielen zich weer verbinden, is het alleen bekend bij Allah als wat er daarna gaat gebeuren.