NOT YOUR EVERYDAY/AREWA LOVE STORY. "...... I'm leaving" I said which make him halt in his space and laugh hysterically. "You're leaving,leave.go to hell I don't care, parhaps we are done since when you decided to do what think is good to you" he said and brush pass me.which make me sigh and decided to do what is good for my life. Read to find out what brings this lovable couple in to this hassle. ****** A story of a girl called Aaliyah Muhammad Ahmad known as lilarh by her parents and friends.she came from a wealthy,peaceful and lovable family.She was the only child of her parent.chearful fashionista and well mannered but does not take any nonsense that comes her way.she was spoilt and pampered by her parent but still a good girl. What happened when when her life turn a drastic U-turn she lost her parent in a plane crash on their way back from their trip to Mauritania . she have to live with her uncle which happened to be hated by his wife and his two daughters .they made her life a living hell and subjected to different types of injustice. She was set to an arrange marriage with her uncles friend's son Aaryan.an arrogant and grumpy businessman a multi-millionaire. A life wasn't easy for her as she got married to Aaryan and again stuck in a family sagas.Which will lead them to separation. So many questions that need to be answered so just dive into the story to answer your questions. Started: 27 March 2022 Ended: ........ Read to find out in LILARH🤞💥 Word count: ........

Their stories of Sahaba are important as they lived at the same time as the prophet and spent time with him, believed in him and did great things. Read this story if you want to become a perfect Muslim and want to know with what difficulties Sahaba spread the Islam all around the world .

The Journey of a lost Soul. I am an aspiring writer with alot of interest in short stories. Each chapter is a different short story. Wont take much time to read. Will be glad on all and every feedback received. Thanks.

The door flung open into the dark room, lightening struck the dark sky shining a little light on the shirtless man that stood by the doorway. "Who's there" my shaky voice masked with fear asked. Paying a deaf ear to my question he walked deeper into the room towards my bed as my shaky hands drew the covers higher over my whimpering self, right up to my nose. "Khalil?" my voice sounded weird coming through the thick duvet, it felt awkward calling his name I mean am I even allowed to call him that? I was more scared now that I knew who it was. What was he doing in room? A loud thunder sound came as he sat beside me, a little too close. Does this man know he's shirtless and in my room at eleven p.m? "Have you chosen a surrogate?" his thick voice cut through the sound of raindrops and my train of thoughts. I slowly shook my head at him. "Relax"He raised his hand to my face which was still covered halfway and slowly dragged down the covers down to my abdomen revealing my bare arms in my spaghetti strap v neck nightwear. I scanned the room for my robe and found it hanging on the coat rack in the far end of my room, I would get up to get it but my nightgown didn't really qualify as a gown. I watched his eyes travel up my body landing on my chest, his Adams apple bobbed up. He shut his eyes and when he opened them, they landed on mine sending shivers down my spine... Hidaya Hassan Abdulqadir thought she lost it all when her parents and lover all died in a plane crash, she slowly tried to move on from then letting the almighty take control after a year of grieving. She is married off to electronic magnet, Khalil Nuhu DanMaliki who was her father's business partner in hopes of saving her fathers legacy. Follow them on their journey through marriage and see how their love unfolds even though true love can only be permanent in Jannah. All rights reserved®