[Previously known as 'Have you'] Have you ever felt so alone? Have you ever felt like they stabbed you in your back? Have you ever thought you were going to be a victim of rape? Have you ever felt like you can't even trust family? Have you ever thought that something good would come out of something bad? Have you ever thought you would have a cute little angel at this age? 'No, I haven't. I haven't before. But now I realized that you can't expect anything from life. Everything just comes and goes. You can't stop it. You can't change it. You will be tired, but in the end, it will only make you stronger. I didn't know that I would go through all of this. I never thought about the fact that I will have a baby when I was still so young. I didn't think he would do this to me. But it happened, and it will only make us stronger..' Manar was nineteen when she got pregnant. But she realized that she was in this alone. All alone. She was strong. She knew Allah was always there for her and when she saw the face of her little angel, she knew that it was going to be alright. After all, her faith in Allah was all what she still has and it helped her to stand on her feet when everything around her was pulling her down. The only aim of her life is to be there for her angel, for her little boy.. But there was one thing that kept her afraid and always running; the threatening notes she finds everyday.. Kamal is sick of the rich world. No one understands him. He doesn't want to run his dad's company.. He wants to live the life he wants and the way he imagined it. He doesn't trust anyone, and that's why he is always alone. He has a few friends, but that's it. But what happens when he meets the strongest girl he has ever seen, that was taking care of a child? He feels something he has never ever felt before. It felt weird yet good. It hurt him, it made him happy. But why? ~ Romance Islam

[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

Liyah's breath hitched in her throat. The sandy desert stretched for miles and miles, without end. She looked at the two in front of her with an exasperated expression etched on her face, "Tell me this gets easier." Rayan smirked, "Careful, habibti. A fool off his guard could fall, and fall hard, out there on the dunes." موجَز Liyah Mahmoud travels to her estranged native lands of Almasahra when she learns that her grandmother is terminally ill. Thrown into a mysterious battle by the princess and her royal guard, she has no choice but to leave behind a world she thought she once knew. What seems like an innocent trip to the desert country soon becomes a quest to defeat an unknown force of evil. • inspired by one thousand and one nights + aladdin •

"Oh, darling. You can't fix yourself by breaking someone else." The royal family wants to marry off young Prince Amir bin Mohammed Aryan Sheikh to a woman of their stature. His eyes are set on Yasmin Omer, the girl who has rescued his life, capturing his heart in a way no one else has. During a lavish ball attended by the wealthiest and prettiest, the two will realize they are destined to be with each other. However, not everyone tolerates a commoner becoming the Prince's wife. Enemies plotted on all sides to shatter their young love. Aryan and Yasmin's love will be tested as they face multiple obstacles in their quest for a happy ending. - This book is a fairytale retelling starting with Cinderella, Tangled, Frozen, Moana, and ending with Maleficent. complete | 220 000 - 225 000 words

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ Far away in the land of arabia, in a kingdom by the desert, is a Princess, who goes by Qadira. She was born with talent and skill, the hands of a physician and the mind of a skilled herbalist. Simply put, she is a healer. Then there is Prince Qaswar of the Sabaean Kingdom: a mystery and playful madman, yet a mercy to their kingdom. They call him Amir-al-suyuf, prince of swords. Despite their differences, both are equally willing to do anything it takes to keep peace in their kingdom. The Qatabanian Kingdom and Sabaean kingdom have been at each other's throat for centuries past and when royal Sabaean blood is spilled by the people of Qataban in battle, they seek royal blood in return. To quench their blood thirst, the King of Qataban offers the heart of his daughter to the prince. Join them on this magical journey, as they take you back to a tale as old as time . . . ALL CHARACTERS ARE STRICTLY MUSLIM BUT THIS IS NOT A DEPICTION OF ISLAM. Ranked: #1 - arabia

#5 in #spiritual 10 Nov, 2024 #1 in #muslim 12 Aug, 2021 #4 in #islam 29 May, 2021 #7 in #Allah 4 May, 2021 #8 in spiritual 15,16,17 September 2016 Thanks for stopping on my story! :D No, this is not a boy marries girl, girl marries boy cliché story... I promise there's more! I've put all my thought and skills to put before the wattpad audience the most misunderstood fact about muslim women in a marriage. The fact that it all ends with abuse and oppression on the women which leads to thinking that muslim women are being oppressed and enslaved in their religion. Afaaf Hameed never wanted a marriage because for all she knew, 'all men are the same', particularity Muslim men. They are all chauvinists. To her, romance, love, feeling butterflies in stomach was all fantasy in today's world and it only existed in the era of Prophets. But what happens when she has forced herself to marry Imran Ameen Khan for the sake of her mum. On the other hand, Imran is head over heels about being married to Afaaf. He has never met a woman more beautiful than her. He tries his best to let romance blossom between them. But little does he know that his beautiful wife has no feelings for him. What will the future of these two hold when their lives are tied together? Will they make it to 'Happily Ever After' or will their hearts split up? ***Not Edited***

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.