Hello! Have you ever thought of learning Spanish, but didn't know how to start, or didn't want to pay classes for it? Then, this is your book! I'm going to teach you all you need to know to learn Spanish. But if you're wondering if you should trust this book, I tell you, don't worry. I am a native speaker, you can read without fear, Google Translator hasn't been here. (By the way, this Spanish is from Spain. Castillian). Happy learning! If you have any question, just ask in the comments or with a private message and I will answer it!

Tahajjud Prayer & Tahajjud Dua (The Definitive Guide) How to perform Tahajjud Prayer? This is a complete guide to Night Prayer (Tahajjud Prayer). You'll be guided step-by-step until you are done. In this book, you'll learn about anything related to night prayer, such as: How to niyyah (intention) Time to perform •What is the difference between Thajjud and qiyam- ul layl. What's dua to recite ... and lots more. Tahajjud is actually love. When you're in Sajdah and your eyes start to talk to Allah, you cry your heart out filling the prayer mat with tears. You just keep on speaking to Allah and telling Him everything that bothers you. And when you get up you feel like you have transferred all your worries and problems to Him. Your heart feels so much lighter than it was before. You feel easy. You feel at peace. May Allah make it easy for us. Ameen!

"Leave me alone, Azlan," Shahana choked out, her voice tight with anger and despair. "I'm not going anywhere with you." Ignoring her pleas, Azlan reached for her wrist, his grip firm but not brutal. Shahana flinched, the memory of countless similar moments flashing before her eyes. She tried to pull away, but his hold was unwavering. Desperate, she cast a pleading glance at her father, who stood frozen, his face a mask of conflicting emotions. His wife reached out to comfort him but was stopped by a subtle shake of his head. "Azlan, listen to me," Shahana said, her voice shaking. " I don't want to be in this relationship anymore. I want a divorce." The words hung heavy in the air, met with a tense silence. Azlan's jaw clenched, his eyes hardening. He wouldn't let her go, not without a fight. Yet, amidst the fire of his determination, a flicker of pain flickered across his face. Shahana, emboldened by the spark of vulnerability, shifted her gaze towards her in-laws. "Baba," she pleaded, her voice trembling slightly. "Please ask Azlan to stop. I don't want to leave with him." Azlan's father, a man known for his calm demeanor, took a hesitant step forward. "Azlan," he began, his voice measured. "Perhaps we should all..." Before he could finish, Azlan cut him off, his voice laced with a controlled fury. "No, Dad. This is a private matter. Let us handle it." Even in the heat of his emotions, respect for his family shone through. He may be a ruthless businessman, but he wouldn't disrespect his father, the one person he truly valued. However, on this issue, he was determined to have his way. Ignoring everyone, he marched towards his car, grabbed her arm, and ushered her into the passenger seat. Without a word, he started the engine and sped away.

𝘈 𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦-𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. • Halimah. Hassan. Their initial encounter was not their first as they had met before, though it did not feel like that in the beginning . Halimah's heart fluttered with the unfamiliar sensation of attraction, and her thoughts wandered to this enigmatic 'stranger' who had stirred her emotions. As days turned into weeks , their paths continued to intertwine, like two lost stars drawn towards each other in the vast night sky. In the end, it was a journey of love for the sake of Allah, filled with struggles that tested its strength. But is love truly enough?

In their neighborhood, rumors about Zain and his father linger like shadows. Though they've lived here for over two decades, Zain remains an enigma-a silent storm with a tragic aura shaped by whispers of his mother's mysterious death. His cold, guarded demeanor has always kept others at a distance. But Farhana, the fierce and headstrong daughter of the Chief of Army Staff, is far from intimidated. She meets his coldness with her own fierce resolve, believing he truly despises her-and she's more than willing to hate him back. What Farhana doesn't know is that Zain's icy exterior hides feelings he's harbored since the day they met. He's tried to bury them, thinking the distance will make them disappear. But every defiant look she throws his way only draws him in deeper, igniting a conflict between resentment and an undeniable pull. Their connection isn't a game; it's a battle of wills, a spark that only grows hotter with every clash, until both must confront the truth: sometimes, the strongest love emerges from the most unyielding hearts.

Hafsa, a breathtakingly beautiful woman in her mid-twenties, has lived her life trapped by the invisible chains of a deeply traditional Hausa-Fulani society. Determined to avoid the stigma of being labeled a divorcée, she endured a marriage that eventually broke her. Now divorced, she faces a harsh reality-freedom tainted by societal judgment. Her beauty draws countless admirers, yet the moment her past is revealed, they scatter like whispers in the wind. Her family urges her to remarry, pushing her to choose from suitors who see only her outward allure. But Hafsa isn't ready to settle again-not for convenience, not for approval. She craves something far more precious: healing, peace, and the chance to rebuild her shattered self. Amidst the relentless scrutiny, Ibrahim enters her life-a man who sees her beyond the labels. Quiet, strong, and unyielding, he becomes her anchor in the storm. Ibrahim watches over her, shields her from the cruelty of the world, and gently mends the wounds she's too afraid to show. Against all odds, he fights to be with her, defying a society that deems their love impossible. In a world where the scars of divorce threaten to define her, Hafsa must decide: will she let the stigma shatter her dreams, or will she take Ibrahim's hand and rewrite her story on her own terms? A moving tale of resilience, self-discovery, and an all-consuming love that rises above the noise of judgment and tradition. This is Hafsa's journey-a battle to reclaim her life and prove that even in a world of broken expectations, love can conquer all.

A bunch of stories ready to tickle your funny bones with nothing but LOVE😊😊 All rights reserved!!!!

A collection of short stories ~ Want handsome, wealthy, and possessive men who'll make your heart race? Don't worry-I've got you covered. Check these out and feel the butterflies! ♡♡♡ Tropes ~ arrange marriage ✓ cousin marriage ✓ age gap ✓ possessive man ✓ Desi romance ✓ Spicy ✓ ♡♡♡ Stories: Arzoo (Completed) Nazo (Completed) Mi Sol (Completed) Sajna (Completed) Junoon (Completed) - mature content - translation available (only for the first story😭)

Previously known as "The Ceo And His Hijabi" *** The night was dark. Ruthless and forbidden. It was like the murkiness was calling him in the arms of lurking demons, the demons which had always been there with him, teasing him mocking him. He stood before the window, looking down at the city, which was glittering as if thousands of stars have descended down from the sky, each scattering as far as a human eye could see. The tall buildings stood there, an aura of pride surrounding them, reminding him the consequences of the evil power that he had faced. His heart was beating in a sinful rhythm but the devil, oh the devil, he stood there in the darkness as if it was his own cloak, his own shelter. "Tell me this is a lie," The little Muslimah whispered. Her voice hoarse with emotions, her throat perched from all the crying that she had done in the past hour. The truth that laid before her had broken her. "Either you believe the artificial lie or realize the truth lying before your eyes." His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. His mind but his heart, it was in chaos. A cry of pain escaped the Muslimah's lips but he stood there, unwavering, listening to the tortured soul. "How long? How long have you kept this from me?" She questioned him. Her green eyes held a fire which he had never seen before. It was dangerous because it could consume her, becoming the reason for her own downfall. He knew after telling her the truth there was no coming back but he was a man of character and no matter how comforting a lie is, he would always go for the truth even if it meant chaos.

"What Does Islam Say About LGBT: Why It's Haram" is a comprehensive exploration of the Islamic perspective on homosexuality and gender identity. Drawing upon Quranic verses and Hadith guidance, the author delves into the reasons why homosexuality is considered haram (forbidden) in Islam. Through a detailed analysis of religious texts and scholarly interpretations, this book provides readers with a deeper understanding of the theological basis for the prohibition of same-sex relationships in Islam. By addressing this controversial topic with clarity and respect, the author aims to foster a greater understanding of the complexities surrounding LGBT issues within the Islamic faith.