He craved the sweetness of her touch, crazed in a frenzy for a woman too pure for his bitter life. * * * * Tasneem was a natural artist. She could create masterpieces with anything whether it be makeup, paints, or cooking. Her tuition bills are becoming too hard for her family to handle and their café isn't as popular as it was before. Until one day, the ruthless CEO of Tarkan Industries walks in and completely changes everything. Two personalities that constantly clash and a tragic past leave Tasneem more eager to unravel the mysteries behind the cold CEO. Perhaps, she might finally be the one to bring peace to his bitter soul with only the recipe of sweetness. (Book Two in the American Muslimah Trilogy, but can be read as a stand alone) •Cover by @IamSumayya• [Featured by Wattpad] [Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual] WARNING: Last few chapters are removed for publishing. Book is published and available on Amazon :D

Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Historical Fiction. Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Spiritual Category. Winner of Best Muslim Readers' Choice Awards: Prince of Knights _____________ Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also known for their bravery and leadership. Faris, son of Sheikh Mubarak a hard-hearted man known among his tribe. No man is brave enough to raise his voice in his presence. His mission was to demolish his enemy's tribe for annihilating one of his men. However, fate decided something new when blood feud was only resolved by his marriage to the daughter of his enemy. Raghad is just like any other Muslim girl, who wishes to marry the man of her dreams but she meets Faris the Knight with no heart. He only fears his Lord his maker and no one else. With no other option to resolve blood feud Raghad steps over her dreams to shield her tribe. Will Faris unbolt the gates of his heart for her? Read to find out what happens in this love story. Prince of Knights, based on a Bedouin lifestyle. FOLLOW TO READ!

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

Glancing at my feet he sighed "who wears heels on an excursion to the mountains Areesha what were you thinking!" he grunted. "I I forgot" "You have decided to spoil my mood since morning haven't you" he huffed " give me your hands " he brought his hands forward "No" "What's the problem" his eyebrows knotted. "Give me your hand "he demanded "I can't" I whispered "Areesha keep your unwanted logics with you and listen to me once otherwise you will miss all the fun .up there." "Be a good girl come on Areesha give me your hand" he came close to me "No" i stepped back "You just don't listen do you okay than stay here" I am going he spoke harshly and left.. My eyes brimmed with unwanted tears.I sighed A journey In which they will discover the essence of a true love.. Many lessons will be learnt on the way of achieving it.. And in the end the achievement of a true love which will sparkle there lives with its fragrance. forever..❤ Cover by a friend @Auroraborealis9.

"She made broken look healed, And strong look invincible, She carried the Universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings." What if you wake up in a hospital bed not remembering anything that happened the night before? What if the horrors keep you sleepless for the next four years? Zeeniya Tahan hid perfectly behind the mask she crafted. Biker Kick boxer Footballer And a sarcastic girl boss. Stuck between three brothers and a best friend, she was finally coping with the hidden facts when the hurricane struck - in the form of a really good looking - I mean really good looking project partner. Nayal Siddiqi, your more than average knight in the shining armor, smart, hot - everything Zeeniya didn't need. But some times just the thought of a helping hand is all you need to get over the worst fears. And in her case, finding out what happened that night. If you need humor, sarcasm, crime and and romance all under one roof, you are in the right place.

The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

She is, Afaaf عفاف ; Chaste, Virtuous, Decent , Pure. A beautiful young woman with sparkling brown eyes. He is, Zaryaab زریاب ; Rich , wealthy, possessor of gold. A handsome young man carrying the secrets of world on his shoulders. She runs. He runs. Until they meet each other. Ready to run together. Ready to adventure together. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Afaaf's one decision for her own life leaves her stranded. One decision leads her to unknown feelings and emotions. One decision leads her to thousand more until she is ready to except the reality and discover the world, she had never heard of before. Secrets are revealed, hearts are broken and blossomed, trust is shaken, deceit is unmasked along her adventurous journey with a man with green eyes. And it all begins from the most unexpected place, A railway station. #1 -Spiritual (12th March 2020) #1 -Pakistan (10th April 2020) #1 -Pakistani (10th April 2020) #8 -Spiritual ( 4th November 2020) #1- Spiritual (30th May 2021)

Put the wedding of the year, a surly army major and an upcoming election into a blender, what do you get? Chaos. Ultimate and utter, CHAOS. =========================================== Highest rankings: No 1: Pakistani 🥰 No 1: Representation No 1: High Society No 1: South Asia No 2: Pak 🇵🇰 No 4: Contemporary

She was abandoned on her wedding day. The groom disappeared. There were accusations. Her honour was at stake. Her family was to be ruined. One man saved her from all this misery or was it to be yet another trial that she will face... Nawal Ahmed has been the adoring sister of her three brothers. She was pampered and spoiled. She was loved and doted on. She was loud, mischievous and sometimes wild. Her wedding was set. Her groom was a loving successful man. Or was it all an illusion. Salman Siddique had been admiring his cousin since childhood. He loved her passionately. He was amused by her outgoing character. He never wanted to see tears in her eyes. It was he who saved her from ruination. But did this mean that his dream was to come true. Read and find out how Nawal's innocence and troublesome personality will lead her to deception and deceit. And Salman's love is to be tested.... Content Warning: Some of the content may not be appropriate for young or sensitive people as there is an implicit reference to sexual activity, physical violence and strong language. Although, the book should pass for PG15.

● SLOW UPDATES ● She stood tall with her head held high, her eyes that were once dull in his presence were now filled with life. Her arms were linked with her husband as she stared at the man in front of her. Her red lips turned into a smile as her husband wrapped his arms around her waist. Her golden dress shining in the light. He rubbed small circles on her waist to calm her nerves. She started at the man who was suppose to be her hero, who suppose to care for and love her unconditionally. So with her voice held with confidence and elegance, she spoke, looking him right in his eyes, "You lost, Mahmoud Sayd"