We all want our own 'happily ever after' and I was no different. I aspired to be like Khadija (ra), the wife of prophet Muhammad (saw) strong, faithful and caring for her husband. I wanted to be his everything, his rock, his shoulder to lean on and his best friend. I wanted someone who would complete my deen, love me unconditionally and care for me but up until then the only romance in my life would had to have been my relationship with ice cream. I wanted a love story that would move people to tears, that would be passionate and extraordinary. And boy did I get one...

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!

' "Peace",a word from a Merciful Lord. ' [Al Qur'an] 'At this time in Islam's history, when the entire religion is being judged by the actions of a few, it is appropriate to step back from the glare of the media spotlight and examine the beauties that infuse the way of life known as Islam. There is greatness and splendour in Islam that is often overshadowed by actions that have no place in Islam or by people who speak about topics they only vaguely understand. '~Sister Aisha When You would happen to be blessed by the GREATEST Bliss of life Ever, wouldn't you want to share that blessing with others around you? Would you not want others around you to feel and savour the tranquillity, serenity, and such glorious love that encompasses each and every cell in your body with awe with every passing minute of your life ,and sheer wisdom of magnificence, that You are experiencing? :) Islam is Perfect, as it's acknowledged by Allah, The Majestic. So judge Islam and not the imperfect Muslims.

"Aminah, I will explain everything.. it's not what yo..." she didn't let me finish. "Don't you dare!" I put my hand on her shoulder but she flinched away! "How could you? You ruined my life! When I asked you if you wanted to marry me why didn't you say no? Tell me! Tell me! That's why I never wanted to get married! Once you trust someone and fall for them, They break your trust! I'm done with you! Go away!" she said, anger and tears in her eyes! She was heart broken! I broke her heart! I should have told her about Aliyah! I know I should have! ••• Sequel is up! -UNBREAKABLE- Highest Ranking Spiritual #1 Teen Fiction #18 Cover Credits: @Itsfirstmalaika

"Ladies and gentleman we are being held momentarily by the train's dispatcher. We hope to be moving shortly. We apologize for any inconvenience." Boy if I had a dollar for every time I heard one of those announcements, I would've been one heck of a billionaire long ago! I alleged in my inner voice . "Ugh! We are so late!" Isaiah said as she puts both hands on her face gazing at her phone's time. "Wallah! Mr. Malak, is going to kill us!" Lehman said nodding." I looked at both of them and saw the patience melting away from their faces as they tap their feet on the ground repeatedly. "Man! We have been here for-" The stranger stops and looks at her phone and continues. "For 47 minutes!" Her eyes touched mine and I faked a smile. Her face was debatable. It seems as if she wanted to return the smile but the anger in her eyes was stopping her. A tall man with a blank face expression looked at me. He pushed me and I fell on a lady who pushed me off of her on to the floor. All eyes were on me. Lehman and Isaiah both looked with shocked expression as they helped me get up. "Excuse me!" I walked up to him. He didn't bother to look."Excuse me!" I yelled louder and he finally looks. "Why did you do that? " We don't need a terrorist on the train." "You ignorant man!" He raised an eye brow. "First of all, If I was a "terrorist", The last thing that would be on you brainless mind was to say it to me due to fear, second of all, Who are you to label me? What about the none Muslims! Ya'll kill all the time but do we label you?!" He looked like he wanted to apologize but I turned around to the lady who pushed me. "And as for you! Do you really think that I wanna touch you? Your not even worth looking at never mind being touched with your crocodile shedding skin!" I marched out the train and took a cab to work. I stared at the window trying to get a hold of myself. Why do people have to be so cruel and ignorant? When will they stop labeling us? Wanna find out more? Read! =)