I thought life couldn't get any worse since my father discovered that he was suffering from cancer. After constant flashbacks of my dark past due my unhealthy mental condition, dad decided that he wanted to be a grandfather before he passed away. The worst parts are: a) the doctors already warned that he'd be gone soon. b) I'm his only child. Being the heir to an unfair future, I already decided that fulfulling dad's wish is going to be difficult. Leave the marriage part. But making him a grandfather? Forget it. ©All Rights Reserved

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...

"Will you marry me?", he asked but i didn't dare to look up at his face. How can a man wants to marry a messed up girl like me? After knowing my dark past and knowing what i have been through. How? Was it possible? Why out of so many he chose me? Was I worth to be his wife? What about his family, what would they think of me? One thing came to my mind with a full force, was I ready? ------------- Romaisa, 22 and Orphan was living with her foster parents since her parents were murdered when she was only 2. Despite the hardships, hurdles and bad days she was a good muslim. ALWAYS believe in ALLAH. Untill one day, on her 22nd birthday her foster parents decided to get her married and as obedient as she was, without any arguments, she accepted the offer and got married but little does she knew that it was not an actual marriage but she was being sold. There would be ups and downs. How would romaisa manage to live? Would she be able to survive? Read it out to know.

"I just wanted to fit in." Growing up has never been easy. School isn't just about increasing your knowledge and passing exams. It's a stepping stone into the real world. You meet all kinds of people and of all sorts of character. Fitting in has always been an issue for most; sometimes to the extent of going against your morals and values in order to fit in. But if you're risking the hearts of people who loves you, the question is; would you still do it? Unfortunately for Hidayah Rosli, she fails to realise that all it takes is one wrong move to ruin everything - because once you start, it's hard to stop.... A heartbreaking story about filial piety, regret, wrong choices and wrong friendships made. Genres: Coming-of-age (bildungsroman), teen fiction [PG-13 due to mature themes] and Spiritual

As a Muslim girl, marriage is one of Safia's biggest dreams. All her life she kept herself pure for her faith and her future husband. Although having never had experienced love, and occasionally doubting whether she will, Safia feels herself growing impatient being single. She then sends her family to search for 'the one.' Trusting her family, she decides to say yes to the first person her family finds for her. She believes she will get married and face all her problems with her husband by her side. Is it really as simple as that? Yusuf feels a void in his heart. He tries to deny it, but he knows his mother's not proud of him. He knows she wishes he could be a little more modern like his brother. He wanted his family to find him a wife while he could focus on his deen (faith), but his idea of a wife clashes with his mother's. Seeing that his family were struggling to find him someone he likes, he decides to take matters into his own hands. But is he rushing into decisions without thinking?

There is a broken man sitting next to me, but his blinding smile acts as glue to those who glanced at him. I can only see his side profile but I am faced with the unfiltered truth that this man is my husband. We are not in love, but I do not think we even love ourselves. The camera man tells Ahmed to wrap his arms around me for an artful photo. When I feel his strong arms around my waist he turns to look at me, his face so close that our noses touch. "Smile, Aleemah. It is your wedding." When the camera clicks I know that only hatred and misunderstandings stain the picture, and my heart clenches knowing that this man will never love me as I have begun to love him.

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Eighteen year old Yasmeen is a Muslimah enjoying her last year of high school with her two best friends. She expects her senior year to be boring and torturing like the past three years were. Especially due to the fact that she's been wearing the niqab and tormented in school for it since last year. What's a niqabi to do though when the gorgeous new guy starts going to her school and everyone takes an interest to him? Or what about when she finds out that he's going to be living in the same house with her for a year and they're engaged to each other? *WILL OFFICIALLY BE BACK LATE 2024/EARLY 2025*

Im Layla, muslim, black, and disliked in many places.