No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

"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.

Ibrah Siddiqui and Ibrahim Raza are family friends, but both hate each others company, when ever they meet they end up fighting, but Allah have different plan for them, and Allah is the best planner. What will happen when both of them fall for each other? _____________________________

(The official SPIN-OFF of UNKNOWINGLY HIS) "Why have you kidnapped me"?She asked, her lips wobbling,feeling like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. "Don't put it that way, please!" "Then how do you want me to put it, if this isn't kidnapping?!"She yelled at him, fuming in anger as she stood up from the bed. * "Ms.Mehek, please.."He called, taking long strides towards her. "Dont come near me!"She yelled and started throwing the things at him which were kept at the bed side table, while he dodged them easily. "Dont come near me, you make me disgusted with myself. You are a non-mehram." She pushed him with full force and he stumbled back. "Then get ready for the Nikah!"He said, calmly after a long moment of silence and dashed out of the room.

The line separating darkness and light is very thin, no one knows when they will stumble upon the other side. The same thing happened to him long ago, an incident and he was dragged into the other side of the world, but instead of being devoured by the darkness, he swallowed it. Ruling over the demons of the society he was no less of a demon to them, a demon that fell in love with the fairy of light, Noor. Mahnoor, a cheerful young girl who suddenly finds herself imprisoned in a cage created by the most infamous man she knew, Moosa Khan. Who claimed to love her, but how can this fairy of light love back a demon? ________________________________ *Not edited, read on your own risk.* Cover by @AdibahRafhanah

A story of a 21 year old muslim girl called Liybha who lives in New Zealand. She is engaged to a business man's son. But her heart and soul has been long claimed by Hamid. A friendship from her childhood who she left behind in Pakistan. But fate has other plans for her as Hamid returns back into her life, releasing her old childhood memories she had buried deep within in her herself. She now stands on a road which leads to different destinations. Which one will she choose? Where will her fate lead her? A halal muslim love story with romance.

Stay in your limits. Don't think that I don't know anything. I cannot forget what you and your mother did to me and with my sister. Be there where you are." He said and I held the wall to stop myself from falling. "One more thing,never again do it. Never touch my things again."He said and a tear escaped from my eyes to roll down on my cheek He went out of the room,leaving me all alone,with so much hurt. He shut the door so hardly that I jumped on my place. Tears were rolling down on my cheeks. I sat down on the floor. I was remembering each and every word he said today. All in these days, I had a hope that one he'll be mine but today he just broke everything. Stay in your limits. I cannot forget what you and your mother did to me and my sister. Be there where you are. His words were ringing in my ear,telling me who I'm to him. He thought I was behind all this. He thought that I was with my mother,compelling him to marry me. But he was wrong. I wanted to tell him. Words seems to lost for me. He said never touch his things."His things?" We are separate ?? I thought, I am his wife and he know that I have the right on his everything but today he just told me my limits. ★~~★~~★~~★~~★~~★ Be with Jahan and Zeeniya to witness their journey of making the other fall.

"Ahem..." He cleared his throat... "Asalamualikum " he smiled...I looked everywhere but him...replying his salam... "Walikmasalam" "Haven't you still learnt to watch your steps...or you ..." He raised his eyebrows... "Excuse me...what do you mean..... I haven't seen you coming....can't you walk without looking..." I rambled... What did I just say?? Allah knows.. He does thou... " I was checking something... And I can't walk with closed eyes.....like you...you see I'm not that great..." He smirked..

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.