Tasneem is a 17 years old girl with a good family, a best friend and a life considered as 'okay' and she is practically living her life, trying to get past the teenage years. But one day she hears that there would be a masquerade, and one of Tasneem's wishes in life was to experience and go to a masquerade. She knew it was haram, being the pious and practicing girl she was, but what happens when her best friend, who turns out to be a total different person than she assumed, drags her towards the party? What was the consequences? Was it worth it to listen to the devil, lie to her parents and then getting a photo of herself spread over the entire online world? Follow Tasneem on her own roller coaster through the hardest time of her life, when she gets home with only one shoe on.

A collision of raw flaws inevitably divorce proximity between the innocent and the tainted. But will history straddle its suffice as means of fusing the differences mocking a faint decision, or will it just rot the bandaged hope fragile in heal? With anecdotal suffering and a naive heart, Aamirah's vulnerable mind swims in grey, blind to routes of light. Faith redundantly evokes that the environment has displaced the real him. The man whose childhood years were lived aside her's, hurts and lies. Yet, under the forced exterior, his heart still emanates the same warmth, red of foreign. And so the flare to her candle flickers away, vanishing, until it's a dark abyss and her mind befriends the potential; His potential. Their potential future. -- All rights reserved. This book is subject to copyright rules. You may NOT use and reproduce this book or any portion thereof without appropriate credit and written permission, nor can you use my ideas for your own work. In other words, PLEASE DO NOT COPY. This novel is entirely fictional, names and corresponding events are completely coincidental.

|• H i g h e s t R a n k i n g #1 in Spiritual •| They didn't agree on much. In fact, they didn't agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other every day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other. "I thought you said, I wasn't your type. What changed?" The guy is unbelievable. "Well, that was a year ago. People change," he whispers the last part. He leans closer to my face and his dark green eyes meet mine. "You're not like the others. You're different in a good way." "Too little, too late, and a little too wrong. You're my boss and I'm your maid, to be more specific, your Muslim Maid. So don't fool me, because to you, I'm just a game, Mr. James." With that, I walked away from him. James Madison is the boss, who has everything he wants. He is careless. He never apologizes for his mistakes. But his world changes When he meets his Muslim Maid. Jasmine Jamal is his maid. A Muslim. Her parents died a long time ago. She lives with her uncle. She has one brother who she cares about. She doesn't want to fall in love or believe any of that. All she wants, is to support her little brother, but her life becomes worse when she meets James, her boss.

As if being kidnapped from a poverty-stricken town in the Middle East was not horrifying enough, Hayat Ishfaq, a 21 year-old American Muslim, is forced to watch the slow beheadings of her own students. But, those are the least of her worries. ~A Wattpad Featured Story~