[My stories do NOT represent Islam, they represent most Muslims nowadays] ~~~~ "So I can't be this close to you?" Brody softly asked, pretending he didn't know the rules of my religion. "THEN LEAVE", he added pointing towards the door. And that's when it hit me, it wasn't him who was holding me there.. it was my own body that was craving for his touch. "LEAVE!", Brody shouted. I was looking at him, not moving any part of my body. He grabbed my waist with both hands, pulled me closer to him until our bodies touched. "You have no idea how many times I've dreamt of this moment", Brody whispered. ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ She is; Kind Caring Intelligent Helpful And Muslim He is; A bully A jerk Annoying Cocky And is unsure about his believes He used to bully her, she used to hate him... But what will happen when they get paired up with eachother for their project? And will one of them develop feelings for one another? Read and find out. •Also, this story involves religions like Islam but that doesn't mean that the characters in this story are perfect.. We all make mistakes• And Allah (Subhana Wa'Tahala) is the best of planners. [Holy Quran 8:30] Highest ranking: #1 [multiple times]

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018

"I dare you," He said to me with determination in his eyes. "I dare you to try and make me believe those words that are coming out of your mouth. If you succeed then I'll change my ways." "And what happens if I don't?" He smirked at me, revealing his beautiful white flawless teeth. Why is every part of his body so flawless? Astaughfirrullah, what am I thinking? He's a total jerk! "You'll be my slave for a whole year." "Deal." It's time to break the ways of this cocky jock. Adam Mathews is your average air head jock, he's insanely popular and has the looks that can kill. Not to mention the huge ego that goes with all that. ZamZam Amin is the Muslim girl at school, she's shy, sweet and incredibly proud of her religion. What happens when these two clash? What happens when Adam dares ZamZam to help change his ways? Will she succeed or will he always remain in his perspective? What happens when along the way they find an unexpected love? Find out! ©copyright 2016 #QURUXNATION [COVER BY: @Tammzz]

A true life story of a 21year old lady who once lived a free life and had fun times, along the way she found her way to JANNA with the guidance of her Creator ALLAH (S.W.A) . Where she met an Asian girl who touched her heart and soul with the love of Allah (s.w.a), and the true life story of ALI BANAT.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*

[Highest ranking #1 in spiritual] [#2 on What's Hot list] "What are you doing here?" I asked her through gritted teeth. She looked at me confused. For the sake of her, I have to do this. "I asked what are you doing here?" I now shouted at her. She flinched. "I..I came here for you." She stuttered, playing with her fingers. "Aah! As if I don't know what you came here for!" I spoke menacingly. "What are you talking about?" She asked, confusion and hurt flickered through her eyes and I quickly averted my gaze. "Oh so you don't know huh?!" I said, taking two steps towards her and holding her by her arm tightly. "I know you married me just because you wanted money. You are just a gold digger. We are married but don't think that I like you. I don't like you nor will I ever like you. Forget about loving you. We are married but I don't consider you as my wife. You are nothing to me. NOTHING!" °○°○° Meet Sidra Qureshi. She is 20, a fun loving and happy go lucky person who cheers everyone around her. She is the only daughter of her parents but a part of her is lost when she lost her brother when she was 10. Since then she is the life of her parents. She had practically lived her life in oblivion about her past. Meet Nabil sikander. He is 23, an Arrogant, Ruthless and Cold hearted person. His dream is to be the CEO of his father's company which he is trying real hard to be and is adamant on it, living behind his cheerful life. He have insecurities and trust issues. Jealousy made him the person he have become. He is dying everyday from his guilt. A past which binds them both together. A past which she is unaware of and a past which he is guilty of. Unaware of her past, she tried everything in her attempt to make their marriage work and because of the past, he kept pushing her away. Finally things started to settle and love started blooming but will their love last long? Or will their past ruin their happiness, their lives and their love? Read to find out