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~

UNDER MAJOR EDITING {Eternal Ishq Series - Book Two} It is a must that the Book One 'In Your Love...' is read before you begin 'In His Love...' A Hijabi fashion-designer, an Aalim entrepreneur. Also a simple girl and her well-known surgeon Every tale is connected, every person is linked... the one knows the other, the other knows a third and the third happens to be the first one's brother while the fourth is undoubtedly the other's best friend... Capiche? No? :D For the real summary, click inside -

She whirls around like a breath of fresh air Spreading smiles to all those around! She is witty and also commanding - a combo That's very rare to be found. She has a sunny temperament And sports a smile all day long. She trudges on in life with extreme effort And the belief that she is quite strong. People look at her smile and see a common girl. They overlook the desolateness in her eyes. While each day she wars a battle within And comforts herself by weaving a web of lies. There is always an endless abyss inside her, A hollowness which claws her heart out. She yearns for a companion to lean on, Someone to support her in times of drought! Sadly, life has absolutely naught to offer So she wipes her tears and gulps her sorrows away. She gets up, dusts her back, prepares herself To solely face another day. You couldn't bully reality And it would most definitely not comply. It's upto you to understand that there is more to things Than what just meets your eye! Be careful not to get carried away By the fake smile she most often wears. In reality, the sunny glow of her smile Only reflects the depth of her inner scars! __________________________ Follow the journey of Ibrahim and Zahra as they forego their inhibitions, insecurities and finally, fall in love! ( Sequel to Shimmering Love but can be read separately. However, it's best that you read SL before you start on this =) ) Cover credits @BlackRedHeart

Nedim looked at the young teen in front of him and called out, "Khadijah." "I know what you're going to say, Imam Nedim. You'll tell me to have patience. You'll tell me that we'll find my father. You'll give me reassurances. You'll tell me that you believe in him, but you know what Imam Nedim?" The blue-eyed, Caucasian-looking teen whispered in question. Nedim quietly watched as the teen picked up the picture of his family on the table. She looked at it and smiled sarcastically before whispering, "I don't believe you, Imam Nedim. Instead of standing up for my father, you condemned him like the rest of the congregation. He isn't a terrorist. He never was. He was your friend, but you betrayed him. You helped destroy my family, while you live happily with your in. In my eyes, you're as bad as the men who shot him. Please don't try to console me when you are just as bad as them," Khadijah whispered before heading out the door.

Dawood Khan, an American Muslim soldier in the US Army, had been an outsider for a good portion of his life. His Islamic identity was something he cherished, but others looked down on in disdain. Bullies at school ridiculed, mentally tortured, and physically assaulted Dawood for cherishing that identity. After a horrifying encounter with his high school bully, Dawood decided that enough was enough. He grew wiser, determined to face the terrorists that his religion was forcibly associated with. His decisions enabled him to encounter terrorists who killed in the name of their Creator, terrorists that claimed to follow the same religion he followed. For disagreeing with their twisted beliefs, these terrorists executed men, women, and children. This was not the Islam he knew. This was not the Islam that he followed. In hopes of changing his community's image, Dawood embarked on an excursion to better the image of Muslims in America. His voyage began in peace, yet ended in disaster and rage. Follow his life as he faces the growing danger of guilt by association and see the Muslim American community in a new light. Who is Dawood Khan and why is he known as America's number one enemy? Available on Amazon in print! (Still working on making the e-book free.) http://www.amazon.com/Dangers-Islam-Terrorist-Helena-Won-ebook/dp/B00TNCNRXI I appreciate all comments, votes, shares, and follows! ***Rated Mature for Language. No "adult" scenes in the book***

Mashal Naeem thought she knew exactly who she was until she was rescued by her neighbour, flown on a private plane and driven on a talking car, kidnapped by terrorists and learned to fight. All because of being the daughter of Naeem Ansar, the founder of Alnihayya. Where freedom is precious than blood.

She knew that her work wouldn't let her rest, Was aware that every day would be a test. It was her passion though, to see the last smiles, Although they haunted her for the longest of times. He was a wonder in this world, Possessed a heart of gold. His heart bled for every atrocity the ummah faced, His Soul shook every time an innocent was shot dead. She couldn't believe that he was hers, And he was on a mission to never see her in tears. She remembered this when a cry escaped its cage, And knew that he would love her even after his last breath.

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Meet Shazin, an enthusiastic, sassy young adult looking forward to her last year of graduation. But what she did not expect was for fate to hit her with familiar faces and memories she had concealed in the deepest chambers of her heart, hoping never to be revisited again. When life once took a detour taking away everything she ever wanted, she had learned to make peace with the heartbreak that followed, but what she did not want was for time to mock her by bringing back ties she had to let go of. Would she be willing to walk on treacherous waters, take the plunge again, face what she ran away from, and risk losing it all again? Join Shazin on her alluring journey of self discovery, love and redemption.

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.