#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.

| IBRAHIM BOOK II | "I am willing to give my everything to you, if you agree to be mine forever" ---- He looked Italian He dressed brands He spoke billionaire language He ran an entire empire with the tip of his fingers He drove luxurious cars He traveled to exotic places He had all he ever wanted all except her She was his best friends' sister She was the girl he loved She was the one who had her head held high She was the one who could not be loved She was the one who cannot love and she was out of reach from him sparks, fireworks and mid season flowers and leaves, all fly about as the two meet, the twisted love story of. "The Billionaire And The Hijabi" => Highest Ranking: #2 on Spiritual Hotlist (15/02/16) copyright scopian_16 2016

-UNEDITED- | IBRAHIM BOOK I | Iqraam Ibrahim; a billionaire who had it all. A loving family, money, fame, an empire and was living his dream as a CEO and Racer. He felt that he was 'Content.' And that 'Content' changed to something more when he met a certain niqabi. She became his Assistant and with a little (okay alot) of sparks and feelings, he fell in love. Except there was much more to the Niqabi then just her poise and posture or intelligence. And he would do anything to call her, his. New bonds, family reunion, shocking pasts and outrageous news- all in one. Welcome to the tale of two hearts, poles apart, The Billionaire and The Niqabi. © scopian_16 2015

HOOR SIDDIQUI Life has never been easy for me, nor i think it would ever be .after coming to my father 's place, i thought , i will be left alone . But i was wrong .my step mother couldnt bear my presence for long and now i am being married at the age of 18. I cant wish for something good , but i hope that things dont get worse. ARHAAN RANDHAWA I am the head of Randhawa empire . I have put my days and nights to bring it to the heights ,it is on today .i can never see it going in loss . For my hard work and my empire, i am going to marry the daughter of a person , i hate . I cant wait to make her regret the day she would marry me . I want to see, how much cunigness of her father , she had taken and how long it will keep her standing infront of me . Hello friends , if you want to know more about them , check this story . Hopefully, you will like it .

She loved him. He loved another. She was ready to die for him. He pretended to be oblivious to that. She was crazy for him. He was crazy for the other girl, but not the mad kind of crazy like she was. She was determined to get to her destination but at the same time immature, hot- headed, sweet, and carefree. A weird combination, right? But what happens when you set the wrong destination for yourself? You lose, right? But she was not the one to accept defeat. She was a determined girl and loved challenges. He was mature but not enough to see what was the best for him. It wasn't even her fault that she couldn't see any other man except him. His name was Aaamir Sheikh. Her name was Areesha Aftab. Aamir fell for the other girl Shazre. It was like love at first sight. Her mother taught her not to look at any man- not because it was prohibited in islam- rather because she was reserved for him. Her mother didn't teach her religion. No one cared about her. All they cared about was that she married him as there had been some promises made in the past that were yet to be revealed to her. What had destiny planned for Areesha? Was Aamir Sheikh the one for her as her mother had always said or was there someone out there waiting for her to pick up her broken pieces, fix her shattered heart, teach the real meaning of love and cherish her like no other. Was that 'someone's' name Fawad Ali, the famous business man whom Areesha worked for or was he the same Aamir Sheikh with whom her name was always tied up? Will Areesha make the right desicion in choosing him? Read to find out more in Choosing Him #20 in spiritual (6-5-2017) Cover by @ItsFirstMalaika

Highest ranking, #1 in spiritual ( 10/7/2016 ) until ( 5/ 9/ 2016 ). How can you fix something that's already been broken, several times? I am damaged, used and repulsive... I am nothing, just simply unfixable. Or at least that's what people told me. I've kept to myself for a long time now until I met someone who is just as unfixable as me. I am Layla and this is my story. * Layla Joseph and Adam Hayek cross paths at the most unexpected time. They make a deal, they decide to get married for their own selfish reasons. Put two strangers in one house and see what happens... one of them is a first class bipolar asshole who has no faith left, while the other one is a sweet, fragile girl with baggage in the form of a little angel, who happens to be strengthening her faith. Both are broken... unfixable they say and both have a past that haunts them. A marriage of convenience is what they had in mind... But will there be more or will they let their pasts get in the middle and drive them away from each other, leaving them yet again unfixable? ******* Romance/Spiritual Warning! This book will most probably contain mature language at some point. This book is not meant to be preaching about islam, rather its a book about characters who happen to be muslims struggling with their faith and life. It's a FICTIONAL book, my imagination did the work for me. Anything else could be a coincidence. I DONT OWN ANY OF THE PHOTOS USED IN THIS BOOK. I'm not a perfect Muslimah and this book isn't a perfect Islamic book either. Please have an open mind when you read this book. Thank you.

Jenna Yousuf has everything all girls envy. A mansion, fancy cars, diamonds and jewels, closets filled with clothes, shoes and purses. A hot husband. But she isn't happy. Who could be when you were forced to marry a man you don't love just to save your family? She doesn't want to give him a chance, nor does she want to try to begin a life with him. But what does she do when he turns out to be the sweetest man she has ever met? Can she keep him at bay, or will she cave, and accept it when she starts to have feelings for her husband? Hudayfah Sulayman has to protect his wife from the evil people who are out to get her brother. While he only married her for that reason, he didnt anticipate one thing; that he would fall in love with her. So much so that he would do anything to make her happy, except for what she really wants; to be let out of their marriage. He knows Jenna doesn't love him now, but should he hold out hope that one day she will?

Copyright© "Leave me alone!" I said pushing at his chest so he would let me go. Every step I took back he took another closer towards me. "I knew I could crack your code" he smirked so accomplished with himself. "What do you want from me?" I asked my eyes narrowed at him as anger flooded within me. "One simple thing, only you can give me. I want you Madina, I want you to be mine" he whispered in my ear which caused shivers to run down my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut, repeating his words in my mind. I opened my eyes staring into his stormy ones. I put on the sweetest smile ever and said; "You wish asshole" With that I turned around to walk away. He grabbed my upper arm and slammed me against his rock hard chest. Damn is he secretly a tree? I asked myself, but snapped quickly back to reality. "Don't leave me" Bryson said in a broken voice, which caused me to furrow my eyebrows at him. "Why do you care if I do?!" I yelled which made me flinch at my own voice. "Because everyone leaves. I won't allow you to leave me. Not now, not ever Beads" -------- Who's the Hijabi's Best Mistake? Keep reading to find out! Islamic love story, BUT I want all to read doesn't matter your religion. All are welcome my loves ❤ !!UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY, OR EARLIER. USUALLY ONCE, OR TWICE A WEEK I UPDATE!! #5 In Spiritual May 1st, 2018! #1 In Hijab October 31st 2018! #1 In Hijabi January 11th, 2019! Current cover made by: @AllahIsMyBff

After all we are one nation. One voice and one blood. Somewhere along the lines, the same feelings disperse within us. Maybe you can relate through my inner voice. All rights reserved. Theabayahgirl/instagram