H.R #3 in spiritual (4/10/2016) * "But you're my husband! I should...I should at least know where you are at 2 o'clock in the morning!" "I didn't want to be your husband! And the last time I checked you didn't want to marry me either! So I'm not inclined to tell you anything!" I froze, his answer shocking me beyond belief. "You're right..." I said slowly,"I didn't want to marry you." * Hassan Malik. The perfect guy.The guy in every girls' dream.The guy with the looks, the money,I mean even his name sounds perfect. So why did I -Aasia Hamid- the ordinary girl not want to marry him? Why didn't I fall helplessly into his arms? Maybe it's because I didn't believe in fairytales Or because my 'prince charming' was more broken then I was. Or maybe I just didn't deserve a 'happily ever after.' But taqdeer will find a way. Perfection is impossible. Happiness is never eternal. And lies are beautiful... the ones shared between us being the prettiest of all.

{ 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*

|COMPLETED| "Hey?" "Yeah?" "I got a question." Smiling, I looked down at him. He was seated on the couch, comfortably reclining like a king. "What if I fall in love with you before he asks you to marry him?" I started laughing at his silly question and missed the way he looked at me. "Oh. Don't tease me! You don't like me like that. You only proposed to me to help make him jealous!"

Assalamu Alaykum. Peace be upon you. The journey that each of us embark on when looking for love is as unique as the prints at the tips of our fingers. The quest for love, although in hindsight may seem to be a beautiful thing, in reality can be a dangerous path to take. Hira and Amir's journey is no different. Two young people walking towards a union neither of them wanted can only mean impulsive decisions, regretful actions and a hurricane of raw emotions. Hira is not looking for marriage, nor is Amir. So how exactly do they end up happily married a few short months after their first ever encounter?

Whenever the kingdom of Misrah was mentioned, the name Marliyyah came to mind. Born the only child to the Sultan of Misrah,Imran El- Assad and his queen Noorah, she was loved immensely.But fate dealt a heavy blow to the inseparable family when the queen Noorah, suddenly vanishes without a trace and leaves the Sultan heart broken. He falls into a long sleep mysterious to healers from far and near. Marliyyah now a fully grown woman steps into the shoes of her father to protect her people and forever closes the doors to her heart. Orphaned and having to ascend the throne of his predecessors at a young age is the Sultan of Heman, Nawfal Al-fateh. Being a close ally of Misrah, he learns of the impending doom that threatens to befall the kingdom from the feared Kingdom of the Boas.Nawfal must do the needful, a marital alliance to protect his long time ally and show loyalty. Will Marliyyah concede to this alliance? Will Nawfal be able to tame the warrior's heart?

"What is royalty?" Real royalty is just a bloodline that probably inherits riches upon riches, head of state: giving yourself up and things about you for the sake of a place, a population of people that live in the land you take care of. Your the shepherd that has to keep this place peaceful... I had to give myself up.