Rabbi shrahli sadri. wayassirli amri. wahlul uqdatam millisani. yafqahu qawli. [surah Taha]. Sometimes love can prove poisonous when you nurture the seeds of your desires rather than nurturing the seeds of your emaan. Sometimes you learn after falling and that's when reality hits you. Sometimes to overcome your desires, you need to go through it, to know why Allah forbade you to go after your desires. Sometimes infatuation is not enough for a marriage to function smoothly but rather it is the understanding between the two. Sometimes Allah makes you fall before He makes you fly just like a striving bird who flutters through the wind and when it is about to fall, it strives even harder and it takes all the strength in the bird to flourish through the heaven while glorifying Allah. Sometimes love elevates your emaan but at times it can be more dangerous than slow poison which can slowly pierce through your strong walls of emaan, steadily making them fragile enough to crumble, which took several years to build. When we have to choose between the two roads, the road which leads to jannah isn't easy. While walking, you will realize that the path is full of obstacles which would stop you midway, which would make you fall hard but, isn't the true believer the one who after falling, picks up every shattered pieces of his heart for the Lord of the A'lameen as the heart belongs only and only to him. P. S. This book is the sequel of door to jannah. So if you haven't read it yet, what are you waiting for?

"Tun daga ranar da ka shigo rayuwata komai ya dai daita" Da murmushi a fuskarshi yace "Bansan akwai abinda na rasa a tawa rayuwar ba sai da na mallake ki"

"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

Different cultures, had imposed different expectations on their children especially girls in my immediate society, Hausaland. Here girls have to battle with the choice of either being westernised or culturized, which indeed isn't an easy choice for them. In this book, i am presenting a story about how the expectataions held by a society defines the roles of it's member, whether for good or bad. One thing i had kept in mind while writing this book is the sad fact that for generations my society had imposed some certain codes of behaviour for it's female members to follow which time and enlightenment, had managed to currupt for the better. Example of this, is in the challenging journey and personal transformation of the character in this book, Muna. It's a work which illuminates a path through which others can expand their consciousness, and chart the course for a future of enlightenment.

I suddenly froze not knowing what to do I just stood there watched him unable to talk or move or do anything. I looked at his blazing eyes turn darker and darker with anger and all of a sudden fear took over me I started shaking thinking of what will come after and then he sneered and his nose was flaring, at that point I was just waiting for him to smack me , it's all my fault I shouldn't have said those things to him I should have let it slide but I just had to open my stupid mouth and now he is going to kill me but then all of a sudden after what felt like eons he let go of the tight grip he had on my wrist and the anger in his eyes turned to contempt and then to that same uninterested look he wears all the time and then he turned and just walked away leaving me staring at his back like a dimwitd oaf " what the hell just happens" I heard the question being asked.

Raya Ahmad was born with a silver spoon in her mouth into a loving,tight knit family, She was the apple of her Father's eyes and the joy of all around her. Until one fateful day when her whole world came crumbling down her feet,her mum had eloped with her father's chauffeur Leaving her alone,with her father to fend for themselves. At the ripe age for marriage and with tons of eligible bachelors at her beck and call,yet she refuses to accept any of them for reasons unknown to anyone but her and her father. But.. Would she meet him? The one? Who would be able to penetrate her cold heart and bring down her guard? You wouldn't know until your find out for yourselves.

Hausa story of love, commitment and sacrifice. Yusuf and Asiya belong to different classes with nothing in common. Well, except for humanity. An incident had occurred which brought them together. Will their shared sacrifice bring them happiness and perhaps, everlasting love?

• Twice Wattpad Featured • #1 in Spiritual • The moon hid behind the clouds, the wind refused to blow and the mountains trembled at the sight in front of them. Fates were being erased, rewritten and joined. Destiny was being decided and souls were being interlocked. Fariya Ali Sikandar. A heartbreakingly beautiful woman with an even beautiful heart. Omer Ahmad Lashari. A breathtakingly handsome man with a stone in place of a heart. In a Muslim family in Pakistan, Fariya is a girl with heart as big as an ocean. She has dreams and aspirations. What happens when a man comes out of nowhere and crushes her dreams with his cold words and dark eyes? Will love ever bloom between the two or will they always remain as distant as the sun and the moon? A beautiful and alluring tale of a love which sets your life on fire and quench the flames simultaneously. Cover Credits: hershey-z

"You fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected times." ▪▪ He stroke my arm with his hand and carefully followed his own action with his eyes. "What are you doing?" I asked, pushing his hand away. He raised his both hands in the air as defense and tucked them away in his jeans pockets afterwards. "I have a question before you leave." He smirked. He was going to ask me something stupid, I could feel it. I crossed my arms and waited for his question. "You can take your headscarf off as soon as we're married, right? I mean, we are married then." He said taking another step forward. He suddenly grabbed me by my waist, pulling me towards him. He stared into my eyes holding me with a huge strength I could never compete with. It was at that moment I could smell a faint smell of alcohol on his breath. He was drunk. ▪▪ Meet Aliah Samuni; a simple, religious and down to earth 23 year old girl, who lost her parents 5 years ago. Meet Harris Cooper; cocky, rude, rich, has a different girl every week and isn't friendly towards his staff. When Aliah Samuni is being hired as a receptionist at the biggest fashion company in New York City, she meets Harris Cooper. THE Harris Cooper, the most famous and rich business man in town. Little does she know, that the guy she insults and loathes the first day at work, is the CEO of the company. Her boss. Can she change his life? Can she make him fall in love again after a horrible past? ▪▪ Read #TCUL for a spiritual adventure with mystery, drama and occasionally some intense romance. Highest ranking: #1 (Multiple times)