"We need to talk " he said and I nodded my head. "We both know this marriage was forced on us right?" He asked making me nod my head already afraid. "I just want you to know that in this marriage we're just going to be friends,I have a very deep past and I'm trying hard not to let it make me hurt you in anyway" he said lowering his gaze from me. "Try your possible best to stay away from me,but of course I'll do my duties as a husband and also do yours as a wife but don't think it'll lead to anything more than friends." He said and stood up and as he reached the door he stopped as if he just remembered something . "LASTLY STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!" He shouted before banging the door leaving me in shock.

A story depicting two different people struggling with their lives and a simple arrangement changing both their lives. Sumayya Mahmoud is a stubborn and complicated person - making it hard for her to keep a relationship without pushing the person away. Ibrahim Waziri has chosen his path not caring whether his family were supportive or him or not. Being dispatched to a war zone is something Ibrahim has come to terms with, living his life accepting his fate. A preposition is brought to him and was unknowingly arranged to marry a girl his parents picked for him. Sumayya and Ibrahim's relationship blossoms into something Ibrahim never thought could happen - leaving Ibrahim to rethink staying alive for that sole person.

Here is a girl who is confident about about all her acts and being, whose presence commands respect, whose aura screams respect, who doesn't take shit from nobody, who doesn't need anyone's help nor pity to survive.... That girl is Maryam Waheeda Ishaq Muhammad Fulbe. But behind the cold curtain lies a past she's dreaded all her life, a past which she has to face and overcome it, a past which brought her walls almost crashing down. Join me as I tell you the untold story of Maryam.

My name is Stuart John.I am rich. No, I am filthy rich. I am arrogant and handsome. I am always one step ahead of the game. The world revolve around me. Governments fear me. My employees obey me. Girls fall down on my feat. I don't respect anyone, yet everyone respect me. That's me. My name is Zainab and I am a Muslim. I wake up at 4 am to pray Thahajuth and then Fajr, which is one of the 5 mandatory prayer in Islam. I am shy and humble. Atleast I believe I am humble. I work for Stuart John, one the most rich people in the world as his personal secretary. Except for the pay, there is absolutely no reason why I think I should be working for this man, who is arrogant, stubborn, short tempered and believe the entire earth revolves around him.Yet, I need the money to support myself and the mess my family left me with.

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"

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?

Just one slight mistake threw me into a world that knows nothing but crime, violence, betrayal, and death. Just one slight incident led me into the life of the most alluring man with nothing but the look of murder in his eyes. Just one slight incident was all that was needed to change the course of my entire life. My fragile heart isn't made for his tough world and his corrupt soul isn't made for my naive world. But he won't let me go. And suddenly, my life wasn't about living, it was about surviving. - Full Summary Inside -

Emerald Green was a big mouth. While her haters would physically harm her, she would destroy them with her words which were equivalent to a cut on the skin. For three years no one has ever defended her until Ahmed Wahab, new student at Harper High. His actions were mysterious and Emerald wanted to know more. She was physically and emotionally attached to him until she found out he was Muslim. Her interest and curiosity in him became stronger before she teamed up with an old school girl, Fatima Khan, a Pakistani Muslim. After being advised and helped. . . Does her Islamic journey end there? Or will Emerald actually feel love and compassion for the religion?

| 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