You know that awkward moment when someone asks you if you're secretly bald? Or that moment when your male teacher tries to give you a handshake and you politely refuse but he still gets offended? Or that really awkward moment when people start to talk about religion in class, and all eyes are automatically on you. Yup. We've all been there, and I dedicate this book to every single Muslimah who's been through the same thing. So let's take a moment to acknowledge these beautiful moments and make the best of them! Copyright ©2015

❝It wasn't your kind of freedom, or my kind of freedom, but it was his.❞

Of one thing she was sure: it can't be normal to get addicted to a voice, no matter how charming it is. It all started because of a small mistake. Something so trivial, it could happen to anyone. Could it be that there are no coincidences? *Awesome new cover made by the lovely @thelessthanthreegirl. Thank you so much! I love it :D*

One magical night under sparkling lights and masquerade masks, a boy and a girl cross paths unaware that by the end of it all, the two half remembered strangers would find something they both didn’t realize they were looking for.

“The day I died was the day I fell in love” -- A dying young man dramatically falls in love within the last moments of his life - not due to her exceptional beauty, no, nor because of the mesmerizing laugh that captivated him from the start, simply because she stayed with him ‘til the very end.

For those who have loved someone so close... Yet it still feels so far....(^_^)

For all those who fell hard in the idea of love...

For all who felt caged by life... please do read this poem, I hope this will be your realization. (^_^)

Perhaps more dangerous than crying wolf.

"You're just a girl, not even a pretty one. You were just something to fill my spare time, nothing more. And these? Well they're just notes."