I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

"Nothing in this world In sha Allah have the power to snatch you away from me Hayati! And as far as separation goes, I won't allow that either in sha Allah! I will cross thousands of deserts on my bare feet to bring you back on my side where you now belong! You are mine Rubdha! My wife, my beloved, my life and I promise you that anyone that tries to separate us will face something they never thought they will! I love you!" He said intensely and she gasped as his emotions swirling in his eyes pulled her in. She was drowning in his eyes, in his love and in him and she didn't want to be saved. She blushed. He drew her in and kissed her forehead, stamping her. She smiled in contentment and sighed in peace. She was home and she didn't want to leave ever. "I love you too..." She whispered teary eyed to him. He grinned boyishly before turning them around. Rubdha has lived a dark past. Now it's to let go. Will she find her happily ever after, while she fall in love with her Rabb zuljalalah and his Ibadah?

She knew that her work wouldn't let her rest, Was aware that every day would be a test. It was her passion though, to see the last smiles, Although they haunted her for the longest of times. He was a wonder in this world, Possessed a heart of gold. His heart bled for every atrocity the ummah faced, His Soul shook every time an innocent was shot dead. She couldn't believe that he was hers, And he was on a mission to never see her in tears. She remembered this when a cry escaped its cage, And knew that he would love her even after his last breath.

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

Ivy Lynch has been babysitting practically her whole life. She is known around town, getting job offer after job offer. It pays. This summer, she receives an offer to be a full-time nanny for the Kennedy family while the mom goes on a mission trip to Haiti. Unable to turn down the job due to the promised payment, Ivy agrees to spend her summer living with the Kennedy family. That includes oldest son, Elliott, the rebellious boy from Ivy's high school whose mom doesn't trust him enough to take care of his siblings for three months. A lot can change in three months.

✯ Highest Rank: #284 [05.02.17] ✯ Davian Grey West is football captain and everything else that sums up a bad boy. He drinks, he smokes, he cuts class and he breaks the law, but the only different thing about this bad boy is that he's passionate about something school related; football. Enter Jess Sawyer, good girl, class president of her class, A+ student and absolutely dedicated to school. She didn't believe in anything else, and always put her academics first reason why she has never had a grade lower than a 'C'. Things began to spiral into disaster when the bad boy began to sought Jess out both in public and in her privacy until she was left no choice than to tutor him. Soon after, emotions began to peak which ended up with some kisses being stolen as hearts were left on the fence. Will the bad boy change the good girl for himself-just to have her, or, will it be the other way around?

highest #4 in short story. Dear, Internet. This is a true story. It is about all the things wrong with Sarah. The truth of her life has finally been revealed, the information given is provided from a reliable source. All her wrongs are arranged systematically in an yearly order, where each chapter corresponds with her age at the time of the incident. I hope everyone benefits from this story and strive to be unlike Sarah. Yours faithfully, Anonymous. cover by @GollGappay

Top 1 out of 11.1k books under "unique" | 06-07-20 | "Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and I'm home-bound", Julian starts singing and I hear Brian groan. "I may be drunk but I still hate this!", he shouts. "Staring blankly ahead, just making my way, making my way through the crowd", my brother continues, ignoring Brian's protests. "Na, na, na, na, na, na, na. And I need you", Julian sings again. "Na, na, na, na, na, na, na. And I miss you", my brother backs him up again. "Na, na, na, na, na, na, na. And now I wonder", they both sing. "If I could fall into the sky", I sing along just for fun. "Do you think time would pass me by", Cole does the same and smiles and he and I laugh when we see that Brian was covering his ears. "Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see you..." We all sing- except Brian. I tap the dashboard, Cole taps the steering wheel while Julian and Randy pretends to play guitars. "Tonight", we finish- almost shouting and pretend to play our imaginary instruments. =•= Those are just moments of Ria and the boys hanging out. What kind of shenanigans could happen next? Ria Scott is a scholar in her newly transferred school. She may be a nerd, but her abilities to make immediate comebacks, to sass and to be sarcastic makes her have a strong character." Don't mess with the Nerd" and "I'd rather Sass than be as Arse" -Ria Scott. If you think that's all of it, nope. She is fiesty and friends with---BOYS! She prefers them than girl drama. Why? Because she's different. With these boys her brother, could she really avoid drama? [TW: This book contains sensitive topics that others may find uncomfortable to read | I also acknowledge the fact that this book is very "pick-me" but that's 14-year-old me for you :3]

It's not everyday you hear that your best friend's in a coma. Imagine waking up one morning after spending the night with her, only to discover that she's hit her head and won't be waking up any time soon. Yeah, not exactly the best of feelings. • • • A story told through text messages. Inspired by 100 Voicemails, written by BookgirlingMoments. Highest ranking: #819 in Short Story • 05/10/2017 Behind The Screen. Copyright © June 2017. All Rights Reserved.

What happens when a heartless boy receives letters full of love? Is his heart brutal enough to not melt even after reading them? And what if it does? But why would anyone write love letters to someone so drowned and spoiled as Jeremy? He lives alone in the suburbs of New York, away from everyone. Just 19 years old but everybody hates him. Yet he receives letters full of love and emotions daily for nearly 2 months. Why? While reading this book just remember "Words do create magic." Cover by me! All rights reserved.