A story of two friends, a man and his Ox, who are too close to live without each other.

As if being kidnapped from a poverty-stricken town in the Middle East was not horrifying enough, Hayat Ishfaq, a 21 year-old American Muslim, is forced to watch the slow beheadings of her own students. But, those are the least of her worries. ~A Wattpad Featured Story~

Find out what happens to 14 year old Aisha as she enters her high school life as a young muslim woman. Life will throw challenges at her but she will have to face and learn from them.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

Two childhood friends from two different backgrounds found their fate intertwined in a story of friendship and first love. Set amidst the background of a Madrasah - an Islamic educational institution in Singapore, two friends come to grips with their emotions, their passion and the turmoil that goes with it as they fight to maintain and uphold their Islamic values while at the same time coming to terms with their growing adolescence.

Amazing poetry of Imam ash-Shaf'i along with a some sayings. May Allāh have mercy on him.

This is an alternative ending to 'Remembering Shauqina'. I guess you should read 'Remembering Shauqina' first, before you read this.. :)

"You have no right to touch me like that! Leave me!" I said clenching my teeth and he let go. I looked at him and he looked shocked as if he didn't expect that I would say this to him ever. "I hate you!" I mouthed and ran down the stairs massaging my arm to ease the pain with tears rolling down my face. I just told the guy, I loved with all my heart that I hated him. I need a corner where I can cry my eyes out without letting anyone know. ^*^*^*^*^* This is just another love story about a girl and a boy who comes across each other on their first day of university. Ayesha, a girl with the broken heart and Rehan, a player who had broken many hearts but his heart is not safe either. He never got loved by anyone but there is one girl who loves him and deep down he knows that too but ignores it all the time. Read more to find out where this story would lead both of them. Will they find true love? Or their hearts would be broken forever.

Since she was thirteen years old, Jennifer Johns had been writing letters to her 21 years old self each year on her birthday. Follow her now at 21 as she remembers her depressing past by reading her old letters.

AssalamuAlaykum, In this book I've decided to put together a collection of poems, inspirational stories and reminders about Islam. I do hope you'll benefit from this and change your ways accordingly. Please share with your friends and family. JazakhAllahair x