( Spiritual/Romance ) "Dont worry wifey .. This is just temporary, I have no intentions of keeping a women like you as my wife for real.THIS WILL BE OVER SOON! " He spat on my face with disgust. "What will be over?" I asked holding back my tears. "This arrangement sweetie .. The husband wife game we'll be playing for the next few days .. I will divorce you the moment you reach your home and then we'll be free from this meaningless marriage agreement" He replied sternly. ***************** Meet Anaya the 20 years old stubborn Muslim girl living in America.All she ever wished for was a loving family but as they say "The world is not a wish granting factory".When things were falling apart all she could think of was to run .. So she did! Meet Dubai's largest hotel chain CEO and the youngest business tycoon Asher Ibrahim.He's handsome and very Islamic.All he ever desired was to marry his childhood love Zulafeh but what can one do when your fate is already written and you're supposed to cross paths with a complete stranger. * Is it a fairytale? No !! The girl in fairy tales never gets kidnapped, forcefully married and raped by the guy's own relatives. * So what is it? This novel is actually the journey of two people with totally different perceptions of love, who learn to discover the new meanings of the four letter word that is now changing their life without them realizing. Is it really the forceful relationship which is bounding them to fulfill their wedding Vows or has the love cupid already knocked their doors? Read and find out :) All rights reserved by Hijabi_dreamer97

Sadia Haqh, a Muslim Bangladeshi girl, of age 24, who just finished her graduation in politics from London, returns to her motherland Bangladesh. Being a daughter of a big politician she had always thought of indulging her in politics. It was her childhood dream that she was going to accomplish very soon. However, what happens when she starts stepping towards the forbidden fruit? Falling for a man she knew would take her to nowhere, Maruf Hussein- the son of her dad's opposition leader. Abrar Ahmed, son of one of the biggest industrialists of Bangladesh, of age 28, is the CEO of 3 companies of his dad. It's been four years he entered his dad's business and the profits were sky touching. He aimed to sell Bangladeshi goods not only in his own country but to his neighboring countries too. In which he achieved maximum success and now his target was to hit the international market. What happens when Sadia is forced to bind in the relationship of marriage with Abrar? Will their marriage be a success or a complete failure? Will they be able to accept each other in their lives? *A love story based in Bangladesh.

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.

"Not all Muslims are terrorists." You know how people say never to judge a book by its cover? I shouldn't have done that myself. Growing up with racist parents planted a negative reputation of Muslims in my head. So, I started believing everything they've told me. I thought Muslims were the reason crisis was happening around the world. I thought Islam was an evil religion. But, boy, was I wrong. Everything changed, the day I met the Muslimah next door.

(The official SPIN-OFF of UNKNOWINGLY HIS) "Why have you kidnapped me"?She asked, her lips wobbling,feeling like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. "Don't put it that way, please!" "Then how do you want me to put it, if this isn't kidnapping?!"She yelled at him, fuming in anger as she stood up from the bed. * "Ms.Mehek, please.."He called, taking long strides towards her. "Dont come near me!"She yelled and started throwing the things at him which were kept at the bed side table, while he dodged them easily. "Dont come near me, you make me disgusted with myself. You are a non-mehram." She pushed him with full force and he stumbled back. "Then get ready for the Nikah!"He said, calmly after a long moment of silence and dashed out of the room.

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.

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.

"Deah=light, Yusor=easiness, Razan=straight (مستقيم). It is no coincidence that Allah SWT (God) chose the three that literally describe the path to Jennah (paradise)" - Layla Barakat (Mother of Deah Barakat) The three left the world, were shot dead by an atheist, but they left behind a legacy. They are our inspiration.They are our heroes.They are the three winners❤

This is not a story but just a few random stuffs that I think almost all the wattpad readers over here face.. Also, it's not necessary that I personally experience everything I put up over here.. These are just relate-able facts of Wattpadians! ;)

[reached #1 in Spiritual] 11/17/15- 8/18/16 Amira Abdul is a bright,well educated girl filled with joy and much potential. Is a practicing Muslim and teaches. Her parents and her love for her religion and is what her life revolves around. Then there's Amir Ali. A good looking educated man who has his own thinking. To him independence means to become a man who takes no help even if that means leaving his fathers company and becoming ceo on his own. When the two are paired up for marriage Amira is faced with a man who seems to have no care for her.Ever hear of "the struggle is real" well thats there relationship. Their marriage life becomes an obstacle and their love becomes stronger. Distance creates a stronger love then you think. Arrange marriages are tough but it's worth fighting for. A wise man once said, 'its better to love the person you marry than to marry the person you love'