Disclaimer ***Before you start, this book is now just a preview, don't ask about the rest of the book. It will be available in prints in sha Allah. Not on wattpad*** Scrolling down her phone, Zeena was reading her message log, when suddenly she stopped at a particular one that sent her heart racing, sending shivers down her spine. She almost dropped the phone. Not that she'd not seen odd messages before but this one, in particular, brought her world crashing; because she'd never seen this message before, how would it be that she was the person that sent it? How could she not remember ever writing this message? The words, the contents all didn't make sense. Her head started spinning and she felt light headed, her knees became weak like melted rubber. Before she knew what was happening she felt herself collapsing...

Meet Kaif- Kaif Zakwaq Shahaan- a 22 year old muslim young boy who is ranked UK's number one billionaire in business. Meet Hasti- 21 year old girl, fled from home and fatefully living with the Shahaan family. Kaif and Hasti- Allah had something for them. They did not get along but they did get along. Their fights had sparks and their pranks on each other had the whole family laughing. But soon Kaif starts feeling the emotions that were never there. Or maybe they were but he was too busy to see it? But hasti makes him feel all those emotions. Why? he has no answer. So when one day Hasti leaves with a note saying she was under "The Billionaire's Protection" without the billioanire even knowing, Kaif is left shocked. Where did she go? No idea Whom did she go with? No idea Will Kaif go looking for her? Even he des not know that BUT..... What happens when past secrets are revealed? What will happen when people from the past will collide? Will Hasti and Kaif accept the truth about themselves? Well, The Billionaire's Protection has all the answers! ©scopian_16 2014

As we fall into the pit of darkness, trust me, hold me tight, Hold on to the wisp of hope, let me give you light. ------------------------------------- Fear. Fear defined Abeer Irfan's life. Every night, it engulfed her and she drowned into the endless horrors of her past. Every night, she lost a part of her to the evil. Every night, it got worse and worse to the point of no return. You see, she wasn't alive; she was just breathing. On one special night, she opened a door, a door hidden in the maze of her horrors. It was on that special night, that she met him. He wasn't a knight in shining armor. He wasn't a superhero. He was a light. He was the guy with impossible green eyes. *************************************** "You didn't see anything before. This is what you have seen. This!" My heart is beating frantically hard against my ribs like a bird trying to break out of its cage. Allah... "That is how easy you are to crumble. I'll set you straight, angel. I am done with people like you. I am done with being played with. It's about time you learn a lesson. I am about to make your life hell." The words I am sorry are lodged in my throat, but I don't want to beg him. I am done begging people for mercy. "That's more like it." "You cannot make me feel any worse than I already do," I state what I think all the time. "Challenge accepted." *************************************** {Extended synopsis inside} Highest Rank Spiritual #1 (12th-13th & 18th June 2016) COMPLETED Trigger warning- Contains violence/depressing thoughts/ suic dal ideation ******** Praise for Trust Me: Beautiful. So fluent. Ma Sha Allah ~ @sabagul28 Very interesting start ~ @hayatkhan07 This story is just so good. Flawless plot. You've got magical words~ @pearlOf-desert This is gold~ @booksandhalwa You are a very talented author and your work speaks volume ~ @143maryam

Arina Khan, a 20 years old Muslimah in her 2nd year of English literature, striving to become a better Muslimah,living in the Bustling New York City and the only daughter of the Khan household. For her, family is the top priority she can do anything for them even marry a guy she never met or have seen.She is the lucky or maybe not so lucky girl chosen to make Adam a better Muslim. Adam Zeewad, a 22 years old ruthless, arrogant and handsome Billionaire and one of the hottest businessman who have thousands of girls head over heels for him and the most eligible bachelor of New York City and not to forget a Muslim only by name. He loathes the idea of girls and marriages. What happens when both their world's collide and they are tied in the knot of marriage? Will Arina be able to break his walls and make him a better Muslim? Will it be possible for her to make her own husband fall in Love with her, the husband who treats her like dirt and always ignores her? Book cover by: @AuroraBorealis9 Hit read to find out!!!

they said 'don't judge a book by its cover' so I put a random cover. . . . . . . A story about a girl named Ruqqayah. Join Ruqqayah on this hard journey!

Copyright© "Leave me alone!" I said pushing at his chest so he would let me go. Every step I took back he took another closer towards me. "I knew I could crack your code" he smirked so accomplished with himself. "What do you want from me?" I asked my eyes narrowed at him as anger flooded within me. "One simple thing, only you can give me. I want you Madina, I want you to be mine" he whispered in my ear which caused shivers to run down my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut, repeating his words in my mind. I opened my eyes staring into his stormy ones. I put on the sweetest smile ever and said; "You wish asshole" With that I turned around to walk away. He grabbed my upper arm and slammed me against his rock hard chest. Damn is he secretly a tree? I asked myself, but snapped quickly back to reality. "Don't leave me" Bryson said in a broken voice, which caused me to furrow my eyebrows at him. "Why do you care if I do?!" I yelled which made me flinch at my own voice. "Because everyone leaves. I won't allow you to leave me. Not now, not ever Beads" -------- Who's the Hijabi's Best Mistake? Keep reading to find out! Islamic love story, BUT I want all to read doesn't matter your religion. All are welcome my loves ❤ !!UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY, OR EARLIER. USUALLY ONCE, OR TWICE A WEEK I UPDATE!! #5 In Spiritual May 1st, 2018! #1 In Hijab October 31st 2018! #1 In Hijabi January 11th, 2019! Current cover made by: @AllahIsMyBff

(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.

This is a book about the easy-going Fatima and the cold-hearted Bashir, amid all the hate they fall in love and start afresh. but his past starts catching up to him. will he stay with his new love? or the one he almost died for? or will he try to make things right? ........ Read to find out what happens. WINNER OF BBA AWARD #ROMANCE

***Full book now on GoodNovel*** "The first time I saw her, I knew I loved her; the last time I saw her, I knew she hated me." William McQueen. ****** "My point is that I'm not leaving, so screw your decision, screw the house and screw you." The basketball drops from his hand and the next thing I know he slams my back hard against the door and pinning me there with his hands so I can't move. I guessed I finally got under the skin of William McQueen II. I stare at him in panic to see a dark sneer on his face, his jaw is clenched and his grey eyes are now black. There is a dare on his face and though there is unlikable anger in his eyes, there is something more than that, something that shakes me to the core. There is hunger, devouring hunger. "Would you mind repeating the last part of your sentence again?" Screw you?

"Do you want some raisins?" Muraad offered and I nodded. "Why are you scrunching up your face like that?" I chuckled, putting a handful of raisins in my mouth "You were supposed to say no then I'll ask you if you wanted a date instead?" I was perplexed, I didn't know what to say because this pickup line he just used was so lame and it actually made me laugh. Wrote the draft on 17/10/16