[not a student-teacher romance] [wattpad featured story] For Rabail her entire world revolves around the ideals, traditions, and honor of her family, but fate brings her face to face with one person who clashes with each and everything that is important to her. Suddenly her honored family is not so perfect and slanderous secrets are threatening to come out, and her heart is at risk of falling in love with the man who shattered her ideal world. While life has brought at crossroads of either hurting her family or the man who became so dear to her. Khan's world is limited to his books and his words. His doors are closed to the world and he is content living in his own darkness until Rabail literally forces herself in his life. Once he has gotten a taste of the light that she carries, suddenly his comfortable darkness becomes too suffocating, leaving him with cravings of light. Now, his heart is daring him to live and love, but what about all the times he swore to never trust another soul? ///// Mature [for self-harm]

She has been keeping that secret in her heart for years and years, risking her every relationship. She has been accused. She has been hurt. She has been scarred. But she never defends herself because that means she has to reveal her dreaded past. So what is she hiding that's causing her so much pain and yet she refuses to say anything? Ayla Khan wants to live a life after twelve years of pain and accusations. She wants to have a family. She wants a normal life. She wants to fall in love and she wants to be loved. She wants all that, but without letting anyone know her secret. Zachary Wahab is a lawyer from a respected family. He returns home after years. Only to find his best friend as a social pariah. Rejected and known as a murderer. Yet, no one knows what happened. The woman he trusted with his life won't say a word. So can he trust her without knowing what is behind her sad eyes? Does he still love her? Or can he love her without scraping the scars of her past? (Mature because of some graphic blood scenes) Spiritual #17 😱 MuslimLoveStory #1 😱

Dameer Esfendyar al-Badr, the Crown Prince of the kingdom in exile, has long ago forgotten the rules of royalty. Too bad Mahin Arsalan is back to remind him of every last one - especially the one that had haunted him for years : ❛ what is a king without his queen? ❜ | NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON |

Hemayal and Ibrahim - two souls who weren't against each other, destiny was. After many years of intentional silence at both ends, one rainy afternoon and a loud crash of cars bring two people back together who know each other and yet have centuries between them. A story where coincidences are real and when they come to haunt you, there's no escaping.

Sisters torn apart by the fragility of the heart, how can love possibly hurt so much? Hana Junaid decided two years ago, distance would make her younger sister Hanaan more independent but Hanaan's love and yearning for Hana during this time has drowned not just herself but also Hana in a series of Instagram messages with a boy who listens and converses with her so well. What shows on the screen is not what's behind it and the chaos that follows with photoshopped pictures tests Hana's patience and endurance. Added to the mess is the dynamic Nashwa, fighting her own love battles. Hanaan's cerebral palsy, rendering her coordination haphazard. Young boys daring to be more than themselves in big lawyer conspiracies. Hearts shall certainly flutter wild. So when the strings of the heart are tangled with so much sophistication, Hana's integrity hangs on a hook and Hanaan is deep in a coma after her online friend turns to a vile foe, will love survive or will fragile compassionate hearts be shattered furthermore? They say the sensitive do not make it far in this cruel cruel world. This is a story that aims to change precisely that. #LoveYourself #FeelThePain A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY ⭐ Cover by @Warrior_Queen3296

• Twice Wattpad Featured • #1 in Spiritual • The moon hid behind the clouds, the wind refused to blow and the mountains trembled at the sight in front of them. Fates were being erased, rewritten and joined. Destiny was being decided and souls were being interlocked. Fariya Ali Sikandar. A heartbreakingly beautiful woman with an even beautiful heart. Omer Ahmad Lashari. A breathtakingly handsome man with a stone in place of a heart. In a Muslim family in Pakistan, Fariya is a girl with heart as big as an ocean. She has dreams and aspirations. What happens when a man comes out of nowhere and crushes her dreams with his cold words and dark eyes? Will love ever bloom between the two or will they always remain as distant as the sun and the moon? A beautiful and alluring tale of a love which sets your life on fire and quench the flames simultaneously. Cover Credits: hershey-z

A well known surgeon, a wannabe model, a would be Aalim, and a simple girl. ~The fate that links these four ~ the changes that are wrought, the tears that are shed, the sufferings that are endured and the hearts that are healed - In Your Love... is not just 'another love story', but a story of Passion, Truth, Sacrifice and Peace written down by Him eons ago, which I here as an author merely repeat. Enjoy! [For the full summary, click inside -] "I loved very many books on Wattpad. Every author has their own story to tell and their own individual talent but By Allah this book does it for me. It has an amazing non cliché story, a lot of Deen information, perfect English, entertainment and to top it all it brings an effect of peace and calm to my heart. Every chapter has a new sense of beauty and purpose other than just progressing the story..." - @Half-a-moon ~ Highest ranking ~ Spiritual #1

"No Khaled, I can't. You deserve someone wealthier. Someone who can fit in your family easily and lives by your culture. Someone who is smart and beautiful. You deserve someone who can stand by your side and does not get destroyed by her problems." My voice cracked and my eyes focused on his crooked nose. "Tell me that while you're looking in my eyes and I will not bother you anymore." He said softly. I gathered my strength and locked my eyes with his. "I can't be with you." It was like the light vanished from his eyes as he said "Very well. As you wish Dr.Sabrinna ,You may leave." His voice was so stern and cold that it stabbed my heart. He became heartless again like the boss he was. And it was my fault. _______________

He was a broken man. She was a troubled woman. They had a future together. Divorced and desolate Amal Baig led a quiet life with her father. She was compelled to fulfil her dying sister's wish to become the mother of her nieces. A decision that was difficult and terrifying after her horrid past. Her brother in law Saad Sheikh was the epitome of a caring and loving husband. But would he be same with her? Saad thought he had tasted the ultimate bliss in life until tragedy hit him hard leaving him stranded with the responsibility of his two young princesses. As destiny brings them together amidst broken hearts and haunting memories where they struggle to build this new relationship. Will this spark new complications in their lives or will they finally be able to heal each other? Content Warning: Some of the content may not be appropriate for young or sensitive people as there is an implicit reference to sexual activity and strong language. This is a PG15 book.

Falling for a hijabi sequel Jannah and James are married now, but it is only the beginning. Join them in their journey of learning how to cope with their new life, especially with the presence of a new member in their pack... Hamza. Join them in their fights, adventures, and journey to be better parents. In Shaa Allah, it is gonna be mostly lighthearted, sarcastic and sometimes serious. Read at your own risk, because most probably you will end up rolling on the floor, laughing🤣🤣🤣 A little Teaser I was deeply asleep when I woke up to something touching my eye. " No... Don't open your eyes... Don't open your eyes" Jannah shouted. " What in God's name are you doing???" as I felt her hands on my eyelid. " 125...126...127....." she kept counting. " Jannah....please tell me you are not counting my eyelashes...." I said. " Oh.. No... Now I have to start over... again" she said in annoyance. " Oh, God... This is not real... This is not real... It's a dream... My wife is not crazy...." I mumbled, still not able to open my eyes. " I'm not crazy.... 128...129..." she said. " Nope... It's real..... " I facepalmed myself. " Stop putting your hand on your face... You are interrupting me... " she said. " Okay... Okay... My bad... I'm sorry for being sane in this house... Just get this over with... " I surrendered.