Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Historical Fiction. Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Spiritual Category. Winner of Best Muslim Readers' Choice Awards: Prince of Knights _____________ Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also known for their bravery and leadership. Faris, son of Sheikh Mubarak a hard-hearted man known among his tribe. No man is brave enough to raise his voice in his presence. His mission was to demolish his enemy's tribe for annihilating one of his men. However, fate decided something new when blood feud was only resolved by his marriage to the daughter of his enemy. Raghad is just like any other Muslim girl, who wishes to marry the man of her dreams but she meets Faris the Knight with no heart. He only fears his Lord his maker and no one else. With no other option to resolve blood feud Raghad steps over her dreams to shield her tribe. Will Faris unbolt the gates of his heart for her? Read to find out what happens in this love story. Prince of Knights, based on a Bedouin lifestyle. FOLLOW TO READ!

Daleela is fifteen, hormonal, and all around your average teenage Muslim girl. Well, you know, if being a Muslim girl in America is what you call average to start with. She has a quick temper, an overly soft heart, and to add to that she's constantly fighting to do the right thing. But what happens when choosing to do the right thing is suddenly a much harder decision to make? When she and her family move away from the homey state of Virginia to the bustling city of New York, her life takes an abrupt turn at the very corner of crazy-ville. How is she going to handle her first year in public school as the only visible Muslim in sight? Not to mention the fact that she's forced to be locker buddies with a completely bipolar psychopath that seems to hold the key to a murky past not even he knows the whole truth of. Daleela will face it all; a journey full of love, mistakes, discrimination, and maybe a few unplanned adventures. Although she's always been a true fighter, how will she handle everything that is happening without losing sight of what's truly important to her? Will she be able to juggle keeping up with her family and protecting her modesty while still maintaining a firm grip on her faith? What will happen when one girl has to fight for the respect of so many and prove herself to everyone looking down on her? Well, you'll have to take a dive into her world and find out for yourself... © 2012-2021 JAMEELAH LATHAM ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

It's safe to say that Sofia Sayed Mughal has never been much of a runner. A Mensa member, and in the list of youngest MIT graduates, Sofia is more of a sit-indoors-and-develop-space-ship-launch-codes, kind of person. However, when a visit to her late father's ancestral village in Pakistan turns into a marriage trap, she has to find a way to escape her autocratic uncle and cousin. She will do anything to avoid becoming her uncle's GPP (Grandchild-Production-Plant)... ...even break into a stranger's car. A really hot, really pissed off stranger's car.

H.R #3 in spiritual (4/10/2016) * "But you're my husband! I should...I should at least know where you are at 2 o'clock in the morning!" "I didn't want to be your husband! And the last time I checked you didn't want to marry me either! So I'm not inclined to tell you anything!" I froze, his answer shocking me beyond belief. "You're right..." I said slowly,"I didn't want to marry you." * Hassan Malik. The perfect guy.The guy in every girls' dream.The guy with the looks, the money,I mean even his name sounds perfect. So why did I -Aasia Hamid- the ordinary girl not want to marry him? Why didn't I fall helplessly into his arms? Maybe it's because I didn't believe in fairytales Or because my 'prince charming' was more broken then I was. Or maybe I just didn't deserve a 'happily ever after.' But taqdeer will find a way. Perfection is impossible. Happiness is never eternal. And lies are beautiful... the ones shared between us being the prettiest of all.

Sequel to Married to a sheikh Can be read separately too. When Ashar Abdullah, the heir of the Abdullah empire saw a masked woman at a ball he was enamoured with her, not because of her beauty but because she reminded him of his dead childhood love and best friend. Another chance meeting with her made him want to help her get out of her pitiful situation. A story filled with deception, traitors and treason. Go on, click on and read the royal life of Ashar Abdullah.

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.

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.

The story of two best friends, Noha Ali and Maysa Malik, as they navigate through high school.

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018