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...

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"

"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:)

Five months ago, the small, secretive town of Altenview, Massachusetts, was struck by tragedy when fourteen-year-old Eleanor West disappeared without a trace. Even now, many of Eleanor's old classmates are affected by her and her mysterious disappearance. There's her old group of friends, which is slowly starting to crumble at the edges. There's Emma, a loner who is truly left with no one now that Eleanor is gone. And then there's Clare, who moved in right after Eleanor disappeared, and has never really found her place in Altenview. When the town is struck by a similar disappearance, Eleanor's classmates come together, desperate to find the answers they crave. But as the layers are pulled away and secrets are revealed, will they be ready for the truths they discover? Find out in this teen mystery where everyone has a story to tell and no one is ready to tell it. Finalist in @youngadultreads Completed YA Book Contest Highest Rankings: #64 in Mystery, #159 in Teen Fiction #NBR Spotlighted Book

( 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