"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:)

It is a story about a typical Fulani Muslim girl with a perfect background and up bringing from a very wealthy family, who later meet with a destiny that totally changed her and left her hanging on a thin thread of her real self. It is a story about love, sacrifices for love and the consequences of that. Maimoon will bring tears to your eyes. Main Characters: Moon: Very beautiful, intelligent and well mannered girl from a very rich family. A girl 'loved by all' as stated by her envious sister. Ibrahim: A poor yaroba handsome charmer. Madly in love with Moon but have low self assurance. Sultan: A hot tempered, spoiled rotten rogue. A prince, who harbours a life changing secret.

Always remember when you Fall in love Make it Halal and take them To Jannah. Here's bringing you a story which will change your view on everything. To make you believe that everything is not in your control and everything that happens...happens for your own good. Something everyone can relate to, a series of doubts, trust, faith, temptations, trials and Love. Ayaat wants nothing from life but to be happy and to make others around her happy but she also believe's that Allah gave us this life so he could test us. So what happens....when Allah SWT tests her? will she pass the test? Read on to find out!! Lots of love. Zoya!

Halal must not only be in what we eat or what we earn. It must also be in what we love. So are the marriages in islam. The one who is going to travel with us for the rest of our life must be a blessed one from the Creator rather not the one with whom Allah(SWT) is displeased. Zia waited her entire lifetime for such a marriage. She always dreamt of living a life that our Prophet (PBUH) lived with his wives. She admired how our Prophet's(PBUH) love towards Khadijah(RA) was filled with care and adoration whereas his love towards Aisha(RA) was filled with passion and awe. She realized that her dream of being in a relationship like our Prophet(PBUH) and his wives was going to happen very soon. She wanted to play the role of a wife like as of our Khadija(RA) who occupied a big place in our Prophet's(PBUH) heart forever. Will She be able to fulfill her duties as a wife like Khadija(RA) did? Will She be able to love her husband like Aisha(Ra) did? What happens when her husband unties the knots of her past? Will this couple be able to live a life called ' The Happily ever after '? Join with Zia in discovering her True Love in this Journey of Life.

Life is full of hardships but one thing is for sure, if you remember Allah, you will never be alone. "...And He (Allah) is with you wherever you are..." (Qur'an 57:4) This story is inspired by many aspects of Islam such as fitrah (Innate belief of Allah), the purpose of life and how one can find peace. "Verily, in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find rest." (Qur'an 13:28) Hope you enjoy it! More than anything I hope you benefit from it.

There is not a word that exists that describes the amount of zeros in my bank account. I make 35 million dollars a day. I invented the Internet. I have everything. Except... Happiness.

| IBRAHIM BOOK II | "I am willing to give my everything to you, if you agree to be mine forever" ---- He looked Italian He dressed brands He spoke billionaire language He ran an entire empire with the tip of his fingers He drove luxurious cars He traveled to exotic places He had all he ever wanted all except her She was his best friends' sister She was the girl he loved She was the one who had her head held high She was the one who could not be loved She was the one who cannot love and she was out of reach from him sparks, fireworks and mid season flowers and leaves, all fly about as the two meet, the twisted love story of. "The Billionaire And The Hijabi" => Highest Ranking: #2 on Spiritual Hotlist (15/02/16) copyright scopian_16 2016

Highest Ranking is 4th in Muslimah "where did you come from?" He says as they both stare at me. "Wallahi I don't know where I come from, the only thing I remember was waking up in the woods like this" why can't I remember anything else, the moment they heard me say that I heard them laugh. "You may be hot, but one thing I don't like and that is liars, get up we are taking you to the Leader" he says as he grabs hold of my shoulder and jolts me up. "I am not lying I can't seem to remember how I came here or who I even am" I try to give them my most sincere look so that they could believe me but all they did is forcefully tie my hands in front of me as they lead me to their leader. "Then what do you remember?" Although I could tell he didn't believe he still felt the need to asked. I couldn't answer his question straight away as I was trying to think of anything that I could remember. After a while of thinking I finally gained only one piece of knowledge that I hope is helpful. "That I'm a Muslim."

They think that I can't hear them but every word that is said is heard by me. as I once heard someone say. 'Watch what you say because even the walls have ears' I don't take what they say to heart, well I try not to take what they say to heart because I know why I am like this, why I dress like this. My reasons behind all of this. I do this to please our one and only creator, Allah Subhannah Wa Ta'ala. But it doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt me, it does, wallahi the words that I hear sometimes cause me to cry myself to sleep, they don't know that. 'Although a tongue has no bones, it is still strong enough to break a heart' And that is exactly what they are doing to me breaking my heart. With every word that is said a piece of me cracks. But their is nothing that I could say, because speaking is something that is impossible for a Mute.

"Our love may have not started the way you wanted it, but it went the way Allah SWT wanted and Allah SWT's way is indeed the right way" Aladdin takes my hand and leads me further away from where the party was. "Ever since I laid eyes on you in the hospital I knew that I wanted you to be mine, I knew that the girl I've been praying for Allah, to send my way has finally come and knocked my door, that you were my queen" I stood their speechless as I stared at him. "My fear ever since we met was that you were going to leave me, before you even became mine, everything I did was to show my love to you, I know in your perspective it didn't look like that but I truly mean it I never wanted to lose you" a small giggle escaped my mouth as I started to remember some of the things he use to do. "I love you" he said the word I've been craving to hear all night, I opened my mouth to say it back for the first time but nothing came out. "I love you" he says again, then he waits for my reply but yet again as I opened my mouth nothing came out. "I love you my queen" he finally says as he turns me around to get a better look at my now extremely red face. I quickly looked down at the ground as a burst of confidence made its way into me causing me to say the one thing we were both waiting for. "I love you too my King."