A world wide hijab (head scarf) ban merges the lives of two unlikely individuals battling against the darkness that plagued the hearts of their friends and loved ones. What will happen when they've both had enough? Copyrighted © 2015

[Sequel to The Girl With The Headscarf] [Highest ranking yet: #9 in Spiritual] » she came undone and it was a beautiful tragedy «

He craved the sweetness of her touch, crazed in a frenzy for a woman too pure for his bitter life. * * * * Tasneem was a natural artist. She could create masterpieces with anything whether it be makeup, paints, or cooking. Her tuition bills are becoming too hard for her family to handle and their café isn't as popular as it was before. Until one day, the ruthless CEO of Tarkan Industries walks in and completely changes everything. Two personalities that constantly clash and a tragic past leave Tasneem more eager to unravel the mysteries behind the cold CEO. Perhaps, she might finally be the one to bring peace to his bitter soul with only the recipe of sweetness. (Book Two in the American Muslimah Trilogy, but can be read as a stand alone) •Cover by @IamSumayya• [Featured by Wattpad] [Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual] WARNING: Last few chapters are removed for publishing. Book is published and available on Amazon :D

He was accused of a heinous crime. He was not trusted. His reputation, respectability, and honour all shattered away. He was falling hard in life. She was falling hard for him. A story where accusations are big, deceptions are fierce and love is passionate.

SEQUEL OF YOU ARE REJECTED She found her family wooey, When her age of teen got stoic, lacking hope ray; Her mother depressed, Her father stressed, No other closer making everything aggravate; Then she found him,making her thrilled, Serene, content , beautiful resourcefull to her will, Finding him jubilant, She planned happiness to be concealed. Nor bothering, how badly she is betraying her creator, Neither ashamed being astray; Haraam love, lost her and her existence with her lord, she thought, though praying she never got answered; Until when she realized, it got late. Everytime she begged him to let her go, His betrayal evil love and attraction caught her straight; Suddenly got banged by the cruel truth, She found him a real crood; Just like her, he played with honeys, Playboy played with hearts of many; Getting ordeal, lot of agony; She got poisoned, but he himself was her only elixir; Distressed,depressed and no more liking to survive, She then planned to change him altogether; A laughter,lies and pinky promises slapped him again, Her tears drained along with rain. He took her years, But never changed; Now no more empowering her emotions on her soul, She turned to her lord getting ashamed. Surviving the modern world, endeavouring to be steadfast, determined to pass the test, hoping that Allah will be her Mast; Now that stronger is her faith, She want to run her life pleasing him, Accompanying, as she learned her lesson, With hearts filled with faiths, No more fancies nor any whims. After she surrendered herself to her creator, the only one, Al- Malik and only sustainer, Her maker thought, she got enough tested, Now was a time, Real ruler of her life was gifted. He brought her hopes and everything she ones wished and craved with that fellow, Then she forgot her past as a fate teaching. Yeah' though she wasted her age of teen, With a lesson of faith, she completed half her deen. __________________

A short story about a nineteen year old who struggles with his salah. Basically, this is just a little reminder for you and myself in shaa Allah. May Allah make us one of those who not only offer prayers five times a day but with highest level of khushoo. Ameen.

[2017 Watty Award Winner] [Featured Wattpad Story] [Highest ranking yet: #1 in Spiritual] » she tried her best to keep herself in wraps but he seemed determined to undo her «

She broke all societal rules. She eloped. She was divorced. She left the realms of Islam. There was no going back... Until one man brought her back to respectability, religion and eventually hope for love. Manal Siddique was the good girl when she met the forbidden man. She fell head over heels for him and eloped breaking her family's heart and spurring rumours. But the marriage ended in a disaster where in just 3 years she was divorced. Anguish-filled Manal ran away from society and her hometown to start a new life. A rebellious life where she sought to break all rules she was taught until she met the grey-eyed and ginger haired Irish male beauty. She was lost, truly lost. But he had conditions and many rules. Dylan Murphy was at peace for finally finding the way to Islam after spending a life in confusion and desolation. He was searching for a pious spouse who would strengthen his faith further. But his eyes never wavered far from the most unruly Muslim woman he had met. He would rather stay miles away from her but fate kept bringing them together. Until it was the inevitable. A journey where opposites clash, faith is questioned and most of all love is found. Content Warning: Some of the content may not be appropriate for young or sensitive people as there is an implicit reference to sexual activity, physical violence and strong language. This is a PG15 book.

In a religious, traditional and loving Muslim family, there lived a girl with loud and different opinions of her own. Unlike the other girls, Mahra believes in transforming her dreams into reality. She is the first independent woman in her 'Arab' family. For a young girl like herself, she goes through a lot of trouble to achieve what she wishes in her life and for her precious Job. Just when she thinks life's going on perfectly, steps in a man who ruins everything that she's built from all these years. Despite all the hatred she holds in her heart for him, somehow fate brings them both together. A beautiful tale of an unfulfilled love story, that is both enchanting and mesmerizing.

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.