The year was 1663 A.H. An evil emperor named Kwaade threatened the freedom to believe and sought to erase religion from the face of the Earth, bringing the world to its knees. Alas, there remained those who would be steadfast in bowing only to God. Read and discover the tales of their battles and struggles against oppression in a world of empires. Empires, of faith... _______________ Copyright © 2013- by Abdullah Muhammad All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. Legal charges may be filed against anyone found in violation of this copyright.

He looked at me with so much adoration in his eyes that made my stomach do double flips and my heart just melted. "I will shield you from all the harm in this world. I will make sure everyone accepts the shade of your skin and your brunette hair. You will never ever feel like you don't belong here anymore. You deserve to be happy like every princess. And you will forever be happy. I promise you this. " The tears were swimming at the brim of my eyes gently cascaded down my face just as he finished his sentence. I trusted him. I knew he meant it. And for the first time in my life,I was glad I was married to this man.

She was in love with words she'd never spoken, places she'd never explored, people she'd never met, and a world that didn't exist. Yet, she didn't believe the truth he vocalized like lies. He despised every syllable she uttered, every place she marked with her soft steps, the people she tainted with her pure voice, and the world she imagined. Yet, he didn't know the secrets she hid behind her mesmerizing eyes. ****** The purest of hearts have endured the most pain. The kindest of souls have been wounded the greatest. The biggest of smiles have quivered the hardest. The quietest of eyes have cried the heaviest of tears. || A Wattpad Featured Story as of May 17th, 2018 ||

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

Rayaan Issa Abdurahman Malik and Sophia Ilyaas Abdurahman Malik are the closest sister like cousins you'll ever meet. Sometimes its even hard to tell that they aren't sisters even though they look nothing alike. Rayaan grew up being the only child of a very rich business man. A business that has been in her family for over four generations so she is being pressures to take over and become the heiress of her fathers company, but she wants to find her own path in life and break free of the chains and labels imposed on her and live a life of independence. Sophia isolated herself after the death of her mother and still born brother because not only did she lose her mother that day but she also the close father daughter relationship she had with her father. The tragedy was her wake up call that nothing lasts forever in this world and she tries to be a better person with her time left. Not wanting to feel like a burden to her father and his new family she decides to move out and live without his support so she doesn't have to see the guilt, hurt and regret in his eyes every time he looks at her. When both Rayaan and Sophia's parents finally agree to their decision of living on their own its like a dream come true for both of them. They end up getting their own apartment and along the way they find and learn so much about what life and love both mean and the good and the bad in everything around them. Trouble seems to follow them a lot but somehow they feel somewhat safe with their mysterious block neighbors Michael and Ethan. Is this the beginning of a spark for them? Is it really love? or is it something else. Not everything is what it seems to be.

"Deah=light, Yusor=easiness, Razan=straight (مستقيم). It is no coincidence that Allah SWT (God) chose the three that literally describe the path to Jennah (paradise)" - Layla Barakat (Mother of Deah Barakat) The three left the world, were shot dead by an atheist, but they left behind a legacy. They are our inspiration.They are our heroes.They are the three winners❤

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.