Highest ranking : #1 in spiritual on 24.2.2018, 24.4.2018 & 4. 5.2018 #2 in spiritual on 14.10.2017 & 11.11.2017 #3 in spiritual on 11.10.2017 , 15.10.2017 & 7.11.2017 #4 in spiritual on 18.10.2017 #5 in spiritual on 8.10.2017 "What is wrong Amaan?" Haya asked in a concerned tone.. He stared at her for few seconds and then replied "I talked to Daila" "Did..did you?" She stuttered and he nodded "So..So now?" Haya asked "Now...Haya kareem" Amaan said and walked towards her with a dangerous glare on his face "Never ever show me your face again" Amaan said in a monotone "What?" Haya yelled "You don't deserve to be a friend" He said, his jaw clenched and his gaze piercing holes in her body... "Bu..But what did i do?" Haya was on verge of tears.. What had she done to deserve Amaan's hatred? "I hate you Haya!! I hate you!!" He semi yelled and left ♡☆♡☆♡☆♡ TRUST...Just 5 letters but very rare.. Its important in every relationship, be it friendship or love...But What happens when this very combination of letters is missing?It destroys relationships!!! ♡☆♡☆♡☆♡ Click on 'read' to meet Haya kareem and Amaan syed...the childhood friends turned enemies.. NOTE: This story does not represent Islam. The characters are muslims but they are not the perfect muslims. So don't judge Islam based on this book

Romeo and Juliet is a tragedy written by William Shakespeare early in his career about two young star-crossed lovers whose deaths ultimately reconcile their feuding families. It was among Shakespeare's most popular plays during his lifetime and along with Hamlet, is one of his most frequently performed plays. Today, the title characters are regarded as archetypal young lovers. Cover done by @zuko_42

Hello Readers, I am a die hard fan of Ahad Raza Mir and his character Dr. Asfandyar. I love the chemistry between Asfi and Zubia. I feel the element of love and chemistry could have been expanded in the serial and hence I am writing this fan fiction to satisfy my own desire to see their budding love story . This is my own creation and not intended to copy anyone else's work. Hope you like it.! The characters are same as in the story. XOXO...

He grabbed my arm laughing, with his cheeks red on his tan skin, and hands cold from the winter chill. He pulled me up from the snow I slipped on, and my limp body sprung up with such force. He doesn't look strong, is what I first thought when I saw him for the first time. "You're heavy!" He complained, after I stopped wobbling. I gave him an annoyed look, and that sent him laughing again for some reason. He laughed at everything I did nowadays which oddly made me cringe outwardly, but inside I was sort of happy. Sort of? Yeah, sort of. Because I sort of.... wasn't on board with the idea of having had to marry him when I was still only 18. Neither was I sort of... mentally prepared for it. This is our story... Or rather our bizarre story.... Arranged and married... When the ambitious Raaida and the scary Harun are thrown into a loveless surprise marriage, they have no idea what to do. Breaking it off is the one thing they vowed not to do. So what do they do? Author's note: Assalamu Alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakaatuhu guys, So it's my...fourth (or is it 5th?) story. It'll be another long ride... well if you can understand that I'm not exactly reliable when it comes to updating regularly -_- But nevertheless, if I want a change in my life, I'm going to have to learn how to do things the right way. I don't want to write a story that takes years to complete, and this time I don't want the updates to be so far a part that you forget the characters and the plot. But I can't promise you anything yet. However, you can expect a new update every week In Shaa Allah. :) Enjoy. Salaam.

Sequel to "A Muslim Girl's Love Story"

Islam. Only one word, but more than twenty percent of the population. At least one fifth of this whole entire world is Muslim. But yet there are some who don't know anything about them, despite being a Muslim themselves. Among these people is an Afghan Muslim girl whose name is Amarah Sahar. She is seventeen years old, a senior in high school. She was born and raised in Canada with an Afghan background. Amarah has lived her life thinking that life is all about people not religion. She's never even wondered what the word Allah meant until she met the man who mistakenly changes her life. She wasn't snobby, she wasn't a girly-girl and neither was she a good girl. She was the most popular girl in school. She was lazy, immensely dense and had incredibly bad habits . But with that she was also funny, teasing and loud. No one ever saw her as a threat. She was an only child with parents that spent two-thirds of their life working and only one-third living with Amarah. They failed to educate Amarah and give her support. But when a 22 year old student teacher enters the school and sees Amarah's bad habits, he won't forget and neither will he forgive so easily for what she has done and what she continues doing. Out of all the people who cut her some slack, he isn't any of them. Will this Islam-loving, strict but sincere teacher ever show Amarah the true light of Islam?

Formerly known as 'An Islamic Love Story.'

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.