Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Rabbi shrahli sadri. wayassirli amri. wahlul uqdatam millisani. yafqahu qawli. [surah Taha]. Sometimes love can prove poisonous when you nurture the seeds of your desires rather than nurturing the seeds of your emaan. Sometimes you learn after falling and that's when reality hits you. Sometimes to overcome your desires, you need to go through it, to know why Allah forbade you to go after your desires. Sometimes infatuation is not enough for a marriage to function smoothly but rather it is the understanding between the two. Sometimes Allah makes you fall before He makes you fly just like a striving bird who flutters through the wind and when it is about to fall, it strives even harder and it takes all the strength in the bird to flourish through the heaven while glorifying Allah. Sometimes love elevates your emaan but at times it can be more dangerous than slow poison which can slowly pierce through your strong walls of emaan, steadily making them fragile enough to crumble, which took several years to build. When we have to choose between the two roads, the road which leads to jannah isn't easy. While walking, you will realize that the path is full of obstacles which would stop you midway, which would make you fall hard but, isn't the true believer the one who after falling, picks up every shattered pieces of his heart for the Lord of the A'lameen as the heart belongs only and only to him. P. S. This book is the sequel of door to jannah. So if you haven't read it yet, what are you waiting for?

In the name of Allah, the most gracious, the most merciful. With everything in life, there are enough ups and downs and turn arounds to give you serious nausea and when becoming a Hafizah....well it isn't an exception. Amatullah, a typical Middle Eastern/Asian (well I'm not sure how typical it is to find a half Arab and half Pakistani), has taken it upon herself to become a Hafizah (memoriser of the Quran). Just like all things in life, they definitely don't come without hard work and so hard work it becomes for Amatullah on this long and eventful journey. Alternating through perspectives, this book will truly give you an insight into the real perks of being a Hafiz Jizakallahukhayrun soo much to sister @Zammurad for the epic cover! May Allah swt bless her! In sha Allah update every Friday

Bismillah Rabbi zidnee Ilman "My Lord! Increase me in my knowledge" Assalamualikum brothers & sisters 7 Tips What To Do If you're Conscientious Muslim Want To Get Married but is still Single. It IS A hard position to be in. You want to connect with someone at the deepest level of intimacy spiritually, physically, intellectually and emotionally. And yet, because of your decision to try your best to stick to the guidelines God has revealed for intimacy, you're still single and possibly lonely. So, what do you do? Read this book to know about everything

"Afifa slow down" Leila told me as I was walking fast. but I gave her deaf ears as I increased my pace. I heard my phone rang, as I reached into my bag to look for it. I bumped into someone and we both fell on the floor. "Ouch!" I heard a feminine voice said. "I'm so sorry" I said as I started to pack my shopping bags and the rest of my stuffs that fell on the floor. I kept my stuffs aside as I helped her with hers. I packed all the clothes that she was holding before which are now splattered all over the floor. "I'm so sorry miss" I said to her again "No problem" she said. "Mistakes do happen don't they" she said freely and I smiled. There was something about this girl's voice but I just couldn't put my finger on it. Her face was half covered with a dark peach viel which went well with the black abaya that has an amazing weave on it. She removed the viel and pinned it roughly and then raised her head and extended hand "Hi my name is Afina, nice to meet you" she said as I bent down my head to look at my phone. "Hi. Mine is Afifa, nice to......" I stopped in my tracks as I took hold of the view in front of me Lo and behold!...I never expected I would see anything like this in my whole entire life. I was amazed, shocked and utterly confused. I was looking at her wide eyes and so was she. We were looking at each other as if we were both aliens from different planet who are meeting eachother for the first time. "Who are you?" We both asked simultaneously.

Fate played a game, with a tragic twist the most unexpected souls were destined to be one. ---- "STOP! DON'T STEP IN" she yelled, as he was about to step inside the room. She started messing all the things, she could find. Blood strains all over the room as anger started building up in her veins, she destroyed the room which was beautifully decorated and ended up hurting herself. He still entered the room and rushed towards her to help even through she refused. "Dare you come near me. Don't try to help me, firstly you did alot by ruining my life." But he was not affected by her words, he walked towards her while she threw everything she found while taking steps back. "Stay away, I will never be yours," she said strongly while he trapped her between him and the wall. ---- As you enter this UNEXPECTED WORLD, I request you to tighten your seat belts as you are going to meet many twists and turns on the way😚 Hop on and join me in the most unpredictable journey, Twisted love where it begins with hate and ends up with lust. I am pretty sure you will enjoy😉 *This story can be read by everyone not only muslims*

Marriage is considered "Half the Deen" (very important part of Islam Yet we are seeing failures in marriages all around us. Family Fights are on the rise, women and children are being abused and many families are falling apart. More and more marriages are ending up in divorce even amongst the most religious of families, and the Muslims are no exception. So many marriages are failing these days, even amongst the most religious of families, and Muslims are no exception. This greatly saddens me and I hope by publishing this article here on our, we might come to a better understanding and better relationship with our spouses, inshallah. -Mufti Menk

Allah Almighty tests His creation by either giving them everything or giving nothing. The choice is yours, how you manage to live when you have everything and when you have nothing. Read to find out the journey of "Jannat" when she is blessed, and when she is tested. vote and comment if you think my story worth it (: NOTE: The beginning of the story may contain much Non-Islamic stuff. Be patient to reveal the reason for tagging this story as 'spiritual'

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

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.