"I won't complain if you don't provide me with nutella. I won't complain if you don't buy me Victoria's Secret lingerie. I won't complain if you sit on the wardrobe. I won't complain if you join street fighting. I won't complain if you ask me to have less than fifteen babies. I'm ready to compromise with everything because... All I want is just you." And with that she fell off the stage, flat on her face. Brushing off the laughs from everyone, she gets up and walk towards him. He knew he didn't love her. But he couldn't either deny the love she held for him, nor accept his heart to love her. (Extended summary inside) * Bored reading emotional and nerve wrecking stories? Fed up crying over heartbreaking stories? Mood swings caused by grief stricken stories? Want to experience a good humorous laugh? If your answers to the above questions are 'yes', then you stopped at the right place. Cover by: @numerals

The Syrian War as told by the eyes of a young Syrian 8-year-old. From a normal life to a life filled with hardship, he experiences what most won't have to experience. As each month becomes increasing scarce of paper, he only limits himself to write one diary entry each month. This is the story of the Syrian War retold by the eyes of an 8-year-old.

Poems compiled by : Jawhariy

A collection of quotes from all my stories that are already published and will be published in the future In Sha Allah.

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 was a storm, destined to destroy anything that comes his way. A hurricane that spun so fast, it carried everything beautiful and threw it away. A tornado that was unaware of all the destruction it had caused. She was a girl. Simply, but she made him feel something he had never felt before. No one can tell when they look at her that she has lived nightmares and endured unspeakable horrors. She has lost all hope that anyone in this world can heal the pain that is etched on every inch of her heart. She believes no one can mend her fragile heart without breaking it apart. Raabiya Azeem Zulfikaar is a successful and independent young woman. Intent on pleasing her Lord and keeping her family smiling, her journey takes unexpected turns when her life gets tangled with two men, namely Yusuf Alwaan and Huzaifah Moosa. Men with indistinct pasts, ambiguous motives and melancholic hearts. Which one of them is destined to rid her of her pain and suffering? ----- An Islamic, spiritual love story hoping to bring you closer to Allah.... Insha Allah! Keep reading♡

Come along as I travel through Morocco, from ancient city to endless desert. Enjoy the history and beauty -- as well as the excellent food (I'm food historian -- I have to write about the food) as I circle this wonderful and ancient country full of fascinating places and friendly people.

Head in his hands he sits. Silent tears rolling down his cheeks, one after the other, like pearls falling from a broken necklace. In front of him, lies the body of his little sister in mangled bloodied flesh. He wonders what it was that she had done wrong. He looks at her and reaches out to remove a loose curl covering her angelic face. She sits against the wall, legs to her chest and stares at the bodies around her. All she sees is flesh and blood. All she hears is screams and wails. And in that time she felt all hope draining out of her. This is a short story of two young adults trying to live their life, trying to be humans in two countries that are homes to rivers of blood, streets of flesh and skies of explosion and dust. They are surrounded by screams, cries and sufferings as they take on each day with fear in Ghaza [Palestine] and Halab [Syria].