Until We Break is now published as a Paperback, Hardcover and E-book from W by Wattpad Books! As a Wattpad reader, you can access the Wattpad Original Edition for free and the Wattpad Books Published Edition here upon purchase. ***** Naomi Morgan, the only black dancer at her ballet school, sacrifices everything to pursue her dream until she joins the Guise and realizes what she's missing. ***** Naomi Morgan is the only black dancer at the Riverside Dance Academy, but the sting of alienation is worth it. When the National Prix de Ballet Competition comes to Riverside, Naomi's determined to win...although, the cost of victory is high. She suffers injuries, lies to her family, and refuses to process her friend's death, all to get closer to her dream career. But when something goes wrong and The Guise, an online gang of anarchists, make Riverside their new target, Naomi finds herself caught up with the group. They teach her things the Riverside Academy never could - that dreams are worth having, but real life is so much more important. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

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.

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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 ||

The story of two best friends, Noha Ali and Maysa Malik, as they navigate through high school.

The sound of the shattering glass sent a chill down my spine, forcing me to withdraw deeper into the corner where I was tucked in. "Mansur, please stop. At least for Aaliyah's sake." I begged, the tears streaming down my cheeks. He swung around to face me, his eyes blazing with rage. "To hell with you and that bloody girl." he yelled. Do you hear me, Salma? To HELL with you and her. This is my house, and I can do whatever I want." he yelled, throwing the bottle at my dressing mirror. The glass shattered all over the room, the larger pieces landing on some of the bottles on the drawer beside the dressing mirror in which I kept my incense sticks. This caused them to shatter as well, the glass falling everywhere across the room. I could hear Aaliyah crying in the next room, but I could not go to her as Mansur was blocking the door. "You will learn your place today." he yelled, unbuckling his belt. I shut my eyes as the tears continued to flow, knowing all too well what came next. The first strike was always the one that hurt most.

Meet Peter Feterson. A Jewish who is drowned in the midst of lies, betrayal and lust. A son to a powerful family, he refuses to accept himself in this worldly life and autonomously having a decent life on his own. Goodly past of Islam put out a huge curiosity to him. He really needs someone to point out about the beauty of Islam, not the false rumours by the media. Meet Aisha Ahmed. A girl who has everything. She learns living a happy life with her single mother and achieved to work on her dream place. When she meets the broken Peter, she soon realises that everything can be saved if we take the first step toward. And yes. Opposites do attract. Join the embarking journey between Peter and Aisha accompanied with sparks, hatred and trust. #80 in Spiritual || 12/28/2016 #35 in Spiritual || 29/4/2017 #15 in Spiritual || 27/5/2017 1/15/2016 - 1/1/2017 [COMPLETED] UNEDITED

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

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.

As we fall into the pit of darkness, trust me, hold me tight, Hold on to the wisp of hope, let me give you light. ------------------------------------- Fear. Fear defined Abeer Irfan's life. Every night, it engulfed her and she drowned into the endless horrors of her past. Every night, she lost a part of her to the evil. Every night, it got worse and worse to the point of no return. You see, she wasn't alive; she was just breathing. On one special night, she opened a door, a door hidden in the maze of her horrors. It was on that special night, that she met him. He wasn't a knight in shining armor. He wasn't a superhero. He was a light. He was the guy with impossible green eyes. *************************************** "You didn't see anything before. This is what you have seen. This!" My heart is beating frantically hard against my ribs like a bird trying to break out of its cage. Allah... "That is how easy you are to crumble. I'll set you straight, angel. I am done with people like you. I am done with being played with. It's about time you learn a lesson. I am about to make your life hell." The words I am sorry are lodged in my throat, but I don't want to beg him. I am done begging people for mercy. "That's more like it." "You cannot make me feel any worse than I already do," I state what I think all the time. "Challenge accepted." *************************************** {Extended synopsis inside} Highest Rank Spiritual #1 (12th-13th & 18th June 2016) COMPLETED Trigger warning- Contains violence/depressing thoughts/ suic dal ideation ******** Praise for Trust Me: Beautiful. So fluent. Ma Sha Allah ~ @sabagul28 Very interesting start ~ @hayatkhan07 This story is just so good. Flawless plot. You've got magical words~ @pearlOf-desert This is gold~ @booksandhalwa You are a very talented author and your work speaks volume ~ @143maryam