He was a rich bajillionare. The richest man in the world. He didnt just own one company. He owned all off them. He's the CEO of the world. But when his dad's friend dies, he owes him one favor. To marry his daughter. She's the perfect Muslimah. She never did anything wrong besides that one time in middle school when she briefly looked at a guy then said AstaghfirAllah for a year. She hates all men and wishes they were dead...except for her dad...cause he's dead alredy. And her annoying smart aleck little brother. But what happens when her mom tells her suddenly she's going to marry the richest man in the world? Even worse, he's the boy from middle school. He hates her. With a passion. He's only Muslim by name and abuses her for practicing, but because he's got abs and a killer smirk, she's in love. Can they make the marriage work? Or is she doomed to only be... His Punching Bag? Find out. Read on.... Also he's a badboy.... and he cheats on her..... but she forgives him..... and #1 in Sprititual....soon... also he does drugs and drinks a lot...

Title is a tad bit misleading, I highly doubt I'll be posting daily in this. Nonetheless, I decided to stop filling my other books with news articles and such so I've created this one. In this book I'll be sharing articles, stories, and sometimes pictures or videos from the news with you guys to get your thoughts and comments since the comment sections on the actual articles are absolutely toxic. Anyways, some of these will be fairly interesting, some will have us all slapping our palms to our faces, and well some will have us doing a daily sigh... Welcome.

Her only sorrow was that she lived in a fairytale in this reality of now. She craved for a life what was called 'simple', but the world was way too complicated. The glitz of her world clashed with the realities of life and stole away all the dreams of her oceanic heart. And all she could do was to love him through her prayers, even amidst the thousand tides of memories. --- --- --- On the other side of the earth, her only sorrow was that she lived in the hands of the world where everything was dark and sad. She craved for a life what called a 'fairytale', but the world was way too selfish and real. When the possible of matters were too impossible, her dreams compromised with reality to give her at least what was called a 'home'. Her heartfelt aching prayers did find a destination to settle. --- --- --- They were three souls destined to live the one fate.

Childhood sweethearts. Sounds romantic and to an extent even poetic. Two people, forever together. Or are they? Firdaus and Aman have been in love with each other for as long as they can remember, but life doesn't always go as planned. When he goes abroad to achieve his dreams, he leaves behind more than just his home. He leaves his heart with the only girl he has ever loved. Years later when he comes back, life plays a cruel joke when he finds her spiralling down a road of drug abuse. Looking for answers, he unravels the truth behind what happened in the years that came between them. With that he vows to fix her, and gradually takes her under his wing. But can his love pull her out of the cavernous depths of darkness?

The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

for a few who seek a way to find, to leave your world left behind. Emma, a girl from 1991 desided to play thing game. she went missing. Then 5 years later a guy names Alex disappeared. both of them have to be stuck in this game till the other 4 players get there. how ever long that will take. they just have to wait. but what if Emmas weakness keeps them from getting home? What if feelings get in the way for fighting. we may never know. You have to read to find out.

It was a cold, winter night out in the great desert. The winds were howling, the crescent moon rested high in the sky. Out in the dark and desolate desert, a new life had been born into the world. Resting near the light of a fire, a woman sat, holding her newborn nephew. "You will be alright," she said. "You will be alright." No one but Allah knew what was destined for him. Whatever trials he would endure, whatever good he would achieve, all was written in the book long before his existence. The journey into his life's true purpose would be a long and perilous one, and so began our tale...

Some commonly asked questions and their answers according to Quran and sunnah. In sha Allah with reference

***2016 WATTY AWARD WINNER - VORACIOUS READS*** WINNER OF THE FICTION AWARDS 2016 - HISTORICAL FICTION Against all odds, Libby Marks-Whelan is back at court - and no longer confined to the service corridors as a lady-in-waiting. With the start of the new Winter Season, however, the competition for a crown just got a lot fiercer. Now that there are two princes searching for wives, Libby struggles not just against the other debutantes but also against the monotony of court life in her new position. With the queen's disapproval aimed squarely in her direction, will she weather the storm to win her prince? ***Please note that this story is the sequel to The Season. Since there are many characters, backstories, and subplots that I won't be able to fully explain in the first few chapters, I strongly recommend you read The Season first!***