Copyright© "Leave me alone!" I said pushing at his chest so he would let me go. Every step I took back he took another closer towards me. "I knew I could crack your code" he smirked so accomplished with himself. "What do you want from me?" I asked my eyes narrowed at him as anger flooded within me. "One simple thing, only you can give me. I want you Madina, I want you to be mine" he whispered in my ear which caused shivers to run down my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut, repeating his words in my mind. I opened my eyes staring into his stormy ones. I put on the sweetest smile ever and said; "You wish asshole" With that I turned around to walk away. He grabbed my upper arm and slammed me against his rock hard chest. Damn is he secretly a tree? I asked myself, but snapped quickly back to reality. "Don't leave me" Bryson said in a broken voice, which caused me to furrow my eyebrows at him. "Why do you care if I do?!" I yelled which made me flinch at my own voice. "Because everyone leaves. I won't allow you to leave me. Not now, not ever Beads" -------- Who's the Hijabi's Best Mistake? Keep reading to find out! Islamic love story, BUT I want all to read doesn't matter your religion. All are welcome my loves ❤ !!UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY, OR EARLIER. USUALLY ONCE, OR TWICE A WEEK I UPDATE!! #5 In Spiritual May 1st, 2018! #1 In Hijab October 31st 2018! #1 In Hijabi January 11th, 2019! Current cover made by: @AllahIsMyBff

Anne De Ville is a do-the-same-thing-every-day kind of ordinary. On the one day she chooses to try and do something different, she ends up dropping her shoes down several flights of stairs, right onto the head of her crush-and her brother's best friend-Hunter Denegan. Will her Prince Charming look for the girl who lost her shoe? [This book is going to be published with Wattpad WEBTOON Book Group in the Summer 2025] [[word count: 20,000-30,000 words]]

He splashed some water on his face and removed his handkerchief to wipe his face when a piece of paper fell from his pocket. He looked at it through furrowed eyebrows and picked it up as he opened it to find the same printed letters. He recalled the events and understood that it was the man who collided with him a few minutes back who had placed the note in his pocket. He instantly took his cell and called the guard. "Search for a man in brown suit and mustache. He should not get out of this hall!" He barked and cut the call. He opened the letter again and read. "It's no use finding my man now Tsk. He's out of your reach! But let's do something more interesting? Shall we? Wanna see a magic? Another 20 seconds and the place will explode. I wish your sister a happy married life :) Counting begins.....Tick Tock." *** It is said that Time is the best healer but if you don't let it heal then how can it? She was broken He was full of life She was a dead soul, just breathing and alive for name sake He was living his life to the fullest, achieving new heights of success She was an orphan with no parents He had the most lovable ones A broken soul with no hope to live.. A lively one with intentions of winning every challenge of life.. What happens when this unknown stranger enters her world and starts slowly pulling her out of her shell without her even knowing it? What happens when this mere stranger starts making his place in her life and starts mending her broken world? What happens when she finds herself searching for reasons to live again? What happens when she start looking at the beautiful side of life? She had no reasons to live until he came along and dragged her in his life but the biggest challenge in front of him is to keep her away from the horrors of his life, which threaten to destroy him and leave her broken yet again. Will he be able to protect the love of his life? Or the psychopath who's after him will succeed in destroying his everything?

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

[Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual on 15/8/18] ••• • In which a girl saved a boy's life in the most unexpected of circumstances • She drank water. He drank alcohol. She had a family who'd take a bullet for her. He had a family who'd throw him under the bus. She dreamt of her future. He dreamt of his death. Both are Muslims but only one is closer to their Lord. ••• *NOT CLICHÉ* This story in no way depicts the true Muslim culture. It's about the modern Muslims nowadays who steer away from the right path. This book contains some strong language, graphic content and violence so I advise you to read it with care. WARNING: too much cuteness you'll die squealing. ©Copyright 2018. sanasays. Any sort of plagiarism of my story will be reported immediately, and that includes my aesthetics and banners as well.

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*

"If you didn't love me in the first place then you shouldn't have married me." She said, her heart sinking knowing that she didn't have a place in his heart. "Do you think I wanted to?" He spoke, turning his face to the side looking at her over his shoulder. "If it wouldn't have been for Zain then I wouldn't have ever!." He stated. She didn't knew how she could muster up so much courage to stride towards him and turn him by holding his hands as she made him face her. Standing on her tiptoes she was a bit his level as she caught hold of his collars. "Tell me you're lying. Tell me that it wasn't just for Zain. Tell me you're doing this because you're angry with me. Tell me that's it's all a lie!" She exclaimed at the end, her tears rolling down her cheeks freely. He looked at her for a second before he caught her hands which were on his collar and removed them, and holding her wrist, he turned it behind her back as he fiercely pulled her closer to him, his eyes staring deep into her. "Even if I am, you have lost the right to ask me that." He stated coldly. "Why!" She exclaimed. "Why did you behave so sweet with me all this time, when you had already planned to end this relation. Why did you filled this void life of mine with happiness and joy. You should have just let me be!" Her eyes held the anger and pain which her heart was feeling. "Just to let you know how it feels to be betrayed." With that said, he let go of her and moved back. *** The only things that mattered in Shumail Ibrahim's life were his friends and his work. His life was pretty normal until she entered his life. He met her suddenly just like that and with just a single look he had fallen for her deeply. Everything seemed magical and to anyone who saw them happy together seemed it was destiny that brought them together. But was it really destiny that played it's game or the mastermind was actually someone else?? Find out in Dear Shumail...Please try to forgive me.

Ibrah Siddiqui and Ibrahim Raza are family friends, but both hate each others company, when ever they meet they end up fighting, but Allah have different plan for them, and Allah is the best planner. What will happen when both of them fall for each other? _____________________________

Liv Chase might've seemed like any normal fifteen year old, well that is until you learn that she's a foster kid who's been able to read minds all her life. Only Liv's best friend Bella and her father know about Liv's gift. It's not something you'd want to flaunt around like it's a medal unless you yearn to be shipped to the looney bin. But when a mysterious new kid moves to town that Liv can't read, she is shocked an intrigued at the same time. But despite all her attempts to get close to him after a strange first encounter, he seems insistent to push her away. Soon Liv learns that there just might be more strange people like her out there and there just might be a secret ancient society out for her head. Maybe there was a reason curiosity killed the cat after all.