She had stayed unmarried a little longer than her family's liking but she was never going to settle. She was ready to wait, until she met the one she felt was the right one for her. In a traditional family that only married off their children to what they were used to, she dared to be different. She dared to break her family's tradition by hanging on to one similar thing between him and her, ISLAM. He was nothing like her, except that he was just as practicing as she was. She had never been a football fan, but when the footballer comes into her life, she is exposed to a very different life, nothing like what she had imagined her life to be like. Read the journey of Aqsa and Youssef to find out how it goes down!!! TRIGGER WARNING: Story may contain racism and Domestic Violence #2 on #athlete on 9th June 2020 #3 on #Islamiclovestory on 12th June 2020 #1 on #premierleague on 18th July 2020 #2 on #halal on 14th September 2020 #2 on #islam on 25th September 2020

(COMPLETED✔) **** Sometimes, you fall for the right guy, for all the right reasons, for all that is worth it, but harder when distance has to be maintained, in a world where Islamic teachings are frowned upon. But for all that you know, its still worth the pain for Aliyah and Mansoor. - Growing up in a family with strict Islamic rules and regulations, Aliyah's heart connected with Mansoor's and prayers kept them alive for Allah heard their prayers and pleas. In a world where haram relationships has been normalised by muslims, will these two stand out or will they succumb to their desires. Two hearts, unknown to each other but one in prayers, join these two in their stories to find out more♥.

"Sorry I can't marry you ", she said. He looked at her in shock. She had proved that their love was just a false belief. " I am sorry. You can't.. ", she was cut off by him. " GO AWAY! JUST GO AWAY! ",he yelled on top of his lungs. ****************** Join 21 year old Shafaq Aziz and 24 year old Zaid Hussein in their journey of fun, friendship and trust. Shafaq is silent and serene whereas Zaid is full of hustle. And there are many more layers of secrets yet to be unfold. Find out in Destined To be Yours! Rated Mature for mention of Suicide and Abuse.

Assalamu alaykum and hello! Thanks for reading my book and the stories I once collected 🤗 I am not the author of the stories and I don't own them, so you can share them all the way you want 😊 I hope the stories are helpful to you as they are to me, especially at times when our Imaan is not as high as we actually want it to be 😅 I also hope for your duaas so please don't forget me 😁 Beautiful cover made by @fothoel

Ranking 46 in spiritual on 18 March 2018 "Hug me." She said and my eyes widened. "Zoyi." A shock whisper came out of my mouth. "Hug me Zain. Give me the believe that you are mine. Only mine. For now for just now. You are mine and I'm yours." She said while holding me more tightly. "Zoyi don't make it too difficult for us both. You know I...I...won't be.." I was saying hut she cut me off. "Don't stop yourself. Give me the believe that in this moment you are mine. My Zain. Take me in your arms where I can feel us. No Subhan, no Zubia just us. Please for the last time." She cried while saying and my I just could control myself. I pulled her in my arms fully and hugged her. I hugged my Zoyi and wrapped my arms around her waist. "I love you. I love you Zoyi." I said hugging her more tightly and firmly. "I love you. I love you too Zain." Her voice full of love went directly in my heart. ★★★ Love is crazy and makes everyone crazy. Its an addiction which always increase. The love journey of Zoya and Zain. You'll witness the craziness, madness, romance, tears,memories of this lovely couple. Join Zain and Zoya to read their story. Keep reading... Keep smiling....

1.Description of the Jannah(Garden). 2.The rewards of Jannah. 3.The level of Jannah. E.t.c. ***** Please read the book and don't forget to vote/comment/share.

If you want to change, if you want to repent, if you want Allah to forgive your sins, if you want paradise. Hasten. Hasten to fasting, Hasten to night prayer, Hasten to Allah's mercy, Hasten to Allah's generosity. We say 'tomorrow I will repent.' 'I will.' "But tomorrow." Allah said in the glorious Qur'an: And do not follow the footsteps of shaitan [2:169] When Satan enters the hellfire he will speak to the people there. He will speak to the guys, girls, women, men that fell into his trap. He will speak to them. He will say: And Satan will say when the matter is concluded, 'Indeed Allah has promised you the promise of Truth. And I promised you, but I Betrayed you. But I had no authority over you except! Except that I invited you, And you RESPONDED to me. So do not blame me, But blame yourselves. I cannot be called to your aid, nor can you be called to my aid. Indeed I deny your association of me (with Allah) before.

Bismillah Rabbi zidnee Ilman "My Lord! Increase me in my knowledge" In sha Allah Will be sharing stories behind the revelation of surahs from the Quran. 1|8|16

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful Islamic pearls of Inspirations is a combination of quotes, hadiths, Qur'an verses to inspire you and to increase your faith, In sha Allah. ©2014 Cover: Zammurad

From the author of You, my Punishment and Have you..? 'Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn't possible have any direct correlation to one's happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It's really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.' I closed the page of my laptop and sighed. The things I've been reading were not helping me to have peace with myself. I looked in the corner of my room. It looked gorgeous. The blue balloon looked gorgeous. Blue stands for communication, for trust. For logic and for calm. Blue is thinking, light, sun, sky. But to me, blue has the worse inside. To me blue is cold. Blue has lack of emotion. Blue is unfriendly. It was never there for me. No one was. Blue looked gorgeous from the outside, but from the inside it was empty. Empty as my soul. Nila was having a battle inside of her. Her mind wasn't logical. Things never made sense. She was trying to find something, but always ended up with empty hands. She knew that there was a truth somewhere hidden in the world. She knew she would find it. She started receiving letters that was going to change that. But what she didn't know was how broken she would be when she finally found it. How many broken blue balloons will there be when she has finally peace with her mind, peace with her own yellow paint. ~ Islamic romance story. I warn you for the grammar mistakes.