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PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "HE PROMISED.." "No.. your not him... she bit back the tears threatning to fall.. " no you cant be him" "He will never do this.. he will never.." she screamed on top of her voice, pearly drops cascading down her cheeks mixing with the heavy downpour.. "Chukki trust me.. im ur pumpkin shell.." he encircled her wrist pulling her onto him.. his breath fanning over her neck.. " no dont you dare.. dont you dare touch me and dont you dare use that name.. he will never stoop so low".. she pushed him back with all her might making him stumble back not because of her force but her words.. "He will never stoop so low.. " kept on echoing through out his soul killing him whole.. "Get lost from my life and never show your filthy face again.. she growled walking away.. "But I promised I will never leave you chukki.. I promised" he cried falling on his knees.. But deep down he knew, he ve lost her.. pumpkin head lost his chukki.. maybe FOREVER.. He promised She waited.. He returned.. But what if its too late.. What happens when a beautiful innocent promise made long ago at the verge on innocence..binding two hearts.. two poles.. two souls..two entirely different lives.. is at stake?

She knew that her work wouldn't let her rest, Was aware that every day would be a test. It was her passion though, to see the last smiles, Although they haunted her for the longest of times. He was a wonder in this world, Possessed a heart of gold. His heart bled for every atrocity the ummah faced, His Soul shook every time an innocent was shot dead. She couldn't believe that he was hers, And he was on a mission to never see her in tears. She remembered this when a cry escaped its cage, And knew that he would love her even after his last breath.

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

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

"Jibreel..." Her voice whispered in abandon, his name. His heartbeat faltered. "My Rabb have surely created you just for me... Everything you do... Every move you make was designed to falter my heart and make me love you more!" He whispered back to her. She lightly laughed in his arms, sending vibrations to his heart. "I don't deserve you!" She looked up to meet his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and smirked. "Says who?" He demanded as he touched her forehead again. "My heart..." She whispered. "You heart have gone crazy in my love Ya Habibi! Dont believe a word it says!" He replied. She smiled sadly. A girl who has to rise from beneath the dirt to above the skies... A guy who has to fight the corruption that's engulfing his land... A destiny which is already been written and a faith that had the power to alter that destiny! Will they succeed or taste failure? Will their names shine? Or will the sands of time erase their names forever?? To find out more, go ahead?

She never knew what her kind was.. His days were spent on battles for truth.. She was a muslimah since birth but what that is she never knew.. oblivious to her and her way of life.. in her smouldered a flame wanting truth.. He..who had his heart and soul dipped in Islam had everything a man would ever dream of.. yet the abyss he kept falling on to never did it make sense.. a lonely soul deviated from all happiness and not knowing where he was heading towards.. yet with Almighty Allah he was home.. She was an eagle, preparing for a massive fight.. with wings clipped she fell into depths unknown.. He waiting for the miracle didnt knew blessings do come in disguise.. She dreamt of reaching places.. and being his wife was certainly not on her list.. He wanted a girl who could brighten his life and home.. was gifted with someone with shards and thorns.. Together they were a tremendous mess.. strangers never meant to be.. neither was the angel supposed to cross their paths.. But who are we kidding.. here its fate moving things.. and as always its crucial.. This is the thing with life.. whom the almighty Allah wills to guide never would go astray.. whom he wills towars destruction can never be guided Together with fate infused into the sublime blessing showered.. will their paths interwined finally make sense? Or as always was it supposed to crash..

Living a normal life has never been easy. For Amal , life was full of drama. Dramas which were worth watching! Her name 'Amal' which meant 'Hope' Hopes for a better future, Hopes that things will be better, Hopes that life wasn't all about heartbreaks, Hopes that all creatures in this world aren't same. Hopes, hopes and hopes her hanging hopes. Are her expectations too much? Will time teach her a lesson? Will time show her the reality? Lets join Amals roller coaster ride to check out if she was fortunate enough to know how this world works or would she be all muddled up seeing the slaps of reality sharp on her face.

{Completed} My name is Miracle. I got that name when I was fourteen. I can't remember my family. I can't remember my friends. I can't remember anything from the past. Do I even have a past? Where was I born? Who are my parents? What did I like? Did I prefer dresses or sweaters? Was I a girly-girl or a tomboy? I lost everything the moment I came forcefully here. I didn't ask for this nor did I would want it. I came here to loose myself. I came here, because I got kidnapped. Everything I had known, everything I had forgotten came up to surface and tried to swim when he came into my life. He, the one who saved me.. ~ This story is so much more different than my previous ones. This is too emotional and extreme. Its about two people meeting each other in the worse circumstance. Two people who are trying to save each other by loosing themselves. Its still Islamic of course, but that will appear later in the story. If you don't like grammar mistakes, then this story is nothing for you. You have been warned. Also contains it scary parts which could make you cry, so if you can't handle that, then don't read it. Romance. GENERAL DISCLAIMER ABOUT MY WORKS: I write about the things that people don't want to think about. I write about the things that people are turning away from when its mentioned. I write about the things no one warned you about because in their eyes its a taboo to even think of it. I write about atheists, rape, forced marriages- all of the darkest side of life. If you don't like that, then this account is nothing for you.