+ Step by step becoming a practising teenager! These are all the 'Islam is my Life'-episodes from my book 'You, my punishment'. I wrote in a few chapters Islamic notes in the end with meaningful words. I decided to put all of them in a collection so that you can search through them easily. 'Islam is my Life' is about topics with an Islamic explanation which you can use in your daily basis. I talk about topics in my point of view which could give you a great view of why something is like that. I hope you will like it! -COMING SOON- I am working on a new project called 'step by step becoming a practising teenager' which will be included in this book. Stay tuned! I am not from a country where English is spoken nor do I know it correctly, so there will be grammar mistakes. You have been warned.

Raised by an Egyptian, Muslim father and an Australian, non religious mother, Hana is brought up to figure things out for herself. Not being fully one thing or another, and having two contrasting religious perspectives to learn from, Hana is faced with familial, religious and personal pressures upon any decision she needs to make. As opportunity strikes to move away from Adelaide to Melbourne for Uni, Hana is given the chance to start over on her own, but not before she meets Noah at a local Tip-Top store.

Could he be dead? Could someone as larger than life as Karim be truly gone? Could someone she had known for two months, someone she had laughed with, someone she had shared the deepest intimacies with, be gone in the blink of an eye? Nakayla Archibald pressed her hand to her stomach as dread weighed it down. It had been the same for the past two days. The more she saw of the colorful capital city of Tahiti and the destruction the recent riots had wreaked, the more she saw Karim everywhere. But now, staring at the centuries-old trade center building, every nerve in her vibrated. The answer she had been seeking for six weeks was here, she could feel it in her bones. All she had was his name and description but she was desperate to find out what had happened to him. Desperate to find out about the man who had somehow come to mean more than just a lover. More than a friend, even.

COMPLETE BUT NOT EDITED AT ALL! Glimpse Of Mine I am Zahra Arif . Usman Arif's daughter. If you don't know who he is, he is the Arif Company And Corps also known as ACAC owner. A very famous business man in Los Angles, California. My mom is, Hijab Arif, a great woman to know. Now that you know who my little family is, that is all. I'm the only child of the Arif's. I'm 22yrs old and in my 4th year of college at Hanfeild College. Now about my life, you may think that I'm the luckiest woman alive just because I'm the one and only child of Mr.Arif, but my being a woman was the most unluckiest thing ever. You might think I'm crazy of saying that, but you don't know why. And that's not all, she gets married to her fathers best friends son. Not that much of a deal right? But when Iyfaaz, her husband has other plans. Plans to ruin her already difficult life. Will he Ruin her? Fall for her? Or Ruin her and fall in love when it's too late? #4 spiritual

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.

#25 in Mystery/ thriller "You are here only to bear me a child" He said furiously. "A child" she paused "In sha Allah I will give you that child" She turned and left him, alone with his fury. She did bear him a child, one whom all cherished. A child he loved more than himself, a child who loved him equally. But in a world of corruption and shady games of politics, a world where even the most innocent souls have that little secret would it be possible to keep the ones you love, to save the dear lives of the one that matter the most. This is a love story unlike any other. This is the love story of a father and a daughter, the bond between Zahra and Sahabi. What happens when one is taken out of the picture?

[HIGHEST Ranking : 37 in spiritual] Though people find it both funny and crazy that a little childhood proposal between two four year olds got them madly in love with each other. It became priceless to Seher and Akbaran to spend whole lives tied in love with each other. Accompany Seher and Akbaran , childhood sweethearts and hopeless romantics in a journey of love and fate. Know what's Love all over again. What if Everything You Have Ever Wanted wouldn't be something you've ever needed? A Love story with turning tables of fate with hurtful tragedies in love and grudges. Give it a read and please vote if you like it. Comments are welcome. (Caution: It contains Pure Romance not a smut) ( It's my first straight book, sorry for any grammatical errors please point out. )

It is just a love story with mixed emotions, some ups and downs of life which was overcome at last. A long journey of relationship fulfilment and duties. Love, a small word containing so much meaning. Let's see where LOVE takes us in this story!

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

[Highest ranking #1 in spiritual] [#2 on What's Hot list] "What are you doing here?" I asked her through gritted teeth. She looked at me confused. For the sake of her, I have to do this. "I asked what are you doing here?" I now shouted at her. She flinched. "I..I came here for you." She stuttered, playing with her fingers. "Aah! As if I don't know what you came here for!" I spoke menacingly. "What are you talking about?" She asked, confusion and hurt flickered through her eyes and I quickly averted my gaze. "Oh so you don't know huh?!" I said, taking two steps towards her and holding her by her arm tightly. "I know you married me just because you wanted money. You are just a gold digger. We are married but don't think that I like you. I don't like you nor will I ever like you. Forget about loving you. We are married but I don't consider you as my wife. You are nothing to me. NOTHING!" °○°○° Meet Sidra Qureshi. She is 20, a fun loving and happy go lucky person who cheers everyone around her. She is the only daughter of her parents but a part of her is lost when she lost her brother when she was 10. Since then she is the life of her parents. She had practically lived her life in oblivion about her past. Meet Nabil sikander. He is 23, an Arrogant, Ruthless and Cold hearted person. His dream is to be the CEO of his father's company which he is trying real hard to be and is adamant on it, living behind his cheerful life. He have insecurities and trust issues. Jealousy made him the person he have become. He is dying everyday from his guilt. A past which binds them both together. A past which she is unaware of and a past which he is guilty of. Unaware of her past, she tried everything in her attempt to make their marriage work and because of the past, he kept pushing her away. Finally things started to settle and love started blooming but will their love last long? Or will their past ruin their happiness, their lives and their love? Read to find out