#UNDER EDITING # ➡ impressive ranking ⬅ # 1 in made # 1 in halallove # 1 in halal #1 in moments # 1 in awesome # 3 in muslimlovestory # 3 in memories ********************** Highest rank in spiritual #1 in spiritual(29.01.2019) finally💃💃 # 3 in spiritual (23.11.2018) _______________________ He tightly took a hold of my shoulders, not the wrist this time.*note* "Leave me Wali"I groaned. His roughly touch was indeed painful. "Why are you still not forgiving me for what I did 3 years back which was indeed a mistake for god sake?" I pushed him harshly and said, "If you really felt guilt for that act you would have never come to my room and display your manliness" He faked me a smile and said, "Be ready for the surprise"and winked at me then left the room. __________________________ After doing such cruel things , Wali started falling for Sara. He wanted to marry her but she hates him very much . What will happen when they are married to each other.? Will Sara expect him as a husband .? Will they have a happy life.? Reviews: Saher344 : Amazing and I'll miss this story so much. _Fauxa_ : Awesome book Crazy_lollipop_lover: Awesome book nshah2104 : Awesome book. TreasureLoveBooks : Love you book, I'll miss this book. Princess_Arfu : I will surely miss reading this story. Neelambari123 : wow, super.. Thank you so much for all ur love nd support..❤️ #lovely readers❤️

[The book needed to be heavily edited and I don't have time to do so!! Please bear with me] Alhumdulillah!! #10 in Spiritual (06/12/16) Azreea Hasan the cute innocent young girl, a practicing Muslim, her innocence is her beauty. She was getting ready on the day of her marriage but consequences make the best day of her life the worst day. But she accept whatever is written in her destiny and believes in Allah (swt), and accepts her marriage. Ali Abdullah the charming boy and a practicing Muslim, he respects woman, a very kind, loving, caring guy. Just in some hours his life turns up and down but accept what Allah (swt) has written in his destiny. He has never ever disrespected his parents decision. This is a Muslim Romantic Love story... Tune in to know the journey of two people's locked heart, how they become each others key to the heart locked . All Rights Reserved @Authormae 2016

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

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.