(Completed)2nd in spiritual on 1st June 2020 #1 hijabi on 25/4/19 . Despite her complicated past and secrets, it is even more painful that her own relatives chose to hire her as a maid rather than accept her as a cousin. We will see how her journey unfolds. Only five chapters remain; the book has been moved to web novel, which you can read on Google or get the link from me.thank you so much 🥰🥰Love you all, thanks for always supporting me Please leave lots of comments and votes in webnovel to support me for contest and rate for me please, thanks a lot

#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?

Labarin wani saurayi daya taso cikin tsanar kishiyar uwa, yayin da yake samun kulawa a wajan mahaifin shi.

She was not known, not even by herself. She lost her memory. She thought she found her Prince Charming but she didn't know she was actually far from it. He abused her, used her, and left her longing. Will she ever re surface. Slave of Allah(female) AMMAH🥀🌹 Cover made by munawarah abdulrahman

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||

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

MATAR ABDALLAH.. A Firgice tace "Na shiga uku.!Me kake sha Abdallah? Murmushi ya sakar mata yana fad'in "Giyane ko kema zaki sha Matar Abdallah.? Fitowar yar budurwa daure da towel ya katse mata abunda tayi niyyar fad'a. Dukan kirjinta ya tsananta yayin ta kasa furta kalma ko daya. "Meet my ex-friend Matar Abdallah." ya fad'a tare da nuna matashiyar budurwar. "Impossible Abdallah.! "I will make it to be possible Matar Abdallah." Ya fad'a dauke da dariyar dake nuna alamomi da yawa. ** "Allah ya isa Abdallah wallahi baran tab'a yafe maka ba a rayuwata Tsinanne la'anannen Allah " Tattausan murmushi ya sake lokacin da yake daura towel a k'ugunshi yana fad'in "Ki dinga jam'i Matar Abdallah, tsinannu, la'anannun Allah, ni kam na yafe maki." Har ya juya ya kuma juyowa tare da jefa mata wani irin mahaukacin kallo yana fad'in"Matar Abdallah ki taimaka ki wanke Abdallahn ki yau mana." MATAR ABDALLAH

© 2018 All Rights Reserved This is a story about a beautiful young girl who falls in love with someone she meets on the internet. Through love, lust, heartbreaks, betrayals, happy moments... Will love win? Or will this be another story of a happily never after?

I suddenly froze not knowing what to do I just stood there watched him unable to talk or move or do anything. I looked at his blazing eyes turn darker and darker with anger and all of a sudden fear took over me I started shaking thinking of what will come after and then he sneered and his nose was flaring, at that point I was just waiting for him to smack me , it's all my fault I shouldn't have said those things to him I should have let it slide but I just had to open my stupid mouth and now he is going to kill me but then all of a sudden after what felt like eons he let go of the tight grip he had on my wrist and the anger in his eyes turned to contempt and then to that same uninterested look he wears all the time and then he turned and just walked away leaving me staring at his back like a dimwitd oaf " what the hell just happens" I heard the question being asked.

"What was that?" He came closer and closer as I step back with each step he took. "What was what!? I can hang out with whomever I want, it's none of your business." I snapped when I felt a wall behind me. Of course the damn wall had to be there. "It is my business and you know why? Because you're my wife, get it?" His face were inches away from mine as his mint breath fanned my cheeks. "Since when do you care that I'm your wife?" I whispered, my heart was going insane. "Since forever, Layla." He brushed my cheeks with his warm hands. "You belong to me and the angels are witnesses for that." ________________ None Muslims are welcome^^ #1 Teenagers🎊 #47 teen 🎉 #37 school 🎊 #3 spiritual 🎉