This Story is About A Muslim Girl Name Tasneem ,A 18 Year Old Muslimah In Her Last Year Of High School , after The Death Of Her Mother , Tasneem also Lost Her Father ,Not That He's Dead But He Don't Care About Her With No Friends ,High School Is Hard ,Not Until One Day A very Wealthy Rich Kid comes Along . Khalid A Very Rude ,Selfish ,Rich Boy Who Cares About Nobody But Him Self . what Happens When They Are Arranged To Get Married !! Khalid Is For Egypt and Tasneem Is Mixed her Mom Is From Kenya Nd Her Dad Is From Egypt So She Can Speak Arabic !! Read To Find Out More !!

The Al Hadad's thought that shifting to the US would be an opportunity that shouldn't be missed. But they are going to realise staying in the Middle East would have been better. As the new place that they call home is just a citizenship for a variety of supernatural creatures that everyone read about in books. ----------------------------- "Mine" with his arm outstretched trying to touch me "If that hand reaches over, Wallahi I will break it myself" The hand suddenly stopped midway , the stranger looked like a frozen statue it was hilarious that I ended up laughing, that seemed to bring him back to reality. He tried re-approaching but I took sprint & ran like my life depended on it , not without shouting "you crazy" ----------------------------- Join Amal' s & Xander's Journey After all it's His Hijabi Mate

Moss stared at me, his eyes glowing a vibrant kind of green. He ran his hand through his brown hair and grinned at me. "Didn't I tell you to stay out my room?" He said while lazily walking over to me with a limp. "I'm sorry..uh- I'll leave now!" I get up and run to the door but with a blank of an eye he was in front of me. "Don't leave just yet..I'm hungry you know." He chuckled and placed his hand on my shoulder. It felt like a millon weights were on that one shoulder and I fell to the ground instantly. "No! Stop!" I scream as he plants his teeth into my neck and I let the darkness consume me.

"Please don't do it, I'm begging you." She pleaded as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her headscarf laid on the floor, torn. Next to were pages of her school books torn and crumbled. She didn't need more problems from him. If only her burning heart could speak....

Alhamdulillah... #305 in Spiritual Saba Abdul Salam She is an 18 year Arabian who happens to be reckless, clumsy, tender-hearted girl. She just arrived in Los Angeles, California to attend college with her brother. Soon she finds herself in a big trouble when she agrees to sign a contract with a mysterious stranger called Grayson. She had done something kind but end up finding herself in a nearly impossible way out as she must travel on the path to finding herself, along with everything she never knew she needed. This is the struggle of a girl who had everything given to her but suddenly finds that everything is slowly disappearing as she is growing into the woman she's destined to be.

Stop. "Do you see me?" I wear a headscarf, but I am not invisible. Mariam Ali is your typical 18 year old Muslim girl and is described as beautiful, intelligent and caring by others. However, she's also best described as 'lower class' barely living on a basic minimum wage with both her parents and siblings. Daniel James - 23 year old Atheist - wealthy son of Conrad James (an elite and prestigious politician) craves for more than just the finer things in life. When the two meet and the line between traditional and modern life is blurred, will their love survive through adversity or will it crash, crumble and burn? The people that Daniel thought he knew well and clearly all have buried secrets to hide which they desperately want no-one to uncover. What will happen when Daniel tries to unravel these twists and turns but he's met with a past that threatens to turn his whole world upside down? One thing is for sure; the rich, elite and prestigious hide the deepest layers of secrets and appearances are more than deceiving. Mariam suddenly finds herself tangled up in Daniel's dangerous family history. Receiving stalker letters and threatening messages leave Mariam trying to fight for her life. And more importantly, will Mariam be able to change his perception to view the beautiful religion of Islam differently? A romantic thriller like no other that will keep you turning the pages. : )

Asli Ahmad is a 20 years old French hijabi, that moved to United States to pursue her education and maybe get a career in business. All her life she thought life in America will be great and easy but she thought wrong. To pay the rent, she gets an assistant job at Thomas Corporations. Asli starts working for the Big CEO, James Thomas. They both have a great chemistry. They start falling for each other. Asli and James know that at the end of the day they can't be together, so they start going different ways. But when James Thomas discovers that the woman he in love with is not just a regular girl, but is the lost princess from Dubaï. Their path crosses again. Big thanks for @Muslimprincesses for making the cover.

What if one has everything one want in life? Looks, money, influence, power, women and almost everything one want in life? Well, yea, then it will make one more arrogant and invincible. Then what if one losses everything and on the street with nothing but the clothes one is wearing? How can I get everything back? I am Joe, the one who will stop at nothing. My employer Joe who I am sure had hardly seen me is in a mess. His family kind of kicked him out of his own inheritance and money. One thing I am ever thankful for Joe is for the way he treated his maids. He was generous. He helped me when no one else hired me. My gratitude is deep. When Joe spoke to me, I knew the least I can do is provide a home, until he fights back and get his own house. I am Zahra, the house maid at Joe's mansion and currently jobless. ********************************** Also read : A Flower From Heaven (Zahra) story of Billionaire Stuart and Zainab. From hate, to lust to love, story of Robert and Amira.

"You can't just go out like that" he yelled at her, angry ranging inside him. He clenched his jaw as his straight nose flashed from all the frustration. His jet black eyebrows knitted together, Cameron walked towards her and shoved her against the wall, behind her. They were so close that they tip of their nose and forehead was touching,he squeezed her against the wall with his chest, they both closed their eyes. His warm, yet harsh breath sent a alert to Zainab's hormones to go wild. "Who are you to tell me what I can do and can't ?" Zainab cried sharply as she struggled to push him away but Cameron just stood there squeezing her with his solid chest "Im your husband and your my wife" he said, grabbing her hands and gluing it upon the wall. Zainab still struggling for freedom but there was no point, she knew he was way stronger than her. "Cameron move or I swear to god I'll hurt you" she defended, but Cameron continued pressing his hand into hers and leaning towards her. "Hurt me and I'll have it my way on you"