In a world where tribal prejudice runs deep, Afrah Abdulmalik and Jameel Saif Albani find themselves bound by a forbidden love. Despite sharing the same country and religion, their different ethnicities ignite a firestorm of disapproval from Afrah's parents. Heartbroken by their refusal, Jameel embarks on a desperate mission to prove his worth, but will it be enough to appease Afrah's family and the rigid traditions that threaten to tear them apart? Can Afrah fight for her love, or will societal pressure force them to break their vow to stay together? Against The Tide is not your regular love story. It's a tale of resilience, defiance, and the fight for love in a world determined to keep them apart. Don't miss out on this interesting story! Completed 31/12/2024 ©All rights reserved.

He was now striding purposefully towards her as she tried as much as she could to compose her self. She wasn't wrong. It was Umar. Umar the brashly arrogant, softhearted egoist she once loved intensely. Deep inside her, she knew she still does but she has to stop. HIS GORGEOUS MUSLIMAH is a story like no other. Read to find out how destiny played it part in the lives of Minal and Umar

Her heart was beating so fast and her stomach ached so bad. She knew this was it, this was her fate being sealed. " Zhulfah Bint Ilyas? " It would be weird to ask the Imam a question like " Hey look. There was a really nice old friend of my dad's pestering me to be his third wife and I didn't want to go to Ogbomosho and his proposal came along and everything kinda rushed from there, so does that mean I was in my sane mind when I said...yes?" Surely some level of insanity meant she wasn't sure, right? Must the question be a yes or no answer? Can't it just be a maybe? Something along the lines of ' maybe I'll marry him 'cuz my heart is kinda telling me to but my brain's answer isn't forthcoming?' Wait...does that even make any sense? " Zhulfah Bint Ilyas? " She hadn't had breakfast but she felt like she downed a whole packet of laxatives with the way her stomach danced weirdly. " Zhulfah... " " Yes! Yes! Yes! I do! I do!" She said a bit too loudly into the mic, and was instantly filled with regret. She heard her best friend chuckle lightly behind her and she wanted nothing more than to give her a good beating. She glanced over at her husband to be in a few minutes, and her face heated up when she caught him smiling amusingly. " I mean", She cleared her throat. " I do...accept him as...as..my husband." " Well, I think I'll have to speed up the event and legalize these two", The Imam joked and the whole congregation burst into laughter. Zhulfah's face warmed up several degrees, and she was so sure her face would be burnt before the end of that day with the way she was blushing to a severe degree. The Imam was still laughing, and she knew it won't look like a joke much longer if she had a scissors to his beard.

Here is a girl who is confident about about all her acts and being, whose presence commands respect, whose aura screams respect, who doesn't take shit from nobody, who doesn't need anyone's help nor pity to survive.... That girl is Maryam Waheeda Ishaq Muhammad Fulbe. But behind the cold curtain lies a past she's dreaded all her life, a past which she has to face and overcome it, a past which brought her walls almost crashing down. Join me as I tell you the untold story of Maryam.

she comes from a wealthy family, He has nothing, she never had to worry about where her next meal will come from, He always prays to have at least a decent meal everyday. Fate joins them together but she's arrogant and despise those who are poor and he's always humble and generous to the extent that he always shares the little he has. Hope you will enjoy the story of Manal and Muntaseer with her ARROGANCE and his HUMBLENESS.

Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Historical Fiction. Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Spiritual Category. Winner of Best Muslim Readers' Choice Awards: Prince of Knights _____________ Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also known for their bravery and leadership. Faris, son of Sheikh Mubarak a hard-hearted man known among his tribe. No man is brave enough to raise his voice in his presence. His mission was to demolish his enemy's tribe for annihilating one of his men. However, fate decided something new when blood feud was only resolved by his marriage to the daughter of his enemy. Raghad is just like any other Muslim girl, who wishes to marry the man of her dreams but she meets Faris the Knight with no heart. He only fears his Lord his maker and no one else. With no other option to resolve blood feud Raghad steps over her dreams to shield her tribe. Will Faris unbolt the gates of his heart for her? Read to find out what happens in this love story. Prince of Knights, based on a Bedouin lifestyle. FOLLOW TO READ!

NOW IN PAPERBACK At first sight, He decided she will be perfect for the job but would she be willing to risk it all? That too for a stranger she doesn't know. Najib Ahmad has it all from wealth, the charisma to the perfect wife: Zainab but what he and his wife lack to complete their perfect family is a child. Knowing she can't give birth after being married for four years and on Zainab's insistence, they decided to try surrogacy but with a twist as the term is forbidden in Islam. Hence, Najib agrees to remarry but only for a child and that's when he meets Fatima, A surrogate candidate who agreed to marry him and carry his child for Nine months after which they will part ways with no strings attached. It wasn't easy for Fatima not to fall for his gentle nature and charisma but she masked it all up knowing she is only linked to him by the child she is carrying. When Najib starts falling for Fatima, Will his perfect relationship with Zainab still be stable? And will Fatima be His Surrogate or his Wife?

Join me as I tell you the story of the timid and naive Safaa.. And how her moderate life took a turn within a blink of an eye...

A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019

The lives of Maryam, Yusuf, Zainab and Abdallah. How are they connected? Read to find out! * #1 in Arewa #1 in Muslim #1 in Maryam #1 in Zainab #1 in Yusuf #1 Abdallah #3 in Nigerian The first few chapters of this story are a little bit cringy and I must admit, poorly written so read at your own risk! But as you go on, I promise my writing gets better so come along and join me on this journey!