COMPLETED Waliya Ebrahim can count on one hand the times she's met Aahil Khan before they are wed. This may concern other girls, but for good Muslim girl, Waliya, she's excited to please her parents and begin her new life with the man who she hopes she'll come to love. Except, three days later after tying the knot, Aahil has left Waliya alone. He's been called to Dubai for six months leaving Waliya to fend for herself in her new environment. Despite this, the newlyweds only grow stronger as they take the time to learn about each other through the help of social media and long calls. And Waliya is falling hard. Until, he returns. Synopsis by @_anothermisfit_ Placed 2nd in The Hoot Awards

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

UNDER MAJOR EDITING {Eternal Ishq Series - Book Two} It is a must that the Book One 'In Your Love...' is read before you begin 'In His Love...' A Hijabi fashion-designer, an Aalim entrepreneur. Also a simple girl and her well-known surgeon Every tale is connected, every person is linked... the one knows the other, the other knows a third and the third happens to be the first one's brother while the fourth is undoubtedly the other's best friend... Capiche? No? :D For the real summary, click inside -

Have you ever felt so frustrated that you feel like kicking those lofty fashion-controlling guys and their switching styles when you find that your new hairstyle, which you got after much begging and coaxing your parents, just went out of fashion? And what about that special celebrity-like dress which you bought after much saving and planning only to find that it doesn't suit you at all... (Though I know you wouldn't admit it for the world;) Do not worry, we have all been there but the question is Are you still a slave of all that trash or are you the odd 'don't-care-a-heck-about-fashion' person or are you of the Sunnah brand? This is a book, which deals with neither fashion nor its criticisms. On the contrary, it deals completely with the Halal fashion or style in Islam that is known as the Sunnah (ways and teachings of Prophet [saw]). Wanna know a delicious thing about this Sunnah fashion? Well it never goes out of style! And the reward of reviving one little Sunnah of Muhammed [saw] is simply infinite. Also do not forget that if you try to practice every Sunnah, the Master of all Prophets, Muhammed [saw] himself will recognize and recommend you to Allah (Glorified and Exalted is He!) during the inevitable Last Day! Come then, let us learn, practice and spread each Sunnah of Prophet [saw] until the news reaches even the Arsh (Throne) of Allah SWT, until He becomes immensely pleased and proud of His beloved's Ummah! So are you ready to make Sunnah your unique style?

Some incidents of laughter, some thoughts of tears, some quaint experiences and some deep musings of my life. I guess they speak about my crazy love for Him... Or maybe, just maybe, they reveal His beautiful love for me...?

Ever since she was born, men in her family gave her many reasons to hate her gender and Islam. So as soon as her mother returned to her lord she ran away from her family and Islam. But living in a foreign city with no one by her side is very difficult. In the process of running away from her identity she met a stranger, Allah's stranger.

"You're the never ending blue sky in my world." "Well then you're the green land completing me." Life was crude, a path of potholes and smooth roads. It never stayed stable and neither did Zoya Hayat Malik's. Ever since her high school years, she was impeccably drawn towards cardiac studies. After all, cardiologists took care of the heart, an organ too complex to ever fully comprehend. Entering the top medical university in a small town, she dreamt of saving a heart. On the other spectrum of the town lived a passionate architect. His prayers involved more gratitude than requests but there was an unattainable absence deep within his heart. They yearned for the best until fate bind them together. He met the girl who wanted to save hearts. The very first heart she ever saved was his. Whenever he crossed paths with her, the desire to hold onto her starved him. She kept enchanting him. They wanted to walk together until they reached Jannah, until it was only Him & His Muslimah. -HIM AND HIS MUSLIMAH-

What Umaymah was trying to do was make the bad boy good again. Free from crimes, his bad habits and come back to his religion. Things however, only gets complicated when you add in a marriage, a child and a blow from the past - all of which will either reach the pair a lesson or ensure that they lose everything they've worked for. Second book in the 'My Choice' series ❤️ Cover credits to @Cloudland

{ENTRY FOR COMPETITION BY @WaVeSSS. Please read the entire author's note BEFORE reading the story, it's very important. I apologise for the sloppy writing in advance.} Mardiyyah A young woman who is a bubbly introvert with a beautiful streak of crazy. She won't stop at anything to see her husband smile. Dihya A young man who loves his wife more than life itself and will do anything to make her happy. _____________________ Mardiyyah and Dihya are a young couple who are 100% in love and happy. With Allah in their lives, how could they not be? But Allah tests those whom He loves, right? Two months into their marriage, Mardiyyah is diagnosed with lung cancer. She feels terrible for herself, but more for her husband because Dihya is crushed, the wounds from his father's sudden death still fresh. Mardiyyah feels responsible for Dihya's horrible state, and even though he tries to act strong for her, she knows that he isn't okay at all. This story follows the struggles, tears, smiles, hugs, punches, pain and love of the young couple as they try to come to terms with their situation. Their inspiration is that their Lord has promised that surely after difficulty comes ease. Sometimes, though, we face difficulties in the dunya, and ease is in the Aakhirah... Will this be the case with them? |Khawlah|

Editing! Cover done by: GollGappay 🥇First place in the 2018 Rahma Awards. Alhamdulillah.💖 °•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°• They say that you are upon the religion of your friends. Suhaib couldn't agree more with that statement, as he witnessed the horrific scene in front of him. He had been a complete fool; he had thought that he would be a good influence to his so-called friends, yet he had been unaware of the danger that lurked in the future. As the time had passed, he had realised that they were harmful, but never had a situation like this cross his mind; never had he thought that he would experience such a heart wrenching sight. The cold breeze swept past him, that caused the hairs on his nape to rise. The wind howled as if grieving along with him for the loss he experienced. The leaves rustled in the vicious storm. The clouds poured down their burdens, mourning along with him. He stared down at the horrific site. Her body was cold and lifeless, sprawled upon the floor, like a discarded piece of insignificant trash. His heart pounded wildly in his chest - the pain he experienced was so raw, he felt as if his very own heart had been torn out and trampled upon multiple times. He knew the image of her lifeless body and horrified face would forever be imprinted in his memory, and no matter how many years would pass, the pain would forever be embedded in his heart. He slumped down beside her cold body. Tears streaked his face, his vision blurred, his heart felt as if it was snatched out of his body; leaving him barren and hollow. He looked down upon her body that was stained in scarlet; her face had been mercilessly bruised and cut. The only girl he ever loved so dearly stared at him with lifeless, horror-struck eyes, drowning in a pool of her own blood.