{a wattpad featured story-- 6/29/18 -- 7/20/18} an HTBC book of the month for November 2018 cover by the talented ellis ( @rubyruins ) ❝the night has a thousand eyes, and the moon knows all your secrets.❞ --in which a young woman bravely defies the odds by regaling the sultan of her kingdom with stories spun of gold and gossamer and perfumed with roses, yet finds herself falling into the beast's claws because of it. (full summary inside) #TheCosmicAwards2019

She is a good Muslim girl. He is the former best friend that turned into the bad boy. What happens when Halal is mixed with Haram. Will she fix him? Or will he destroy her? In a society where racism and ignorance gets you on the top of the presidential campaign, She fights the bullying in high school, all while helping the bad boy change his ways. And no, she's not a terrorist.

Highest Ranking is 4th in Muslimah "where did you come from?" He says as they both stare at me. "Wallahi I don't know where I come from, the only thing I remember was waking up in the woods like this" why can't I remember anything else, the moment they heard me say that I heard them laugh. "You may be hot, but one thing I don't like and that is liars, get up we are taking you to the Leader" he says as he grabs hold of my shoulder and jolts me up. "I am not lying I can't seem to remember how I came here or who I even am" I try to give them my most sincere look so that they could believe me but all they did is forcefully tie my hands in front of me as they lead me to their leader. "Then what do you remember?" Although I could tell he didn't believe he still felt the need to asked. I couldn't answer his question straight away as I was trying to think of anything that I could remember. After a while of thinking I finally gained only one piece of knowledge that I hope is helpful. "That I'm a Muslim."

Book #2 of Her Fear. "Listen here you, I must have gone easy on you all those other times but I swear if you don't let me see my child, my own blood. I will make you regret the day you were born in to this world" I started to shout, looking around I saw that all the eyes were on me but I didn't care all I cared about was that child. "You think that you can take what I created? it was a piece of me that helped create her not Mansour" I spat out his name, I always hated this Mansour guy for taking Asma from me but now I hate him even more for taking my child. "trust me very soon Dunya will be in my arms..." once Asma heard me say that she didn't even let me finish my sentence. "No you will never lay your filthy hands on my daughter" I heard fear coming from the other side of the phone. " Just watch me" and just like that I hung up the phone on her.

"You know what, who ever you bloody are..." before she could carry on I told her that my name was in fact Yusuf and that she should have known that, since I was her husband. "Well Yusuf let me tell you something, you are nothing but a crazy obsessed stalker" she says as she tried to stay as far away from me as she possibly could while her body was held captive between me and the chair she was tied to. "If these actions of love that I show you is what you call obsession then so be it I'm Obsessed"

"Our love may have not started the way you wanted it, but it went the way Allah SWT wanted and Allah SWT's way is indeed the right way" Aladdin takes my hand and leads me further away from where the party was. "Ever since I laid eyes on you in the hospital I knew that I wanted you to be mine, I knew that the girl I've been praying for Allah, to send my way has finally come and knocked my door, that you were my queen" I stood their speechless as I stared at him. "My fear ever since we met was that you were going to leave me, before you even became mine, everything I did was to show my love to you, I know in your perspective it didn't look like that but I truly mean it I never wanted to lose you" a small giggle escaped my mouth as I started to remember some of the things he use to do. "I love you" he said the word I've been craving to hear all night, I opened my mouth to say it back for the first time but nothing came out. "I love you" he says again, then he waits for my reply but yet again as I opened my mouth nothing came out. "I love you my queen" he finally says as he turns me around to get a better look at my now extremely red face. I quickly looked down at the ground as a burst of confidence made its way into me causing me to say the one thing we were both waiting for. "I love you too my King."

Paras Abbas. A walking contradiction. A person harbouring the heart of a child but the brains of a grown-up. A girl with a will to listen to and help anyone she can with her words and action. (A girl addicted to chocolate, tea and books. A healthy addiction, of course.) And a teenager with a knack of getting involved. Ethan Hayworth. A breathing complication. A boy who just wants one stable point to tether his life to. A man hiding his wounds under the façade of a curt, blunt, and impudent brat. (A boy with anger, and trust issues. Nothing major, of course.) And a teenager with a knack of getting into trouble. When Paras moves to US to live with her father, joins a new high school and gets picked as the member of the school's support society( while raising her hand to fix her hijab pin), she's in deep with more on her plate than she ever bargained for. Throw Ethan in the mix and you get a beautiful disaster. An appealing, alluring, and winsome adversity. Chaos and serenity. Darkness and light. Earth and Sky. Storm and Silence. It is, indeed, beautiful. As.... after all, she's his hijabi anchor. Spiritual: #108 (13|09|2016)

#82 in spiritual on January 30' 2018 Zenith Amir Qureshi a Pakistani Muslim had everything in her life she asked for..Perfect Parents, 2 Bestfriends which are like sisters to her. But never take anything for granted. One incident change her life which was her loving mother death. After her mother death, she was completely broken. Being the only child of her parents. Her Father takes a decision to send her London to her Aunt Sadeeqa for further studies. Zenith is not a perfect Muslima but always tried to be become a good Muslim. So this is the story of a Pakistan-Hijabi girl and her journey to a new world which is completely opposite from where she belonged. Cover by @LuxRaven P.S= I hope you guys will enjoy her journeyy.. full of excitement,nervousness,strongness. And to find out about how deals with Mr.jerk, you have to read the book Obviously xx P.S.S= Being Muslim & Pakistani Doesnot mean we spread terriorism.. just like other religion..Islam Spread peace.. and the terriorists don't have any religion atleast in my dictionary.

A 20 year old girl named Alisha Zaffar, lived a great life... but after her break up with a guy named Zayn Ahmed. She always became sad and depressed. Until he returns and captures her heart one more time... and changes her life. Completely.

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