~Sequel to Not Your Expected Hijabi~ Liam's gone. Ruki's moving on. And this author has a ton of comments, pleading for the story to carry on... So welcome to Not Your Expected Hijabi's sequel: Not Your Expected Bad Boy Where all the college drama is long gone and our characters have matured. It's been five years since the old college days and Rukshana and Liam still haven't met. Will they meet in the real world? A world that may seem all innocent and simple but in reality there's so much going on. And if they do, is there still any love? Will they even remember each other? There's so much going on and so little time... And this author is losing her mind! Okay, I'll stop with the rhyming! I can't help it! But seriously? What are you waiting for? Click the read button and start reading! Add it to your library and reading list! However, I do recommend you to read book one (Not Your Expected Hijabi) before proceeding with this. Happy reading!❤️ ~COMPLETED~ A/N: THIS BOOK IS CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING. It will be back on the shelves soon. Please follow me for updates and keep the book in your library. Instagram: rumaanah.r / r3hijabi Highest rank: #9 in spiritual #1 in Hijabi #21 in Muslimah #1 in convert #2 in islamiclovestory

COMPLETED ✔️✔️ Excerpt. *** "I won't bite. . .yet. . .I promise" He said with a teasing smirk. Walking in the rain didn't sound like a bad idea. Naima didn't want to sit in a car alone with him. As her luck was rare, the thunder clapped and she found herself racing into a practical stranger's car. That wasn't the plan. Naima looked at him weirdly. "Fine. . .but don't try anything funny." "You have my word. I won't try anything. . . funny, Habiba." She could have voiced her disapproval in his insistent need to call her Habiba. But there were much more bigger problems. *** Blurb. A bump in the high school hallway? Cliché. . .I know. But it did happen. And personally Naima hated clichés. She was clearly going to hate him too. But she didn't design life. No one did. And Tawfiq had a way of sneaking up into people's lives if he wanted. And he wanted to sneak into the one hijabi in his French class. Things start not to match up with what Naima knows and questions are raised. Everyone hides something from the world. . . Even stars hide behind clouds on a cloudy night. When the clouds move, will a beautiful starry night be seen or a dark sky with no stars? As the saying goes, Nothing is really truly hidden... Forget Disney and fairy tales. For this is a whole different tale. WARNING ‼️ ⚠️ You'll laugh with them. You'll cry with them. You'll hate some with a passion. You'll love some with the same passion. Started: September 2017. Ended: December 2018. Book 1 in The Secret Series

Meet Ayesha, the total twin troublemaker and an evil genius. Obviously she hates being girlish because that's what you get living with 3 elder brothers, playing soccer your entire life and having only one girl-best-friend by your side. But is she happy? Hell yeah! Join her adventurous life where she is obsessed with playing pranks on people almost every day, getting into trouble ALL THE TIME and naming her pets something no-one would name, like Rumplestiltskin! And then come the 4 jerks who she despites the most Aahil, who is a twin himself and Ayesha's neighbor Zayn, who is Aahil's cousin and the intimidating bad boy of the school Bilal, who is also Aahil's cousin and Ayesha's childhood bully Yazaan (Nop, he's not related to anyone) but he's a troublemaker himself Now what will happen when one of helps a very lost Ayesha and guides her through her life? Highest rankings #1 in Muslim story on 02/10/20 #1 in Halaal on 02/10/20 #10 in Islamic on 02/10/20 #13 in Spiritual on 02/10/20

"Wait.. am I seriously falling for her?" -Unknown •••• Hi, my name is Maya Cooper, you might know my dad, Harris Cooper. Who he is or what he does is not important right now. What is, is the fact that I'm doing my senior year at a new school. In Chicago. I'm a timid girl, afraid to speak up. But be aware.. take a step back when I do. Yes my father was unreligious when he married my mom. If he still is unreligious, you may ask? You'll have to find that out throughout the story. I barely have any family left. Dad's side doesn't want anything to do with us and we only have my uncle Saïd from my mother's side. I'm not complaining though, I've seen people turn on their own blood. Choose your own family.. •• Hi, I'm Max. I was born in an unstable home, 18 years ago. My mom was a drug addict. Emphasis on 'was'. She's not anymore, not since my father left. Sorry, stepfather. Yup I only found out recently that the guy who raised me, never was my real father. My mother lied to me for over 18 years. How I found out? I'll tell you that later. The important thing right now is confronting the jerk that left me with someone who could never be a real father figure. Someone who made sure I, like him, was destined for hell. Sigh. Let's began, shall we. •••• Nothing in this book may be copied or reproduced. All rights reserved. Loosen up and be open-minded. This book sometimes addresses religions, but it isn't meant to preach anything. Enjoy ♡

Copyright© "Leave me alone!" I said pushing at his chest so he would let me go. Every step I took back he took another closer towards me. "I knew I could crack your code" he smirked so accomplished with himself. "What do you want from me?" I asked my eyes narrowed at him as anger flooded within me. "One simple thing, only you can give me. I want you Madina, I want you to be mine" he whispered in my ear which caused shivers to run down my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut, repeating his words in my mind. I opened my eyes staring into his stormy ones. I put on the sweetest smile ever and said; "You wish asshole" With that I turned around to walk away. He grabbed my upper arm and slammed me against his rock hard chest. Damn is he secretly a tree? I asked myself, but snapped quickly back to reality. "Don't leave me" Bryson said in a broken voice, which caused me to furrow my eyebrows at him. "Why do you care if I do?!" I yelled which made me flinch at my own voice. "Because everyone leaves. I won't allow you to leave me. Not now, not ever Beads" -------- Who's the Hijabi's Best Mistake? Keep reading to find out! Islamic love story, BUT I want all to read doesn't matter your religion. All are welcome my loves ❤ !!UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY, OR EARLIER. USUALLY ONCE, OR TWICE A WEEK I UPDATE!! #5 In Spiritual May 1st, 2018! #1 In Hijab October 31st 2018! #1 In Hijabi January 11th, 2019! Current cover made by: @AllahIsMyBff