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"Jibreel..." Her voice whispered in abandon, his name. His heartbeat faltered. "My Rabb have surely created you just for me... Everything you do... Every move you make was designed to falter my heart and make me love you more!" He whispered back to her. She lightly laughed in his arms, sending vibrations to his heart. "I don't deserve you!" She looked up to meet his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and smirked. "Says who?" He demanded as he touched her forehead again. "My heart..." She whispered. "You heart have gone crazy in my love Ya Habibi! Dont believe a word it says!" He replied. She smiled sadly. A girl who has to rise from beneath the dirt to above the skies... A guy who has to fight the corruption that's engulfing his land... A destiny which is already been written and a faith that had the power to alter that destiny! Will they succeed or taste failure? Will their names shine? Or will the sands of time erase their names forever?? To find out more, go ahead?

Ameerah Abdullah, an enthusiastic young Muslim woman strives her utmost to represent the deen. Carefreely, she faces all antagonism, despair, betrayal, and love, with undeterred indifference, until she is threatened by a sudden impasse... Plagued with series after series of seemingly insurmountable plights, she faces a lure to succumb to the tempting whispers of darkness. She is about to learn that not all romance ends in a golden platter of "happy ever after", and that perhaps, she is just another side of an unbroken mirror. Question is - Will she find her inner Hayaa before she loses her imaan to complete oblivion? Jamaal Khalid is a man of great repute; successful, self-assured and humble. Taken aback by the turbulence that comes with an innocent first glance, and struggling with the price of not lowering his gaze, he is about to sail on a ship to reality check. Question is - is he prepared for the unpredictability of the tides? An Islamic fiction on love, marriage, betrayals, self-discovery and Ibaadat.

"Anee place your hand here" he said using his index finger to point to his chest and I slowly place my hand there feeling his heartbeat in fast motion.. A mixture of happiness and live with pure ever after. "What do you feel?" He asked "Your heart beating extremely fast" "That's my life with you inside" he smiles sending shivers down my spine. "Without me your heart will still be beating.." I challenge confuse. "But Ahmaad will be nothing but a walking dead. . ." *** *** This is not your predictable story. it's a long journey with Ahmaad and Haneesa as the lead, a journey of love and mushiness, it's spicy and hot and you won't know what will hit you. Keep the tissue close by. All rights reserved! Cover by: Hijabifemenist

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018

Hilwa Haroun, a spirited girl from a small town in Nigeria, relocates to the bustling city of Abuja, hoping for a fresh start and new opportunities. However, adapting to her new life proves to be a challenging journey filled with unexpected twists. As she navigates the fast-paced lifestyle and the complexities of a blended family with contrasting personalities, Hilwa struggles to find her place in a world that feels foreign. Just when she begins to settle in, a shocking revelation turns her life upside down, presenting her with a challenge she never anticipated. Faced with emotional turmoil, Hilwa must confront her fears. Will she be able to embrace the changes and accept this unexpected turn of events with an open heart, or will it push her further away from the life she longs to build? Join Hilwa on this exhilarating and poignant journey as she learns to balance love, family, and self-discovery in a city that promises both excitement and uncertainty. It's a bumpy, emotional and an exciting ride. BETWEEN TWO WORLDS. H I L W A. ~ H E L WA.

"Daada, Maama; Did I for once told you what I want? You've always chosen what to wear for me, what I should eat, where I should go, even the environment I should stay in. Isn't that enough for you to grant my only wish?. It's okay if you don't want to, I might have been a burden on you. I'm sorry," with that, she sprinted to her room, locked it and broke into tears, ignoring their knockings. * "I think I will let you to study abroad,but only under one condition; you have to get married; for I couldn't let you there all by yourself," Daada spoke haltingly, hoping she wouldn't agree, but her answer made his hope vanished. "It's okay, Daada, who's the guy? And have you started processing my admission?" She asked, a wide grin plastered on her face, not caring about the marriage thing, she thought it was all a threat. "It's Sadeeq, Alhaji Mustapha's son. But he studies in Qatar, that means you will also study there," Daada encapsulated, his face deviod of emotion. Ihsan looked up at Daada, and wanted to bellow out the words, but they came out as a whisper "Daada..you mean Sadeeq? He's just 19 years old. How would I marry him? Who will take care of who? Uhm Daada?" She slurred, tears rolling down her cheeks. "He is. And would take good care of your health. What's there in marrying him? Isn't he a man?" Daada inquired. "There is; it's just a one year gap between us. And he isn't a man in my eyes," she reprimanded and broke into tears. _____ What would happen to Ihsan? Would she agree on studying abroad? Fighting for her health, at the same time marrying the guy she looks down onto? As she would always avow "It'sjust a one year gap." It would be a hilarious roller coaster ride. Tag along. Your's always__AYSHATOU.

Jannah Uthman, a determined twenty-one-year-old, is on a relentless quest for justice for her deceased sister, a mission fueled by grief and the desire for retribution. As she delves deeper into the investigation, she crosses paths with Abdullah Abubakar Daggash, a brilliant state prosecutor known for his sharp intellect and unwavering commitment to the law. Abdullah, often referred to as "Sheikh," is drawn to Jannah's passion and resilience, and he becomes her unexpected ally in the fight for justice. However, as their professional relationship deepens, Jannah finds herself grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. The lines between vengeance and love blur, forcing her to confront her own motivations and desires. As they navigate a web of legal battles and personal turmoil, Jannah must decide whether to embrace the healing power of love or to succumb to her thirst for vengeance. With the stakes higher than ever, will she find the strength to let go of the past and choose a future with Abdullah, or will her pursuit of justice consume her entirely? CROSSROADS OF THE HEART

{Completed} Jawahir Malik Zayyad, the last thing she expected to happen to her is getting married. Especially when she has just finished high school and about to have as she thought, the best time of her live. All those dreams and desires were abruptly snatched away from her when her grandmother demands she gets married this instant. Then came in Aayan Abbas Abdullah, the last thing on his mind or agenda is getting married, he has no passion or interest whatsoever. Then all of a sudden his parents proposed the idea of him getting married to one of his dad's best friend's daughter. 'The ball is in your court' they said. He has the utmost desire to fulfill his Ammiey's wish, which is to get married, as he is the only son. Will they learn how to love each other? Or will darkness take over?! What happens when they each find out that there's more than what just meet the eyes between the two of them? Join me as I tell you the love story of Aayan and Jawahir!!! #JaYan❤✨🌹🔐 Rankings; #1 in arabs #1 in hausa #1 in wattpadbanters #2 in spiritual #2 in nigeria #3 in nigerian #3 in muslimlovestory #5 in muslim #8 in arrangedmarriage #8 in baking #21 in halal STARTED: 19th June 2018 COMPLETED: 27th February 2020 Copyright © 2018 Maimunatu I Bukar. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of Maimunatu I Bukar. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ©️ Maimunatu I Bukar

BROKEN HALVES||BOOK TWO OF DOWN HEARTED. If love is the disease, she knows he would be her cure. If love is the pain, she knows he would be her ease. If love is a monster, she knows he would be an angel. If love is a vampire, she knows he would be the magic that'll make her blood forbidden. But what happens if he's the one she loves? The one she's willing to give her heart and soul to? The one who makes her dumb and she losses her senses to? To her, he is the love clone she has read in books, seen in paintings, and the glow that comes with the moon. Could she call him Love? Because love gives nothing to her but pain. She loves him, because he makes their whole hearts turn into 'Broken Halves'. Follow me on this journey of pain, heartbreak and love. Book two of Down Hearted. Ayshatou.