Childhood sweethearts. Sounds romantic and to an extent even poetic. Two people, forever together. Or are they? Firdaus and Aman have been in love with each other for as long as they can remember, but life doesn't always go as planned. When he goes abroad to achieve his dreams, he leaves behind more than just his home. He leaves his heart with the only girl he has ever loved. Years later when he comes back, life plays a cruel joke when he finds her spiralling down a road of drug abuse. Looking for answers, he unravels the truth behind what happened in the years that came between them. With that he vows to fix her, and gradually takes her under his wing. But can his love pull her out of the cavernous depths of darkness?

The sky was painted dark.Very Dark with no bright stars.A gush of wind swirled past us making me inhale softly.The large man besides me leaned against the iron railing.His eyes fixed ahead of us as if seeing something that I couldn't. A lone tear slid down my cheek as I brushed it off rather harshly.Finding my voice I spoke softly remembering a distinct and beautiful memory, "After you left I once asked Mama when you would come back.She stayed silent for a minute and then she answered that when you'll miss me you'll be back" Another tear rolled down my cheek and this time I didn't brush it.My light brown eyes stared at his handsome face, seeing him look down at this hands.His face constricting into something I could not decipher. "And I was a fool to believe her that day because now I know I was the only one waiting. " My words were bitter but I whispered softly. Turning around I left leaving the man to his own thoughts. I loved and now I've lost myself in the lands of love. ... From a very young age Shahwar Nawaz Khan has heard only one name.Her groom's name.Salah Khan's name.And since then she has loved him unconditionally.But not all golden dreams come true. Little did Shahwar know that when her world will collide with the one she has loved, her life will turn upside down.Fighting a battle with fire in which she herself had to burn. A story that will take you to a roller coaster ride of emotions and to the land of love.So get ready with a box of tissue papers. Spiritual# 8 -29th Sep 2020 Spiritual# 4 -27th Sep 2020 Spiritual# 5- 4th Oct 2020 Spiritual# 6- 5th Oct 2020 Spiritual# 5- 29th Nov 2020 Spiritual# 2- 30th Nov 2020

Bismillah Rabbi zidnee Ilman "My Lord! Increase me in my knowledge" Assalamu alaykum warehmatullaahiwabatakatuhu everyone. The best prayer after obligatory prayers is the night prayer. Allah descends to the lowest portion of the heaven in the last third of the night, and asks if there is anyone supplicating, so that He may respond to this supplication, and if there is anyone is asking for something so that He may grant it to him, and if there is anyone seeking forgiveness so that He may forgive him. So,.What is Tahajjud ? What is the time to offer Tahajjud? Tips for Tahajjud! How many numbers of Rak'ah/units of salaah to be offered? What is Qiyaam-ul-Layl ? What's different between Tahajjud and Qiyaam-ul-Layl ? And many more things you get to know from this book. in shaa Allah Note: This Book Has Changed Categories (Unfortunately) Due To The Wattpad Guidelines.

Bismillah Rabbi zidnee Ilman "My Lord! Increase me in my knowledge" Assalamualikum everyone I'm going to write some Islamic short stories these stories always inspired me to move on and more important is that, these stories helps me to get closer to Allah(SWT), whenever I'm feeling low or something like that. And most important how blessed we are that Allah has given us every thing and yet we are not thankful to Him. hope these stories will help u too, to get closer Allah. They are all short stories but have lots of meaning, that bring tears to my eyes. Reading this book can change your life, if you act upon the meanings. I hope you learn a lot. Cover: Minihalloves

Highest rank #10 in spiritual "Take me home, please-" She requested him in a broken voice. Haani paused to look in her direction for a moment but she refused to meet his gaze. Nodding more to himself, he understood at once what she meant by home. Walking towards her side of the car he opened the door for her. Without a word she got out and started walking towards the house before Haani could clasp his large hand around her arm to stop her. She abrupty stopped and turned around to face him. Her face as blank as a stone sculpture yet to carve. "It's not safe here." He informed her with genuine concern. "Then where is it safe? With you?" ...... Famous artist Haani Fateen knows that nothing comes for free, you always have to set a bait to catch your fish. So, when he finds the source of inspiration to his art, he sets his game. Sanari Abdul knows one thing, men are enslaved to their desires. So, when she finds herself trapped in his games, she can't escape anymore.

| IBRAHIM BOOK II | "I am willing to give my everything to you, if you agree to be mine forever" ---- He looked Italian He dressed brands He spoke billionaire language He ran an entire empire with the tip of his fingers He drove luxurious cars He traveled to exotic places He had all he ever wanted all except her She was his best friends' sister She was the girl he loved She was the one who had her head held high She was the one who could not be loved She was the one who cannot love and she was out of reach from him sparks, fireworks and mid season flowers and leaves, all fly about as the two meet, the twisted love story of. "The Billionaire And The Hijabi" => Highest Ranking: #2 on Spiritual Hotlist (15/02/16) copyright scopian_16 2016

Muhammad Al Muqit Is My Favorite Arabic Nasheed Artist Alhamdulillah! ALLAH Has Blessed Him With An Beautiful Voice Maa Shaa ALLAH! In Shaa ALLAH This Book Will Contain The English Translation To His Nasheeds! I Decided To Write This Book Because I Fell In Love With The Meaning Of His Nasheeds! In Shaa ALLAH I Will Put Up The Nasheed With Each Part! Hope You All Enjoy :D

Maya Ali, sister of the famous Fawad Ali, was a sociable, gregarious, friendly, amiable, funny, sarcastic, bold, and lively, carefree girl who loved to take selfies. It took one incident to change her. One incident changed her entire life. One incident and her entire world came crumbling down. One incident to turn her into a depressed girl. She had a loving family, a profession she was so passionate about, a flamboyant personality that attracted everyone, the innocence that some people took for granted. She lost that all. She was empty handed. No one was prepared to listen to her. In fact she had no one to talk to. Until he came and rescued her from the mess she had created around herself. Zayan Ahmed who disliked Maya to no end came as the knight in shining armour and saved her. Will Zayan be able to get over his past and give Maya a chance? Was Zayan the one for her? Or will that one incident completely destroy her and finally make her give up hope on life itself? To find out more read "Of Broken Hearts and Tears." Cover by @ItsFirstMalaika If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/Sapphires01. Thank you

"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