***BOOK BEING REWRITTEN OFFLINE Nadia Hakim has been navigating through her teen years alone and unbothered. Faced with unreasonable friends and teachers, and as the icing on the cake, a bully spreading false rumors about her across the school halls, nothing since then has changed for the better. Until the real chaos arise when a stranger to Nadia, a friend of her sister, shows up unexpectedly to stay under their roof after being threatened by an old, spiteful friend. While Nadia tries to link the missing dots, her well known bully, Andrew Preston, doesn't hold back his obvious grudge towards her. So what happens when he's the second unexpected person to end up on her doorstep needing her help? ⚠️ DISCLAIMERS: - Contains physical and substance abuse. - Profanity (will get fixed after book completion). - Slow-paced. - Intense. - Written way many years ago (plot holes included; which will also be fixed) highest ranks: #1 in Religion, Muslim, & hijab #38 in teens & teenagers

"Excuse me, watch out where you are going " Mahira said a little irritated. "Excused, am lil hurry" Saadan said hurriedly without turning. "But that doesn't give you a reason for someone's loss" Mahira said while eyeing her food lying on the ground. "Fine I can pay for your loss if that's what you desperately needed" Saadan said turning to face her while taking out his wallet but got awestruck by the beauty standing in front of him. "Ohh please don't go all-I-am- rich-and-can-pay- for-it, on me. The point here is you to realise your mistake not to show off your wealth" Mahira was going on saying angrily. But he wasn't even concentrating on a single word but was drowned into the green orbs of the beauty. He suddenly came out of his trance when his mobile phone again started ringing reminding why he was hurry in the first place. He answered it and the call saying "oh hold on, am on my way". And passed the money on the counter indicating for the payment of loss. "By the way, you can be a good speaker" Saadan said winking at her while her eyes widened and she started fuming. 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 While Mahira was going towards the garden of the the villa she suddenly bumped into someone. "Excuse me, watch out where you are going" Mahira said a little irritated. Excused, am lil hurry" Mahira heard him saying "But that doesn't give you a reason for someone's loss" Mahira said fuming "Fine I can pay for you, if that's what you desparately needed" He blurted out while turning to face her. Mahira froze on her place when she heard the familiar words and similar voice. And then the face which was a reason for her happiness and cause of nightmares came in her view. Suddenly she came out of her shock and her eyes pooled up with tears looking at him as there was no hope of him coming back. Note: Extended description inside. So dnt wait and click that read icon

• Twice Wattpad Featured • #1 in Spiritual • The moon hid behind the clouds, the wind refused to blow and the mountains trembled at the sight in front of them. Fates were being erased, rewritten and joined. Destiny was being decided and souls were being interlocked. Fariya Ali Sikandar. A heartbreakingly beautiful woman with an even beautiful heart. Omer Ahmad Lashari. A breathtakingly handsome man with a stone in place of a heart. In a Muslim family in Pakistan, Fariya is a girl with heart as big as an ocean. She has dreams and aspirations. What happens when a man comes out of nowhere and crushes her dreams with his cold words and dark eyes? Will love ever bloom between the two or will they always remain as distant as the sun and the moon? A beautiful and alluring tale of a love which sets your life on fire and quench the flames simultaneously. Cover Credits: hershey-z

"The end of your world?" Her eyes flooded with doubts. "The day when I stop loving you", his fingers trembled in her hand, "and the day is already here", tightly pressing his eyelids he said, "I cannot love you, Sataish". Where is the question of love between a young girl and a devilishly handsome young psychiatrist who is combating with a strange phobia? He is everything that a girl desires for. He is intelligent. He can read her eyes that but cannot love her despite knowing that he would die otherwise. The story based on a strange phobia: The fear of falling in love Join the journey of Sataish and Irtiza to unveil the real journey of love, fear and love!

It is just a love story with mixed emotions, some ups and downs of life which was overcome at last. A long journey of relationship fulfilment and duties. Love, a small word containing so much meaning. Let's see where LOVE takes us in this story!

"Mum, you can't leave me... how could you?" A gasp escaped her lips. Her mother had been the only one by her side-and now she was gone too. There was nothing she could do. It was destiny, written by the Almighty Allah. Now, she was all alone. No one to support her. No one to care. No one to gently caress her soul. The one person she thought would care-Zidan Sheikh-was nowhere to be found. She was left by herself in her vast, empty mansion. Zoha Siddiqui, 22, single-one of the youngest owners of a top-ranking business. Life had left her bitter. A natural introvert, she let very few people in. Only Aunt Farah, her mother's best friend, made efforts to stay in touch-always checking in on her friend's daughter. And whenever depression gripped her heart, her mother's words would echo back, like a healing balm: "Have faith in Allah, for He is the best of planners." ⸻ On the other hand... Syed Amaan-one of the biggest names in the business world-had everything a person could wish for. Yet beneath the success, he carried a gentle, caring heart. He understood what it meant to have true faith in Allah. But then again-no one is perfect. "Amaan, I want you to marry," his mother said softly, stroking his hair. "You're a grown man now-and your deen remains incomplete. A spouse completes half your faith." This time, she wasn't joking. And he knew it. He sighed, stood up, and replied: "Go on, Mom... maybe I'm ready now." ⸻ But what happens when someone wants Zoha-not for love, not for faith-but for all the wrong reasons? "I need you for one night," he said, sending shivers through her body. She felt sickened. Disgusted. Her faithful soul recoiled at the thought. A halal couple trying to protect their pure love from haram intentions. Their journey is more than just romance-it's about faith, resilience, and destiny. Note: This story isn't just for Muslims. Everyone is heartily welcome to read and connect with the soul of Amaan and Zoha's journey.

Arina Khan, a 20 years old Muslimah in her 2nd year of English literature, striving to become a better Muslimah,living in the Bustling New York City and the only daughter of the Khan household. For her, family is the top priority she can do anything for them even marry a guy she never met or have seen.She is the lucky or maybe not so lucky girl chosen to make Adam a better Muslim. Adam Zeewad, a 22 years old ruthless, arrogant and handsome Billionaire and one of the hottest businessman who have thousands of girls head over heels for him and the most eligible bachelor of New York City and not to forget a Muslim only by name. He loathes the idea of girls and marriages. What happens when both their world's collide and they are tied in the knot of marriage? Will Arina be able to break his walls and make him a better Muslim? Will it be possible for her to make her own husband fall in Love with her, the husband who treats her like dirt and always ignores her? Book cover by: @AuroraBorealis9 Hit read to find out!!!

''Marriage isn't easy especially when it's arranged and you hardly know the guy.'' 23-year-old Zara, a modest and virtuous Muslimah, has finally accepted a marriage proposal and is ready to share her life and love with her husband. But what happens when he is broody, stiff and ignores her most of the time? Is it possible to make her own husband fall in love with her or will Zara become a victim of unrequited love? #WATTYSWINNER2014

He was now striding purposefully towards her as she tried as much as she could to compose her self. She wasn't wrong. It was Umar. Umar the brashly arrogant, softhearted egoist she once loved intensely. Deep inside her, she knew she still does but she has to stop. HIS GORGEOUS MUSLIMAH is a story like no other. Read to find out how destiny played it part in the lives of Minal and Umar

(The official SPIN-OFF of UNKNOWINGLY HIS) "Why have you kidnapped me"?She asked, her lips wobbling,feeling like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. "Don't put it that way, please!" "Then how do you want me to put it, if this isn't kidnapping?!"She yelled at him, fuming in anger as she stood up from the bed. * "Ms.Mehek, please.."He called, taking long strides towards her. "Dont come near me!"She yelled and started throwing the things at him which were kept at the bed side table, while he dodged them easily. "Dont come near me, you make me disgusted with myself. You are a non-mehram." She pushed him with full force and he stumbled back. "Then get ready for the Nikah!"He said, calmly after a long moment of silence and dashed out of the room.