Hanan Shafiq is a normal 22-year-old obsessed with fashion. She was unaffected by the craze of internationally famous Muhsin Khaleed. No, she didn't have time for fangirling, since she had been waiting on her childhood first love to come back for her after 17 years. Just when she thinks life is going on perfectly, steps in a man who ruins everything she had built over all these years. And the most thrilling part of the story is the fact that the man was none other but the globally celebrated Muhsin Khaleed.

He looked at me with so much adoration in his eyes that made my stomach do double flips and my heart just melted. "I will shield you from all the harm in this world. I will make sure everyone accepts the shade of your skin and your brunette hair. You will never ever feel like you don't belong here anymore. You deserve to be happy like every princess. And you will forever be happy. I promise you this. " The tears were swimming at the brim of my eyes gently cascaded down my face just as he finished his sentence. I trusted him. I knew he meant it. And for the first time in my life,I was glad I was married to this man.

#1 in spiritual in 16/6/2019 Previously known as " My very own hijabi" Two young people finding shelter within each other from the world and its evils Jannah Mohamed is not your typical hijabi, she is an introvert, her traumatic past has turned her into the person she is today. Her senior year was supposed to be a regular year if it wasn't for a stupid bet. James Wayne is your typical filthy rich popular bully whose money and extreme good looks help him get away with everything he does. Jannah will teach him that he can't get everything he wants. What happens when two worlds collide?! Teaser " Because....because you like me, I know that you like me, but you are trying to suffocate your feelings, you are trying to bury them under the mountain of disappointments you have in your life, you are acting like you don't care, but you do care, very much actually, more than I can imagine, more than anybody can imagine, that's why you always try your best to hide it very Well, I know you care because I can see the spontanous smile that is drawn on your face once you see me, the luster in your eyes When you see me, I know this because I see myself in them, and this is the only reflection of myself that I like, that I love " he said, as tears kept playing at the corners of his eyes. I was speechless, my mind has betrayed me, I just stood there starring at him as he ran away, I couldn't even ask him to stop or come back for me, he just ran away, like a prey from a predator, and I felt guilty about it, he was my victim. High ranks: reached #12 in highschool in 12/6/2019 out of 219k #4 in nerd out of 29k #1 in spiritual in 16/6/2019 Not Cliche I promise👌, crowded with Plot twists, joyful moments and heartbreaks. You will laugh, cry and fall in love with the characters. Ps: It's a fictional story, don't take inspirations from it. Real love comes with marriage 👍. It's a story for all religions, races, and countries. You are all welcome.

Laila Kamill Kabir is my name and this is my story.

We all want our own 'happily ever after' and I was no different. I aspired to be like Khadija (ra), the wife of prophet Muhammad (saw) strong, faithful and caring for her husband. I wanted to be his everything, his rock, his shoulder to lean on and his best friend. I wanted someone who would complete my deen, love me unconditionally and care for me but up until then the only romance in my life would had to have been my relationship with ice cream. I wanted a love story that would move people to tears, that would be passionate and extraordinary. And boy did I get one...

Two guys love her The whole school respect her Struggles lays everywhere on her road. Mariam and Isabelle, two different girls with differents paths comes across each other. Suddenly life is not peace and love as it was , but full of choices and struggles for both of them. As they try as hard as possible, forgotten pasts comes up to the surface again and Mariam find herself between a choice of two guys who were prepared to do anything they had to just to get her. And what's happening with Isabelle? But what happens when a twist comes out of nowhere? Follow these different girls on a journey of their life with difficult choices and struggles (This bookie is for everyone! *beams happily*)

"Why the hell would I want to marry you?!"I snapped "Well I don't wanna marry you either! but we don't have much of a choice now do we?"he spat,his jaw clenched When Abba tells you you're getting married to that cousin you never really liked, but you don't have a choice. And " I never wanted to marry you" turns to "I'm so lucky to have you"

Houssam Shaykh is living the dream. He is a big sought after basketball star who has his pick of teams, is recognized wherever he goes, makes millions per game, and gets to play his favorite sport for a living. He is even being called the 'Muslim Michael Jordan'. But he has a void that he can't seem to fill, no matter how many screaming fans chant his name. When he goes back home after a long season and decides to throw himself into volunteer work, will he find a shot at finding what he's seeking? Hana Ismail sees life through the lens of her camera. She loves to create memories for others to hold dear, but often wishes that she gets to experience them for herself. When she gets chosen to start a Masjid newspaper, and ends up doing a profile on none other than their very own celebrity, will she have a shot at her own happiness?

{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*