In the name of Allah, the most gracious, the most merciful. With everything in life, there are enough ups and downs and turn arounds to give you serious nausea and when becoming a Hafizah....well it isn't an exception. Amatullah, a typical Middle Eastern/Asian (well I'm not sure how typical it is to find a half Arab and half Pakistani), has taken it upon herself to become a Hafizah (memoriser of the Quran). Just like all things in life, they definitely don't come without hard work and so hard work it becomes for Amatullah on this long and eventful journey. Alternating through perspectives, this book will truly give you an insight into the real perks of being a Hafiz Jizakallahukhayrun soo much to sister @Zammurad for the epic cover! May Allah swt bless her! In sha Allah update every Friday

Miracles are performed through unison of hearts and minds.

*Editing and Ongoing* The story evolves around two sisters, Sara and Fatima. How, Fatima's and her family's efforts help Sara heal her dying heart.

I wrote this just to make you people laugh so forget your worries for a while and smile! I will do my best to make you laugh by my jokes. Xxxx

But only the truest of them will fight for our freedom. True freedom. A short story about faith, love, and war. "Because that's who I am." --- [Based on a true story.] You can now BUY the print version of The Truest, which includes BOTH stories!

Just me and what I will be trying to do to become a better Muslim.(In shaa Allah!!)

a compilation of tidbits dedicated to our brothers and sisters in Palestine ❤

If you see this, I wrote it when I was 13... I am now 21... so... please don't read past the 1st chapter as it is very cringe. Check my other story Blinsided, I wouldn't say it is good, but it is definitely better than this crap. I am currently halfway through and will be posting a chapter every time I write a chapter. Thank You! Zahrah is a seventeen year old Muslim. As naive as she can get, she's about the nicest person at her school in her secluded miniature town. After painful years of being a child she shaped up to who she she is now, a fully covered independent...slightly crazy and loyal Muslim. Being an independent child and learning from her past to never plan your life out because you could pass away in a matter of seconds, she never thought about college or marriage until she is forced to set her mind on it. When trouble arises between her family and close friends she has to decide whether she should sacrifice herself for the benefit of others, by getting married to her childhood friend Zain Ahmad. Authors note: Hi :D Just to let you know... this is a Muslim story and it has the whole traditional background. That means that in your perspective not everything might seem perfect, but I'm doing my best not to put any false information out there. P.S. It is an arranged marriage story, but not really....You just have to read and see :)

Strength isn't by stealing others country and killing their people,strength is who throw and defend about his/her country Albeit with a stone. This is strength. Hey guys! My name Is Raghdah from Palestine. Sorry I might have some Spelling mistakes i'm not english. It's the first time i write a story so.... I need your votes to support me. Thank you. Everything in this story is copyrighted,plagiarism is punishable by law remember that. Copyright 2014-2015 Raghda Awad(Roreebo) All those ideas are mine,so please don't steal. This story is just on this website if you see it on any other website please let me know.

" I can't look at the stars they make me wonder where you are I won't look at the stars they'll hurt me, when you are so far " I said to myself. Her name is Andalus and she lives in San Francisco. Her star's name is Hilal and he lives in Sidney. She is a Muslim girl and she practices Islam in the right way, alhamdullilah, she said. But all of a sudden she discovers that she is sick and this sickness might lead her to death or to eternal suffer. On the other hand a proposal comes to her waiting for her answer, deep inside her heart she is afraid of sharing her suffering, afraid of being cut out in little stars.