First Place winner in Hidden Gems Awards First Place Winner in Wattys Writing First Place Winner in Sanguine Awards "This should be published" mesmerizing love "An invaluable, compassionate and spiritual harvest of redemptive insights that will both excite and Challenge the reader. It is not only written skillfully but with a rare mix of loving attention, humor, practical wisdom and reality of life. It is a gem to be treasured" -Teddydock "You remind of Charles Dickens " -LilyJames165 "The script and flower beyond amazing. This book is different from all the others books I've read" -AMFawaz "You have spun such beautiful. characters " -Lazzah "You have a way with your words" -Witch_red PROLOGUE A morbid journey lands Falaq in a foreign Manor 'Dar-Al-Maqamah' where she finds her destiny amidst the mysterious walls. The house has only men. Mysterious arrogant Men. Men like a mountain,speech-likee steel with their backs straight and mannerisms hailing from the best of knowledge. Indulge in elegance. A story of falling hearts and weeping stones enduring the reason to live. Come fall in Love....... (Please give it a read to taste the flavors of this twisted tale. Please leave some feedback, I'd really appreciate. Copyright material. All work is originally adapted into words by @twistedapology Thank You. God bless)

|| HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN HIJABI ON 19/10/2019 || || HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN ISLAM ON 17/11/2019 || || HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN SPIRITUAL ON 7/12/2019 || || HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN SAHARA ON 7/12/2019 || || HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN MUSLIM ON 28/12/2019 || My name is Sahara, like the desert, middle name Lydia. I'm an ordinary and simple 18 years old Muslim girl who is very proud of my religion, came from a family of three. I work at a cafe downtown to help my mother in supporting our lives while my sister, Jameela is a wild and rebellious teenager who has the point of giving up on life after our father left us a few years ago. His name is Hunter Gerard. He is the gang leader, the mafia, the bully and the jerk. Everyone respects him and he got nothing to lose. He has nothing to care or love for. He never loved anyone or anything in his entire life. He has a dangerous bad boy look and piercing eyes that can kill. The dragon tattoo was tattooed on his neck as a signature of his top feared gang called 'The Red Dragon'. He is cold, dangerous, tall, muscular and strong. His undisputed good looks and perfect build can make every single girl that walks past him melt like popsicle on the Fourth of July but one... I'm not the type of girl that will fall easily under his dirty spell. We encountered, we fought, we hated and insulted each other like cats and dogs during the first few meetings. Not long after, things begin to change when he started showing interest in me. Are you kidding me? The cold and heartless gang leader would fall for a hijabi like me? That's just madness!? What could possibly happen when a beautiful and decent young Muslim girl encounters a hunky, tattooed gang leader of the town? Their meeting takes a wrong turn when her fists landed on his face on that one unforgettable night. Will they make amends? Are they destined to be enemies or to end up together? Read my piece of work here and find out! || STARTED - 11th OCTOBER 2019 ( ON GOING ) ||

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

After losing the most important person in her life, Kehara is now moving to a different country to live with her father and Brother to start a new life. Life full of strangers. Aman has everything. Loving family, Caring friends, a perfect career plan. His life is perfect. At least that's what people think. Where on one hand Kehara Thinks love always hurts, Aman thinks Love is the most beautiful feeling in the world. The only thing common in them is the thought of not falling in love for the next five to six years. But love and emotions aren't in our hands to control. What will happen when they meet? Will they fall in love? Will Kehara give a chance to love? Will Aman accept his love for his best friend's sister? read New Girl In The City to know. 1st book in the series.

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

WINNER OF READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 (Historical Fiction) Stone hearts. Silver to gold. And the fierce need to prove oneself. [THIS STORY IS PENDING MAJOR EDITS TO CHARACTERS AND PLOTS]. Sequel: Silver Skies Highest ranks: #1 in Arabia || #3 in History || #51 in Assassin || #90 in Spiritual

#28 in spiritual (14 April 2018) Kaif Yazir A 29 year old millionaire who handles his dad's business. He is handsome but is arrogant,rude,egoistic, has a kind heart which he doesn't show to world. He is heartless and cold hearted for the world. Mahira Zubair A 26 year old who is a Cardiologist (a heart doctor). Is really kind hearted has her own way to deal with the world. She is sweet,adorable,intelligent and beautiful but she is hell of a stubborn person if she wants some one to agree with her she will make them agree. So what happens when their world crash together with his Ego and her stubbornness? Will she make him agree on everything she wants or will he boss her around, if you want to know then read ; ) This is my first book so please give it a try and let me know what you guys think hope you guys find it interesting. Cover by: @HijabiQueen74

He wanted to hate her, to shred her faith viciously before he lost himself in her eyes again. * * * * Amira had a dysfunctional family, an older brother who was far from the ideal and parents constantly on his case. The stakes are raised high for Amira in her senior year. She has her whole life planned out, eagerly waiting for her future husband, but that all changes when a certain green-eyed boy comes to town. A boy who hates her entire existence for one reason only; she's a Muslim. Thrown into a whirlwind of emotions and a fantasy that could never be, Amira is stuck between right and wrong, her boundaries crashing down. One thing was for certain, senior year was going to be a hell of a ride even for a diamond in Islam. (Book One in the American Muslimah Trilogy, but can be read as a stand alone) •Cover by @IamSumayya• [Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual] WARNING: Last few chapters are removed for publishing. Book is published and available on Amazon :D

"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