Labarin sarauniya Jidda,labarine akan wata baiwar Allah da aka zalinta,aka ha'inta inda take fafutukar kwato yancinta, da kuma daukar fansa,labari ne akan wata masaurauta dasuke rayuwa da munafukar mata mai yiwa masarautar zagwon kasa.... Labarin ya kunshi soyayya da sadaukarwa, nishadantarwa,ilantarwa makirci,hassada,wulakanci, dakuma darasi akan wash abubuwa dake gudana a rayuwannan ta yanxu...dama sauram wasu ababen....

"Did I get little Nafasa scared?" He teased, smirking at me. Did he just call me Nafasa? "It's Nafisa," I corrected him, crossing my arms. Garrett shrugged. "Same thing, same weird foreign names." My head snapped towards his direction, angrily, as my blood boiled. "Don't you dare make fun of my name!" I couldn't believe this guy. How could people like him? He was rude, and totally disrespectful! "Oh, I'm so scared!" Garrett mocked, rolling his eyes. I glared at him, turning my head away from him, so I could no longer see his handsome yet annoying face. *** Nafisa Khan is your ordinary Pakistani-Muslim girl. She gets good grades, prays 5 times a day, obeys her parents and stays out of trouble. Garrett Parks is the opposite. He is your average bad boy, who often finds himself in fights and parties. He drinks and switches from girl to girl in less than a week. What will happen when the two unexpectedly encounter each other's totally different lives?

[My stories do NOT represent Islam, they represent most Muslims nowadays] ~~~~ "So I can't be this close to you?" Brody softly asked, pretending he didn't know the rules of my religion. "THEN LEAVE", he added pointing towards the door. And that's when it hit me, it wasn't him who was holding me there.. it was my own body that was craving for his touch. "LEAVE!", Brody shouted. I was looking at him, not moving any part of my body. He grabbed my waist with both hands, pulled me closer to him until our bodies touched. "You have no idea how many times I've dreamt of this moment", Brody whispered. ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ She is; Kind Caring Intelligent Helpful And Muslim He is; A bully A jerk Annoying Cocky And is unsure about his believes He used to bully her, she used to hate him... But what will happen when they get paired up with eachother for their project? And will one of them develop feelings for one another? Read and find out. •Also, this story involves religions like Islam but that doesn't mean that the characters in this story are perfect.. We all make mistakes• And Allah (Subhana Wa'Tahala) is the best of planners. [Holy Quran 8:30] Highest ranking: #1 [multiple times]

Tasneem is a 17 years old girl with a good family, a best friend and a life considered as 'okay' and she is practically living her life, trying to get past the teenage years. But one day she hears that there would be a masquerade, and one of Tasneem's wishes in life was to experience and go to a masquerade. She knew it was haram, being the pious and practicing girl she was, but what happens when her best friend, who turns out to be a total different person than she assumed, drags her towards the party? What was the consequences? Was it worth it to listen to the devil, lie to her parents and then getting a photo of herself spread over the entire online world? Follow Tasneem on her own roller coaster through the hardest time of her life, when she gets home with only one shoe on.

In a religious, traditional and loving Muslim family, there lived a girl with loud and different opinions of her own. Unlike the other girls, Mahra believes in transforming her dreams into reality. She is the first independent woman in her 'Arab' family. For a young girl like herself, she goes through a lot of trouble to achieve what she wishes in her life and for her precious Job. Just when she thinks life's going on perfectly, steps in a man who ruins everything that she's built from all these years. Despite all the hatred she holds in her heart for him, somehow fate brings them both together. A beautiful tale of an unfulfilled love story, that is both enchanting and mesmerizing.

|• H i g h e s t R a n k i n g #1 in Spiritual •| They didn't agree on much. In fact, they didn't agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other every day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other. "I thought you said, I wasn't your type. What changed?" The guy is unbelievable. "Well, that was a year ago. People change," he whispers the last part. He leans closer to my face and his dark green eyes meet mine. "You're not like the others. You're different in a good way." "Too little, too late, and a little too wrong. You're my boss and I'm your maid, to be more specific, your Muslim Maid. So don't fool me, because to you, I'm just a game, Mr. James." With that, I walked away from him. James Madison is the boss, who has everything he wants. He is careless. He never apologizes for his mistakes. But his world changes When he meets his Muslim Maid. Jasmine Jamal is his maid. A Muslim. Her parents died a long time ago. She lives with her uncle. She has one brother who she cares about. She doesn't want to fall in love or believe any of that. All she wants, is to support her little brother, but her life becomes worse when she meets James, her boss.

She is at the top of her class. He is at the bottom. She is a good girl, who can be bad sometimes. He is a bad boy, who can be good sometimes. She desperately wants something. He has what she wants. Maryam Abdul agrees to tutor the infamous, egotistical Jock, Jesse Owens. So, he can stay on the soccer team and get into the college of his dreams. As they spend more time together, they forget about what happened between they and become great friends. Because, they understand each others troubled families and dark past. But, the unexpected happens and changes everything for Maryam and Jesse. Maryam gets a surprise guest at her doorstep, making her fears turn into a reality. Jesse uncovers the turth about his family's mutil-billion dollar company and leaves for good. Just as Jesse's and Maryam's feelings develop for one another, sometime has to come between them and tear it apart! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © COPYRIGHT CAMEL_DIEM 2015