"Silent Conversations" is a collection of poems and shayaris that explore the complexities of understanding and experiencing love. Through my words, I invite readers to join me on a journey of self-discovery and emotional exploration. Poems | Shayaris

This book is a sequel to Khalifa and cannot be read as a standalone. To avoid spoilers, description and excerpt are added inside the book. ✵ Started: May 2, 2022. Completed: December 3, 2022. ✵ cover by @xniftykayx

Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Historical Fiction. Winner of the 'Readers Choice Award' in Spiritual Category. Winner of Best Muslim Readers' Choice Awards: Prince of Knights _____________ Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also known for their bravery and leadership. Faris, son of Sheikh Mubarak a hard-hearted man known among his tribe. No man is brave enough to raise his voice in his presence. His mission was to demolish his enemy's tribe for annihilating one of his men. However, fate decided something new when blood feud was only resolved by his marriage to the daughter of his enemy. Raghad is just like any other Muslim girl, who wishes to marry the man of her dreams but she meets Faris the Knight with no heart. He only fears his Lord his maker and no one else. With no other option to resolve blood feud Raghad steps over her dreams to shield her tribe. Will Faris unbolt the gates of his heart for her? Read to find out what happens in this love story. Prince of Knights, based on a Bedouin lifestyle. FOLLOW TO READ!

What resonates at the core of my heart usually tends to find solace in the corners of my heart. Thus, presenting a peek to that corner.

Salma seemingly closed the chapter with Zayn once the court proceedings ended. However, fate had other plans. Or maybe it was prayers? Silent pleas whispered in the loneliness of the night by one heartbroken man. A storm of threats, bullets and a baseball bat, smashed whatever she knew of peace. A kidnapping attempt, or two . . . maybe it was three? Lies and Secrets. And many more murdering plots hit her like a tornado, forcing her back to square one with only one way out. Zayn. She could be with him till she was no longer held at a gunpoint, but was it fair that once she was free to breathe in peace, she would walk away and ruin his life? What would it cost to give him a chance? If she opens her heart to him, what would be lost? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ You better not be secretly leading me to my death, Alex! Barely had the though completed in her mind that she felt the barrel of a gun press into the back of her head. She froze in fright, her nails digging into the palm of her hands inside the pocket of her coat. "Make a move bitch, and they won't even find a body to bury," he warned. The levelness of his voice scarier than his threat. Salma gulped, too petrified to even breath. "Hands where I can see them!" He nudged her with the gun. Salma unclenched her fists inside her coat. "Now!" She felt the gun poking her head sharply. Slowly, she brought her trembling hands out, and held them above her head. "Turn around," he ordered. Salma swallowed her fear again. Her mouth felt dry. She had a feeling she did not have long to live. If she were to make it out of here alive, Agent Alex would have taken him out already. A dry, ragged sob raked through her body when she realized this. She was just a bait. And baits don't survive. At what felt like a snail's pace, she turned around to face her death. Salma's eyes zeroed on the barrel of the gun pointed at her.

Running away from the desert of life Hoping she could find something to make her feel alive But oblivious was she of plan of Divine That road to her paradise Required much harder desert to survive To reach the everlasting sunrise She had to experience a dark deadly night But was she the blossom that even in the harsh weather thrived or will wither away in her testing time ☘️☘️☘️

#1 in "Islamic romance" #1 in "spiritual romance" #1 in "convert" #4 in "personal secretary" #8 in "aggressively" #10 in "demanding" #12 in "highschool romance" #20 in "pakistani" #20 in "forbidden romance" #21 in "hijabi" #32 in "toxic relationship" #37 in "Christian" #39 in "religion" #73 in "madlove" He was dared to kiss her. So he did. She didn't need a dare to slap him. So she did. For stealing her first kiss and snatching all her dignity away. A slap fell like ton of bricks on his bruised ego that wanted nothing but REVENGE at such disrespect. Nobody ever dared to challange Hayden Burke. So what happens when a mere hijabi girl does that! He accepts the challange. He will make sure to turn her life into a living hell. She will make sure to put him back in his place. Hayden Burke wants revenge. Rosie Khan wants to make him pay. What's even worse is that they are supposed "siblings". None ready to tolerate such disrespect at the association. "Do you even know who I am?" he growled fixing her with his icy glare. A rebellious streak emerged inside her brown orbs, clashing against his gray ones,"All I know is that you bark like a mad dog!" Clouds shifted in those grey eyes disguising the underlying storm,"Sweetheart," he inched closer until he was hovering over her,"this mad dog is gonna make you his little bitch." What none of them realizes is how these entangled strings bring them closer than their own rebellious heartbeats, challenging their beliefs, religion and the entirety of their souls.