No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

Meet Xavier, our resident hero. He's just a kid, living in a house that everyone in the neighborhood calls "The Haunted House". Xavier wants to be a regular, Muslim child, but a few things stand in his way: His family isn't Muslim, and they'll do anything to keep him from becoming one. Also, he feels he isn't welcome in the mosques, seminars, and other places of worship. The last thing? Nobody in his neighborhood actually knows he exists...

As if being kidnapped from a poverty-stricken town in the Middle East was not horrifying enough, Hayat Ishfaq, a 21 year-old American Muslim, is forced to watch the slow beheadings of her own students. But, those are the least of her worries. ~A Wattpad Featured Story~

And as she stared at the items laid before her-a book, few pictures and a gold chain passed through her mother's ring-she found herself facing a dilemma. She wondered if she should mourn over what she had lost or if she should smile at how perfect her little family looked in those pictures. She was angry, enraged even, at how her life had turned out. Who would've thought that all these years she had been living a lie. All that she considered to be true had turned out to be false. Was that not enough of a reason for a person to lose all the trust they had in this world and its people? Or had she trusted the wrong entities all along? And had she trusted and believed with conviction in Him and only Him, the most Beneficent and the Most Merciful, maybe things would've turned out different than how they were now. At least, she wouldn't feel like her world had turned upside down, making her float in thin air with nothing there to act as a support for her. She wondered if she deserved all that life was throwing at her,. Couldn't it have been someone else in her place? Why did all this, had to happen to her? If only, for the sake of her sanity, someone had been there to tell her this, to reassure her; "...But they plan and Allah plans. And Allah is the best of planners." (8:30) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2014 A. R. Qureshi Cover Credits: @Zammurad

What's gravity? The force of attraction, the force of love. Sometimes it kills the hatred and distance between people. And sometimes, it brings two special people together. Can gravity bring two separate people - Safa and Omar - who have never heard of each other, never talked to each other AND come from two different sides of the world - together? All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2014 BritishHolic Spiritual #1 - 2/22/15

After her mother and late father, Eileen Belinda Fowler trusted her instinct the most. She had depended on instinct all her life. It was instinct that made her slap her classmate Danny Johnson when he stole her lunch. When she was stuck in a school fire in the second grade, it was her instinct that told her to trust the man offering her a hand, even though she was told not to trust strangers. Instinct was what had her rip the love letter Danny Johnson had given to her, when she was eight, before even reading it. She kicked her stepfather in the shin when he married her mother, purely on the base of—you guessed it—instinct. Similarly, when she found herself trapped in her own house, it was instinct that led her to Danny Johnson’s doorstep. Similarly, becoming a Muslim was also something her instinct had told her to do. Yet, despite all her rash decisions in life, she had yet to experience regret. Oh well, there’s always a first time for everything, right?