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"No no nooo I wont accept this no I wont Yousaf Jaani you can't leave me!" "You just cant!" "Someone speak to me tell me he will be alright!" "Please please please Ya Allah don't take him away for me!" I cried on the hospital floor. "I won't be able to live with myself if he dies!" "I didn't even get a goodbye!" "Ya Allah I didn't even say goodbye!" I hysterically cried. My sister rushed to my side and said "Jannah Habibti everything will be alright stay strong!" she broke out into sobs we cried and cried it was as if my life had stopped that day it and the happy cheerful Jannah I was had died. 'I Loved him will love him always and forever he was my life and now my habibti is gone. I'm lost.' How would Jannah cope? What would happen if her family looked at new proposals? How would she live with the "guilt?" Who would save Jannah from the dark hole she had went into? Who would bring back the laughing happy and beautiful Jannah back? He came battling his own demons and was ready to battle mine too. To love me and never let go a " new beginning" a "Fresh start." as my family said "We just want your happiness our beautiful Jannat back. Just look at his picture he is from a great family." He had his story I had mine. He had one mission one goal and once his mind was set to it he wouldn't let go Jannah was his goal his mission. His name was NOAH.

She knew she was not perfect. He knew he wanted some one perfect. She knew she had committed a lot of sins. He always tried not to get influenced by shaitan. He prayed all the obligatory prayers . She never actual prayed always pretended. She was a muslimah by name. He was Muslim by heart. So, this will be the story of Aaisha and Zain. This will be the story of Muslimah by name will change to a Muslimah by heart.

Loving a military man is not hard. The distances are hard. The worry is hard. The sacrifices are hard. But loving him...that's the easiest thing I've ever done. -anonymous A military love story of a girl, Amna, whose parents made her fear love. Not as mom and dad, but they failed as parents for her. She's afraid that just like her parents, hearts change causing nothing but hurt. Yes, she's an anti-love, who wants love but is scared of it. So what happens when she gets married to a military man, Hamza, and falls in love with him? Will they together be able to overcome her fear of changing hearts? Would she be able to support him throughout his life and would he be able to make her change her prejudice about love? Read to find out. A Military Lovestory. Warning - Slightly mature content.

Highest rank: #1 in Teen Fiction Cover designed by @shatteringsoul14 **************************** Badr AbdulQadir is the prince of Cedochi, the largest gang in New Forest. He's more familiar with guns and blades then he is with pens and paper. He doesn't care for islam, the devil is his ally. Little does he know his life is about to be flipped around at the arrival of sweet Laila Mohammed who finds herself caught up in the deadly games of the underworld. Is it possible for a boy brought up with darkness to fall for a girl who emanates light, and vice versa? And in the race against time is there even a question of such a trivial thing as love? All rights reserved. This book is subject to copyright.

He knew she wouldn't be the same sweetened person she was before, He loved the way she carried herself and the courage she wore, He disdained each being who left her heart-broken, And abhorred the person who wanted to tag her as taken, Little did that loon knew she was his sole obsession, Whom he vowed to rejuvenate the wounds, despite it being her profession. She needed him in her most difficult of times, Like a therapy, he would blow away the evil and whisper all the rhymes, She had excelled in every achievable aspect they thought she could, Marked her imprint in each possible thing thought she would, The one who was hell-bent to make her reciprocate had also wanted to claim, However, what he didn't know was, she had loved like him all the same. Yet, life never favoured everyone for everything they craved to have! A Story of Tragedy, Obsession & Longing Happiness!

She was in love with words she'd never spoken, places she'd never explored, people she'd never met, and a world that didn't exist. Yet, she didn't believe the truth he vocalized like lies. He despised every syllable she uttered, every place she marked with her soft steps, the people she tainted with her pure voice, and the world she imagined. Yet, he didn't know the secrets she hid behind her mesmerizing eyes. ****** The purest of hearts have endured the most pain. The kindest of souls have been wounded the greatest. The biggest of smiles have quivered the hardest. The quietest of eyes have cried the heaviest of tears. || A Wattpad Featured Story as of May 17th, 2018 ||

#7 in spiritual as on 4 January 2016 Marjaan Ahmed and Amjad Navas where destined to be husband and wife. Will love blossom between this couple or does fate has something else in store for them? Will they pass Allah's test Or will they fail tragically. . Will it be a happily ever after or a marriage of thorns Only time will tell

Havoc ensues when young soft-hearted belle, Inayah, is forced by her step-mother to marry a wealthy widower she has never met and then plied to surrender her dowry to her stepsister. In a land where death is preferable to dishonour, Inayah must fight to save her reputation while her past, her first love, Hadi, returns to haunt her. The pandemonium in her heart intensifies as Inayah learns of her husband, Zul-Qar-Nayn Mohsin's, scandal but finds herself torn melting under his impassioned sandy-eyed gaze. A story of betrayal, revenge, blackmail and dishonour. Will angry and jealous Hadi dishonour Inayah? Will Inayah's fight to save her honour prove fatal? Will Zul-Qar-Nayn Mohsin learn of her secretive past and retaliate? Read and fall in love. ______________________________________________________________

Saffah bint Shuneal was engaged to a lying cheating jerk named Sirhan Zacharia, when she found him with her cousin. The deal was off! After two years, her parents seemed to be hell bent on getting her married at the age of 19 years old! That's when she met Rohail. Will he be able to woe her? Or Will the ex-fiance change her mind and manage to get her back? Just when they thought that it's complicated as it is, they were then thrown back into the past! And not just "a past" but "THE PAST", they soon discovered that love isn't done yet in twisting their already twisted faith, now they had to work together to get out of the Greek and Roman empire time! OH NO. *** This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are product's of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, organizations, or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2014 All rights reserved © No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. This is not for the faint-hearted. This story contains foul language, unsuitable scenes, violence for young audiences (Age 13 and below) so if you can't stomach this, then please I suggest for you to go look for another story. But if not, and this wouldn't scar your innocence and outlook in life (yeah right) and conflict with your prayers, then go on. You have been warned. "Please don't bash, everything happens for a reason. So if you have any concerns just PM me. Shukran."

Rania and Maaz. Two people who can't even stand in the same room without bickering every two seconds. But what happens when one mistake leads to both of them on an insane journey across Australia in hopes of going back home or to the destination they were supposed to be at. When more than a few complications occur the real journey just begins full of unthinkable solutions, humour and maybe a tad bit of romance. Caution: Book contains its own level of haramness and a bit of lolling and swooning ;D #thebigmuslimwriterscontest2016

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||