This is who I am
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This story is simply a description of what my life is, what i go through, what i learn and how i feel. These random thoughts and messy stories; are all something that i think should give help, deliver hope and deep vibes, and change your outlook to life. You can consider it as my diaries. Hope you find yourself within its lines. 💕
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Before you go
"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:Concluída
An Outlet
This piece of writing is mostly for myself. I want this to act as my journal. I've always tried to see life from others' perspective. I think it's time to see it from mine. This can act as a rough draft of my life. If you're very nosy and want to know how someone else lives the real life, feel free to read it. It's raw, it's unfinished, it's my outlet.Concluída
Living for me
I don't know any other proper way to express my feelings, and I think this is the best and healthiest way to do it. So here is a diary, an autobiography however you would like to interpret it. It's about me and my life. It's the way I deal with living.Concluída
From Aliya to Hafiz
"And We have made some of you a trial for others. Will you ˹not then˺ be patient?" The first time I read this ayah in Surah Furqaan, I had no idea it defined my future so clearly. ********** Hafiz Hakimi;- A 26-year-old Nigerian-American who grew up believing those who worshipped something they couldn't see were crazy motherfuckers. But it wasn't like he would go out of his way to tell them his opinion. His life was perfect, a routine of work, party, fuck, sleep, and repeat. His only source of annoyance was the woman whose vagina he popped out of, but even she was very far away from him. Life was good, everything was great. Until one fateful trip to Nigeria, his home country, set off a tornado that wrecked his mundane to pieces. Aliya Suleiman;- A 22-year-old hafiza whose only goal was to finish studying medicine, the devil's course. She only planned to get married after making her first million dollars, a feat her best friend Jasra said was impossible. She wasn't offended of course, because she never planned to get married. And if she did, it would be to someone more pious than her, mature and respectful; indulging. But then the one person she couldn't say no to begged her with tears in her eyes to marry her son. She was the woman who raised her and provided for her mother and her. There was no way she could refuse. It was the worst thing to have ever happened to both of them. A sudden downpour on an otherwise clear sunny day. He wasn't anywhere near the kind of man she imagined herself with. She was the woman raised by the person he hated the most. It was basically a recipe for disaster. She saw him as a way to repay a favour. He wanted to use her to get revenge. And as such, the stage was set and the curtains lifted. ___ ⚠️⚠️⚠️: UPDATES ON MONDAYS AND THURSDAYS ___ 🚨 This is entirely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, places, a particular culture or event; whether real or fictional, is purely coincidental.Concluída
To Rahman, With Love...
Some incidents of laughter, some thoughts of tears, some quaint experiences and some deep musings of my life. I guess they speak about my crazy love for Him... Or maybe, just maybe, they reveal His beautiful love for me...?Concluída
When Stars are Hidden
COMPLETED ✔️✔️ Excerpt. *** "I won't bite. . .yet. . .I promise" He said with a teasing smirk. Walking in the rain didn't sound like a bad idea. Naima didn't want to sit in a car alone with him. As her luck was rare, the thunder clapped and she found herself racing into a practical stranger's car. That wasn't the plan. Naima looked at him weirdly. "Fine. . .but don't try anything funny." "You have my word. I won't try anything. . . funny, Habiba." She could have voiced her disapproval in his insistent need to call her Habiba. But there were much more bigger problems. *** Blurb. A bump in the high school hallway? Cliché. . .I know. But it did happen. And personally Naima hated clichés. She was clearly going to hate him too. But she didn't design life. No one did. And Tawfiq had a way of sneaking up into people's lives if he wanted. And he wanted to sneak into the one hijabi in his French class. Things start not to match up with what Naima knows and questions are raised. Everyone hides something from the world. . . Even stars hide behind clouds on a cloudy night. When the clouds move, will a beautiful starry night be seen or a dark sky with no stars? As the saying goes, Nothing is really truly hidden... Forget Disney and fairy tales. For this is a whole different tale. WARNING ‼️ ⚠️ You'll laugh with them. You'll cry with them. You'll hate some with a passion. You'll love some with the same passion. Started: September 2017. Ended: December 2018. Book 1 in The Secret SeriesConcluída
When Skies Are Exposed
COMPLETED ✔️✔️ ** "10 years! You have been lying to me for 10 whole years. Every single thing about you was a lie. How could you think I'd listen to anything you have to say now." She paused, lips quivering. "I'll never know if anything you say is a lie or not." Naima cried out. Tawfiq had nothing to say to justify his mistake but he just wanted to explain everything to her. To make her understand him and why he did what he did. Why he hid the truth. There was only one thing left to do. If she wouldn't listen to him then he would have to give her the one thing that would explain everything on it's own. ** "I'm tired. I just want everything to stop. I want you to be here... with me." Naima said over the phone. "You know it's impossible. At least for now. For your safety and mine. Have faith. Okay? We'll see each other soon." The person on the other side replied. "But... But..." Naima tried to explain but was cut off. "I love you, Naima but I have to go. Bye." The line went dead. ** After ten years, Tawfiq's biggest secret has been revealed. A battle for forgiveness and to make a firm stand with his final decision. Ayisha won't rest till she gets her way and Naima might never forgive him. But there are still secrets in the dark. Past lovers and relationships you never thought were possible. The sorrow. The happiness. The deaths. All because of an unbreakable bond between two different people. Naima hides a secret. What makes her secret different from Tawfiq's? Even after all the secrets are EXPOSED, some will still remain HIDDEN. A novel that will break your heart into two, cry and smile at once. This is the story of Tawfiq and Naima. The battle for a final stand. [This can't be read as a stand alone. Hidden must be read first] Book 2 of The Secret Series Started: DECEMBER 2018 Ended: APRIL 2019Concluída
Imagine This
Imagine This is a collection of various rants, or meandering thoughts I have or even some stories that I wish to bring to life instead of just living in my mind. A rather vague and flowery diary of my thoughts that I feel needs to be written or else lost in the hubbub of my busy mind.Concluída
M¡nd of M¡a
My diary. Basically.Concluída
Trust (GOING UNDER EDITING SOON )
COMPLETED!✔🔱✅ "Don't worry little one there is no one here to save you from me, you don't know how desperately I have waited for this moment," he said coming closer to me, his breath fanning my face, I glared at him and looked again for someone around me but couldn't find anyone, I smiled.. looking back to this monster in front of me "Oh! you thought I was looking for some one to save me from you! I was just watching that is there anyone to witness me kicking your ass! " I said with a smirk His facial expressions changed into furious one his eyes turned cold as ice making me gulp harder "Let's see," he said gritting his teeth.... Coming dangerously closer..... Ehteshaam, 28-year old heartless monster of underworld but perfect and very successful businessman, the CEO of Ahmed Corporation as well as Devilishly handsome and sinfully sexy but with dark past, no one can ever imagine...... The leader of a most feared gang "the Salvation" The gang which has his power all over the whole continent, no one ever tried to mess with them because they know what will be the consequences. The man who possesses power, money, and fame but......something missing from his life, He is eager to get one and the only girl he had his eyes on.... ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Meet MAHROSH a simple girl with friends and a loving family she has a blind trust on Allah SWT it's her belief that whatever happens in life happens for a reason What will happen when two opposites attract each other? A story of love,power and revenge ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, SO THERE WILL BE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES. IF U ARE GRAMMAR NAZI AND CANT STAND THE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES, SO, BE AWARE! P.s be patient while reading this story :) Allhumdullilah #353 in romance on 2nd feb 2018 😊 #1 muslimlovestory on 6th oct 2020 😊Concluída
"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:
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