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...he got closer and closer. Then, he held his head in pain but smiled at me. "The deepest chambers in my heart will whisper you're name in the moments where I am trying to distract myself from you!" he growled. 
 "What?" I asked trembling. He had anger written all over his face but his eyes were twinkling like never before. "I want to kiss you!" he breathed on my neck.
"but....but it's Haram" I explained breathing quickly.
he closed his eyes and forced himself to walk away.....

Hajar, a beautiful muslim girl who goes to college, her dream is to be a Teacher. She's funny, smart, kind and definitely crazy. She wants to find love in order to complete half of her deen.

Haroon, a handsome muslim boy who goes to college, He's the heir of a very big company. He's funny, smart, kind and crazy but sometimes mysterious and short tempered. He promised himself to never fall in love in order to take revenge!

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Complicated [Mafia Hijabi Story] by yussybabe01

Eshaal a lovely spirited,religious, annoying, cocky but really nice muslim girl betrayed by her best friend, can't seem to trust anyone anymore and suddenly felt alone in her second-to-last year in highschool...yh yh we are probably expecting boy drama and of course that is coming but not your usual story... The bad boy doesn't always get the girl...right? Or I'm probably wrong? Does the bad boy always get the girl?, hmm🤔 *'''***"'* Bad boy He just smirked, I was trying to tick him off and he was smirking?!. "Anyway cupcake my name is Aleksandr van shov, yours?" "Firstly, I don't need to tell you my name cause I never asked for yours. Secondly, it's limited edition not everyone knows it" "I see, I will find out non the less", I just stared flatly at him. I honestly didn't know what I was doing here still Chatting with him, so I just shook my head and turned to leave. "By the way babochka you just flew into a cage with no turning back". *"""***"""* Nerd boy Then went back to serious,"Now seriously what is your name". I stroked my index finger on my chin pretending to think,"The name is bur", I said standing up. "Bur?...is that even a name", he said with a confused face. "Anything is a name in America, cutecake. Now ask me, bur what", I said already at the door. "Ugh bur what?", He said pretending to be curious. "Bur-berry", I then laughed at my own joke. #1 in Muslimboy

Ruler of Your Ruh [a mafia romance ] by svmra90

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕗 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤. 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕗 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤. He turns towards me slowly and a smile begins to form on his lips, "Just the woman I was looking for." "I sure wasn't looking for you but it seems like you've threatened my friend," I say mocking his smile. "Habibti be reasonable here, she threatened me first." "I don't care if you're my fiancé or not , I will kill you. You don't mean anything to me, I don't even know you." His smile turns into a scowl, "Now, now, Habibti don't be mean." ⚠️Not edited yet, sorry for any confusion ⚠️ {started on June 5th, 2022} 🥇in #Saudi (June 8th 2022) 🏅 20 in #Islam (July 24th 2023)

Anfal's Ibtihaj ✔ by gulle_jana

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Fallible by UmmSalmaan

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The American (BWWM) by mss_amalee

"What?" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep, rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, with a solid build. His deep grey eyes are glaring at me right now. His jawline is so sharp I'm sure it can cut through anything. "You hit me, spilling my coffee all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious. "So, what do you want me to do about it?" he asks, like he's done nothing wrong. "You're supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone. "And why should I?" "Because that's what people with manners do." "I know that, but you don't deserve a sorry from me." "Wow. And why is that?" "Because black bitches like you don't deserve it," he says with a sneer. "I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say, angry at his insults. "Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer. I don't say anything but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I expected him to apologize. It's Ethan, after all. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ethan is a young male about to get his first degree, he might look normal to the world, but don't we all have our demons inside. Ethan has a problem that he feels hatred is the best way to cure it, but one lady proves him wrong. Adina is a beautiful young girl who is also about to get her first degree at the same university as Ethan. Adina is full of life and dislikes anyone who thinks they can bully her. Ethan is hell-bent on bringing hell down on Adina, and she is determined to shove it up all the way into his ass. They are both opposites, but they say opposites attract one other. What happens when a significant incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for each other?

Rose Of Qadr by _jenestine_

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Nikah Flowers Up The Love (Sequel Of 'A Beautiful Journey') (Completed) ✔ by LonelyPrincess239

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A tale of destiny's detour by _enitan_007

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Reviving A Dead Heart by Nora_urszula

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Complicated [Mafia Hijabi Story]

Eshaal a lovely spirited,religious, annoying, cocky but really nice muslim girl betrayed by her best friend, can't seem to trust anyone anymore and suddenly felt alone in her second-to-last year in highschool...yh yh we are probably expecting boy drama and of course that is coming but not your usual story... The bad boy doesn't always get the girl...right? Or I'm probably wrong? Does the bad boy always get the girl?, hmm🤔 *'''***"'* Bad boy He just smirked, I was trying to tick him off and he was smirking?!. "Anyway cupcake my name is Aleksandr van shov, yours?" "Firstly, I don't need to tell you my name cause I never asked for yours. Secondly, it's limited edition not everyone knows it" "I see, I will find out non the less", I just stared flatly at him. I honestly didn't know what I was doing here still Chatting with him, so I just shook my head and turned to leave. "By the way babochka you just flew into a cage with no turning back". *"""***"""* Nerd boy Then went back to serious,"Now seriously what is your name". I stroked my index finger on my chin pretending to think,"The name is bur", I said standing up. "Bur?...is that even a name", he said with a confused face. "Anything is a name in America, cutecake. Now ask me, bur what", I said already at the door. "Ugh bur what?", He said pretending to be curious. "Bur-berry", I then laughed at my own joke. #1 in Muslimboy