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GardenOfReflections

college dua hijab hijabi islam islamicfiction journalism journalist lifestory muslim muslimgirl muslimstory niqabi spiritual trials trialsandtribulations tyranny

The reporting press

Just seem to oppress

Leading to a deliberate mess




Faith and trust

Write the characters in the dust

Even the Pharaoh of Cairo, 

perish one day must




Tyranny layered in crushing piles

A kind king for the world 

and a despot in disguise




The delta of sorrows

birthed a revolution 

and they must rise,



And so she did, 



They came knocking at her door, 

Just to talk her for five minutes

and nothing more



Straddling pain and hope
 she began to weep, 

As they took away
ten years of her life in a sweepAll Rights Reserved

college dua hijab hijabi islam islamicfiction journalism journalist lifestory muslim muslimgirl muslimstory niqabi spiritual trials trialsandtribulations tyranny

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Finding Yasmine by thatyorubagyal

Yasmine is a star girl, with plans for the future, good grades and a boyfriend to top it up but how can she survive when her enemies are her family, a menacing father willing to give her out without a second thought, a step mother cruel enough to be Shaytan himself and a step sister who's jealousy burns from within, a drive that's enough to kill a person. As her world comes crumbling down, will she crumble with it or stand in the midst of the rumble. _________ I'm not going to cry I'm not going to cry I'm not going to cry He chuckled wickedly as Hauwa stoked his hand tenderly. 'At first it was about your virginity but you were stubborn so I took it slow, till I got what I wanted' he said, his eyes void of emotion. 'Turns out you're easy and a slut at that' he completed as Hauwa laughed heartily. Tears fell from my eyes freely, like a waterfall, like dew on the desert. I swallowed to ease my parched throat as I bit my lips trying not to scream. My breath was becoming uneven as I strode to where he stood and slapped him across the face with all the anger, the sorrows and frustration that were bottled up on me. 'You disgust me' I managed to say as tears started to blur my vision and for a second I saw hurt in his eyes or maybe I assumed it. I ran, bumping into tables, chairs and people, I didn't care. Ammi always told me there was a thin line between love and hate and I had crossed that line today with Sadiq', the one that wiped away my tears and told me it was going to be fine, my calm after the storm was actually my enemy in disguise. Shit!!! When it rains it fucking pours. ____________ Will she loose herself or find love in the most unexpected place?

His Perfect Revenge. by Sarah_Mamoh57

"We all are sinners, but the best of us are those who repent" She's was a perfect Muslimah, what made her do it?. What made her make the worst mistake of her life?, Is it him?, her own desires that she never had? or her stupidity to have mistaken revenge for love. And it all starts with Him. Saffir. ____. Rankings. 🥈/ 15-Toxic love story 🥉/23- tz. 7/55- sinned 93/1000+ -sisterly love.

Stated Love by MUSLIMAH_0

What happens when you move from your big, diverse, and colourful city, where you feel like you belong in The Big Apple to a small, uncultured town in New Jersey? Alaa Osman, a smart and sassy 15 year old is starting out at her new High school, and she's one of the only Sudanese Muslim girls; and add Hijabi into the mix. Join Alaa as she navigates her journey of faith, family life, a confusing and massive crush, friendships, and being the black sheep at her High school. ------------------------------ He mumbles, and all I hear is, "You're right. I don't want to,". Don't want to what? Don't want to lose me to somebody else? Don't want to say goodbye to me? Don't want to regret not saying the last goodbye? A million questions raced my mind. He stepped out of the car. I'd never seen him look so devastated. I thought this was an apology, but it wasn't; it was goodbye. "Hey," I waved slightly and even made a point to smile a little bit, the type of wave and smile we sent each other across the hall. He sent one right back. That's it, maybe things would be better between us. But when his smile faded, I knew they wouldn't. Now mind you, he wasn't usually the type to hold grudges. But this was different, I guess. "Well I guess this is the end." He shrugs.

Devil's Dynasty by anatolius_writing

Previously known as "The Ceo And His Hijabi" *** The night was dark. Ruthless and forbidden. It was like the murkiness was calling him in the arms of lurking demons, the demons which had always been there with him, teasing him mocking him. He stood before the window, looking down at the city, which was glittering as if thousands of stars have descended down from the sky, each scattering as far as a human eye could see. The tall buildings stood there, an aura of pride surrounding them, reminding him the consequences of the evil power that he had faced. His heart was beating in a sinful rhythm but the devil, oh the devil, he stood there in the darkness as if it was his own cloak, his own shelter. "Tell me this is a lie," The little Muslimah whispered. Her voice hoarse with emotions, her throat perched from all the crying that she had done in the past hour. The truth that laid before her had broken her. "Either you believe the artificial lie or realize the truth lying before your eyes." His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. His mind but his heart, it was in chaos. A cry of pain escaped the Muslimah's lips but he stood there, unwavering, listening to the tortured soul. "How long? How long have you kept this from me?" She questioned him. Her green eyes held a fire which he had never seen before. It was dangerous because it could consume her, becoming the reason for her own downfall. He knew after telling her the truth there was no coming back but he was a man of character and no matter how comforting a lie is, he would always go for the truth even if it meant chaos.

It Started with a Hijabi's Diary by flower_seeds_

"And they plot and plan, and ALLAH plans and ALLAH is the best of planners" (Al-Quran) "Can you tell me to whom this diary belongs?" The person gave me a bored look and I took a long breath to ease the ache in my lungs. I don't think I've ever ran this much in my life. I gave him a pleading look. "Please?! It's really important!". The person looked at me with a face void of any emotions. "Please!!" I don't think I've ever used this word for anyone except my family. I just ordered and it happened. But it didn't seem to be happening right now. I took a last glance at the person giving him a desperate look, then ran to other people. One clue, Just one!! Alteast a little hint!! I kneeled down on the road, not caring about anything and pleaded to Allah Almighty, keeping the diary close to me as it's the most precious thing in the world, the beads present in its cover poking my chest, "Please Allah! I'm sorry for all the sins I've ever done in my life. Surely, You're the most merciful. Please, find me a way to her. Let me meet her. Oh, Allah! Only You know if I don't go to her, what will happen. Please help me." I looked at the diary, its beads shining in the sunlight, and still keeping it close to my chest, I sat at the pavement looking defeated but I won't lose hope. I would not lose hope!! Then I heard heavy footsteps and then someone placed a hand on my shoulder and I turned only to feel like all the trucks of the world attacked me at once. It can't happen. No, no please no!! NOO!!! ____ It's a tale of motivation, Faith, Iman, Tawaqqul, Taqwa, mystery, twists and true love It's a tale of a diary "It all started with a Hijabi's diary! Now none of us knows how it's going to end" #1 in guiding #6 in Quran #1 in Taqwa #47 in mysteryromance #69 in Islam

Anfal's Ibtihaj ✔ by gulle_jana

" I do!!" She said in shaky tone. It was still unbelievable for her that her dad made her deal with a Mafia king just for some pennys. She could see the smirk of her ownership in his eyes and a golden cage in which she will have to spend her rest of life. _______________ "Let's see how will you wear all these shameless clothes in my house!!" He said throwing glowing match stick on a pile of clothes in front of him. She was looking at him with wide eyes. "Hey..Stop!!!" She tried to stop him but he yanked her away making her fall on ground. "Remember that I am not your fucking Hassan who will bear all your these shitty tantrums!! This is my house and here follows the rules I, Ibtihaj Ibrahim Usmani makes!!!" He said clenching her jaw. ______________ She was an innocent soul. He kills mercilessly. She was an independent bird. He used to cage birds. He hates her dressing. She hates everything about him. Both were loathing each other's existence not knowing that Allah has bounded them the day they were born till the day of judgement. A story of a girl who never gave a damn about religion. Fashion was her life but there came a point in her life when she wanted to change but the thought disturbed her was that will Allah forgive her?? A story of a man who never thought about a single girl. His work, his gang, his people were all he cared about. They say love can change anyone and anything!! let's see how love changes shameless dressing of Anfal and beasty nature of Ibtihaj. Let's see how they become from "Anfal" and "Ibtihaj" to "Anfal's Ibtihaj". Will Anfal's quest of making Ibtihaj "Anfal's Ibtihaj" be completed?? An enthralling and heart quenching tail of a Mafia man and a normal girl. If you are depressed and thinks that you are worthless and you are big sinner that Allah will never love you ever and forgive you... then!! My beautiful and precious gem!! this story is for you!!❤ Alteast give it a try!! 😊 ~Thank you

I WAS CREATED LIKE THIS ✅ by Aishatuh_M

[#4 on Spiritual🔥🔥 On 24 September 2018] "Why is everybody avoiding me because of my voice? Was I the one that created myself? No. I was ridiculed, humiliated, harassed, all because of my voice. Why could'nt everyone understand how it hurts? Not even my mother. Why? I know you were asking my name because you want to hear the vulgar man like voice of a very beautiful lady. You want to laugh at me too. Well__My name is Hayfah Talhah Muhammad. Leave, go and laugh to your fill. But know__ I was created like this! And I believe it's a blessing in disguise. Why could'nt everyone understand? Why?" She wiped away her tears with her hijab, which were not stopping anytime from now. She left him confused, what is she going through? Is everyone making fun of her? But why? Nothing is wrong with her voice. He love her voice!. _____ The story of a very beautiful young lady, with her husky man's like voice. Will she be accepted? Will she ever find her true love? Just tail behind, as I tell you the story of Hayfah Talhah Muhammad.

LET ME WALK YOU TO JANNAH by lost_lone

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Broken To Become Stronger by GardenOfReflections

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❤︎Hues Of Love❤︎ (✔️) by elegant_zoe

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I WAS CREATED LIKE THIS ✅ cover

LET ME WALK YOU TO JANNAH cover

Broken To Become Stronger cover

❤︎Hues Of Love❤︎ (✔️) cover

Finding Yasmine

Yasmine is a star girl, with plans for the future, good grades and a boyfriend to top it up but how can she survive when her enemies are her family, a menacing father willing to give her out without a second thought, a step mother cruel enough to be Shaytan himself and a step sister who's jealousy burns from within, a drive that's enough to kill a person. As her world comes crumbling down, will she crumble with it or stand in the midst of the rumble. _ I'm not going to cry I'm not going to cry I'm not going to cry He chuckled wickedly as Hauwa stoked his hand tenderly. 'At first it was about your virginity but you were stubborn so I took it slow, till I got what I wanted' he said, his eyes void of emotion. 'Turns out you're easy and a slut at that' he completed as Hauwa laughed heartily. Tears fell from my eyes freely, like a waterfall, like dew on the desert. I swallowed to ease my parched throat as I bit my lips trying not to scream. My breath was becoming uneven as I strode to where he stood and slapped him across the face with all the anger, the sorrows and frustration that were bottled up on me. 'You disgust me' I managed to say as tears started to blur my vision and for a second I saw hurt in his eyes or maybe I assumed it. I ran, bumping into tables, chairs and people, I didn't care. Ammi always told me there was a thin line between love and hate and I had crossed that line today with Sadiq', the one that wiped away my tears and told me it was going to be fine, my calm after the storm was actually my enemy in disguise. Shit!!! When it rains it fucking pours. ____ Will she loose herself or find love in the most unexpected place?