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dark_chocosbiscuit

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"Do you think it's easy to forget a memory? A memory of boy with whom I have played all my childhood. It's not easy. Believe me such childish memories became so much more for me in the years that followed up.  And after years of wait,he wants me to start anew. Isn't it blasphemy?"(Sara )

"As you said, I was a memory so then why don't you let it go." (Musa)All Rights Reserved

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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.

THE BOUQUET OF LOVE by __harry_writes__

"Yes,... forever, even in my dreams" Yusuf and Sara were childhood best friends, Sara had to leave the country and that was when Yusuf confessed his love for her. They both promised to get married after growing up. But now?.... She has been searching for him, and he's nowhere to be found.

Fix me. by Ameerahtourh

Latif is a full time bad boy,he was a good boy but his life changed after he lost his dad.. Ablah is a very good muslimah,she is very calm and loving.. "Why don't you believe anymore":Ablah asked.. "You don't need to know":He spatted.. "I can fix you":she said.. "Fix me":He said in a daring tone..

T.C.O.N.R (COMPLETED) by Jawhariy97

‼ Not edited yet ... Major grammatical errors! Cover done by : @Zammurad All the children of Adam are sinners but the best of the sinners are those who repent. A person may have sins like the foam of the ocean but if he asks Allah for forgiveness, no sin is too big for Allah Ta'allah to forgive... Farhaad Musa, a young man who plays around with girls feelings, one day he takes it too far with a girl , so far that he lies to get himself out of a bad situation...but how long can he hide away? He didn't realise how serious was the action he did and doesnt repent,he thinks it's the past but little does he know that his past will haunt him over and over again in his future. Parts of this story are based on a true story and parts of it are fictional. (Short Story)

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

Aishah series (Hurting Aishah) by ishee45

She was happy She was content She wanted nothing more He came into her life He broke her into pieces. He left her with nothing But pain,sorrow and betrayal

The Mafia's Hijabi ... (Obsession for a Muslimah) (Completed) ✔✔✔ by Noor_Jahan

"Leave me"...I struggled hard ...but his grip was too tight around my waist.. . "Never in a million years....love..... you are mine"he said... . "I'm not your property....that you can claimed as yours...."..I replied with anger in my tone... . "Oh babe..... I know you're not my property.. but you're definitely mine..don't you dare to deny that. you know that what I'm capable of.... right Darling!!???? . That was enough for me to understand.... that what is he talking about!! . _______*****_____ This is the story of a Mafia who is obsessed with a Hijabi.. .. Sorry for the grammatical errors!! Not only Muslim... But also anyone can read my story.... Cause it's a story for everyone.... ......*****-*........ ___________

Fallible by UmmSalmaan

She didn't know she had it for him this bad until Umaymah told her he will be travelling out. It wasn't like she was going to see him often anymore, but she felt at least at every graduation ceremony or prize giving day, he could show up. And maybe drive Umaymah to say hi to her during holidays like he did two weeks back. All these were just wishes and now that he will be leaving the country, she needed to forget about him. Mubeen's heart lurked in his chest. Is she really glad he was coming home or was that a facade? She doesn't even know she was on speaker. He bit his lower lip and sighed. What does she even look like?

The Queen of Deception and the King of Truth by DuaHussain0

I am me, but I am also someone else. Sometimes I can't recognize myself. I am only me when I am alone. And I am her when I am with anyone else. But with him, I see myself. He shows me that she can disappear And never come back. He became my everything, Until he was taken from me. And I had to get him back.

Unknowingly Halal (lawful) by love_angell20

I stare at him horrified. it couldn't happen my life was already ruined, and I don't want it to be ruined any further. No! It can't happen! I screamed in my head and clutched my head with both of my hands. "No. I don't want this" I whisper shaking visibly. "Adiba... please calm down... listen I want to tell you something.. just calm down" he tried to calm me down in a very gentle voice but how can I? did he forget what he did to me? if he then I will remind him. I look up at him and wipe my tears furiously and clean my face. sighing I said. "I want to abort" I exclaimed and his gentle face turned into his usually angry face. "What the f*ck did you say?" he yelled and take step toward me. but I didn't flinch this time and matched his angry face with mine. "I said I want to abort this sinful thing!" I screamed at top of my lungs. "Shut the fu*k up, Adiba! this is not a thing and not sinful at all" he screamed back grabbing my both arms. and I gave him hateful glared "It is! did you forget you RAPE me!" I screamed and he suddenly left my arms and hurt made its way to his eyes. "Did you forget you RAPE a married woman" I yelled grabbing his collar. "I didn't! But still, it's not a sinful thing Adiba... it's our... It's our halal child... Your my.. my WIFE Adiba!" He said his voice cracking and a lone tear escaped his eyes and I was staring at him like he lost his mind. How can I be his wife? I am already married to someone else. ****** #1 in emotional. 15/10/2020 #2 in emotional. 18/10/2020 #1 in obsession 11/03/2021 #1 in Muslim 11/03/2021

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I WAS CREATED LIKE THIS ✅ cover

THE BOUQUET OF LOVE cover

T.C.O.N.R (COMPLETED) cover

It Started with a Hijabi's Diary cover

Aishah series (Hurting Aishah) cover

The Mafia's Hijabi ... (Obsession for a Muslimah) (Completed) ✔✔✔ cover

The Queen of Deception and the King of Truth cover

Unknowingly Halal (lawful) cover

I WAS CREATED LIKE THIS ✅

[#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. WellMy 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.