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Finding My Way to Islam

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I am a muslim, but not really. I don't wear the hijab, I don't listen to anyone, I talk back to my parents, I hang out with guys.  I've done some pretty messed up stuff.
I don't want to be that kind of person anymore. I want to be better, stronger, kinder. Not just by appearance, but by heart. 

I want to be muslim, but for real this time. 
I want to live.All Rights Reserved

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HIJABI ✔️ by _hijabigirl_

"Be my girlfriend," He replied, his mouth inches from mine. I could feel his hot minty breath. "What!?" I was expecting it, but he still caught me off guard, "Alex, I can't!" "I thought you said you liked me," "Yes, and I meant it, but_" "Is it because of that guy again?" He says and I could feel the jealousy through his voice. "No, Alex, I can't be your girlfriend. I can't be anyone's girlfriend. Dating is forbidden in Islam." Ruqayyah is an 18-year-old Muslim girl in her last year of college. With her strict mother that suspects her daughter is hanging out with boys, she forces her into a forced marriage. What if Ruqayyah is already interested in someone else? How will she tell her mum that she's in love with a NON-Muslim? #Cover: @thatL0ser❤️ Written: 2018 Updated: 2021 COMPLETED✔️ ___________________________________ For all my readers who read this story back in 2018-2020, this is a new version of it. I have added, changed and removed a couple of scenes but the storyline remains the same. If you wish to re-read it, you will notice the changes I made. Welcome, everybody!

Bowled Over By The Broken by HopesPrayersNSmiles

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

Irrevocably In Love by Queen0226

He is funny jokes. She is shy smiles. He is sarcastic. She is logistic. He finds positives in life. She finds negatives in life. He is a playground. She is a book. He stares at people, confidently. She stares at the floor, nervously. He is impulsive. She is caution. He is complex. She is simple. He is day. She is night. He is sun. She is moon. He is Mr social. She is Miss shy. They had nothing in common But still their heart rhymed, Because it takes two opposites to harmonize. You'll be surprise to know how much you can have in common with someone completely different from you.

Her Red Scarf [Muslim love story] by floremaria

What if the love of your life stopped loving you? At twenty-two, Ihsan's world shatters when her husband files for divorce and throws her out of their home. Forced to move back in with her divorced parents-both now remarried-she's haunted by the irony of becoming exactly what she swore she'd never be: a broken marriage in a broken family. But when she discovers their divorce might be a misunderstanding, Ihsan sees a glimmer of hope. Three months. That's how long she has to win him back. Convinced their love is worth saving, she sets out to fix what's left between them. Only this time, love doesn't come easy. The warmth that once filled their home has been replaced by silence, resentment, and truths she's not ready to face. As she unravels the reasons behind his frustration, Ihsan must learn what it really means to love someone-and to be loved in return.

Striving Muslimah by Fatima_S__

AND WE CREATED YOU IN PAIRS (78:8) UNDER EDITING Note: IF YOU SEE ANY MISTAKE/ERROR PLEASE NOTIFY ME IN THE COMMENTS Thanks😘 _______________________________________ _______________________________________ "Do you really wanna know sweetheart" he replied with a grin Urghhh what do I do now... "Don't you dare touch me again" I warned him He got up from bed, came in front of me... I was staring in his lite brown eyes ... With the "I am not afraid of you" look He came very close and said "Be ready, we have to go to your parents and also have your sister's reception to attend " huskily.... I became statue... And came back to earth when I heard the walk in closet door opened and then closed... **************** Zyva Mohammad... And Aarib Ibrahim... A billionaire, who Fell for an ordinary girl and got married to her forcefully.... Let's see what happens... Jazakallahu khairan kaseeran And do checkout an amazing book "Quranic Wisdom" It has very short chapters and great lessons.. Hope you'll love it. 😁 Do a good deed in you free time😉 do like it Comment I hope you all like Inshallah I will try to satisfy you all.... so its my first story hoping for positive response.. #2 Latest #5 faith #10 Importance #66 Spiritual #163 General Fiction

Falling For A Hijabi (part 1 And 2) by MaladaptiveDoc

#1 in spiritual in 16/6/2019 Previously known as " My very own hijabi" Two young people finding shelter within each other from the world and its evils Jannah Mohamed is not your typical hijabi, she is an introvert, her traumatic past has turned her into the person she is today. Her senior year was supposed to be a regular year if it wasn't for a stupid bet. James Wayne is your typical filthy rich popular bully whose money and extreme good looks help him get away with everything he does. Jannah will teach him that he can't get everything he wants. What happens when two worlds collide?! Teaser " Because....because you like me, I know that you like me, but you are trying to suffocate your feelings, you are trying to bury them under the mountain of disappointments you have in your life, you are acting like you don't care, but you do care, very much actually, more than I can imagine, more than anybody can imagine, that's why you always try your best to hide it very Well, I know you care because I can see the spontanous smile that is drawn on your face once you see me, the luster in your eyes When you see me, I know this because I see myself in them, and this is the only reflection of myself that I like, that I love " he said, as tears kept playing at the corners of his eyes. I was speechless, my mind has betrayed me, I just stood there starring at him as he ran away, I couldn't even ask him to stop or come back for me, he just ran away, like a prey from a predator, and I felt guilty about it, he was my victim. High ranks: reached #12 in highschool in 12/6/2019 out of 219k #4 in nerd out of 29k #1 in spiritual in 16/6/2019 Not Cliche I promise👌, crowded with Plot twists, joyful moments and heartbreaks. You will laugh, cry and fall in love with the characters. Ps: It's a fictional story, don't take inspirations from it. Real love comes with marriage 👍. It's a story for all religions, races, and countries. You are all welcome.

Guilted: Wars Against The Past (Editing) by froward

The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

Our Unspoken words✔️ by devilsgoodgirl

"We don't match. We have nothing in common. I can't keep up with you and I can't slow you down for me" I say and she watches us intensely and smiles. "You didn't say anything to what I said," I say. "Time has the answer for everything. Let's see what answer time has for us. Omar" she says and drives away. I couldn't stop thinking of what Sarah said. 'time has the answers to everything. Let's see what answer time has for us' What plans does time have for them? ................ Most of us are blessed with the ability to speak. Some use it wisely and some take it for granted. Some speak out and some keep everything inside and don't share. I am one of those. I don't speak out my feelings. I like to keep it to myself. Like every other guy in this planet who has a mother, I love my mother. She is the only one who listens to what my eyes speak. She always prays I find a girl who would understand me and love me. I am not waiting for her. I am not looking for her. I don't think anyone is there for me. But sometimes I do pray a silent prayer and I really wish there is some one who would listen to My unspoken words. Special thanks to @ms_elimonroe for the wonderful cover

She Is My Hayaat by hayatiofparadise

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||

Broken Souls (Editing). by Sarah_Mamoh57

Heyy. ✌🏼Islamic story. Two broken souls are meant to be together but only Allah knows, will they heal mend their heart or completely destroy themselves ______. "If yes? Then who can Mold My heart". An Orphan, Widow and a single Mother who is left with only one person, her backbone. Her daughter, She keeps her going. 'In this world, I Just have hope in My Allah that things will get better eventually inshaAllah'. 'Me and My Daughter will heal each other and don't need anyone anymore'. But Little does she know, her daughter craves a father and they need 'him' to be complete 'Him' the richest man in the city. 'Him' who does not know patience and gets his way in everything. 'Him' a ruthless,rich,ignorant man who is broken to say the least and does not know how to earn love but to snatch it. 'Him' who cannot let anyone touch what's his,without knowing what his is and who is. ____. Guys Please do Vote. Share and comment to show your Love in B.S. ●° Haram Police, please not in here. Thankyou

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HIJABI ✔️ cover

Bowled Over By The Broken cover

Irrevocably In Love cover

Her Red Scarf [Muslim love story] cover

Striving Muslimah cover

Falling For A Hijabi (part 1 And 2) cover

Guilted: Wars Against The Past (Editing) cover

Our Unspoken words✔️ cover

She Is My Hayaat cover

Broken Souls (Editing). cover

HIJABI ✔️

"Be my girlfriend," He replied, his mouth inches from mine. I could feel his hot minty breath. "What!?" I was expecting it, but he still caught me off guard, "Alex, I can't!" "I thought you said you liked me," "Yes, and I meant it, but_" "Is it because of that guy again?" He says and I could feel the jealousy through his voice. "No, Alex, I can't be your girlfriend. I can't be anyone's girlfriend. Dating is forbidden in Islam." Ruqayyah is an 18-year-old Muslim girl in her last year of college. With her strict mother that suspects her daughter is hanging out with boys, she forces her into a forced marriage. What if Ruqayyah is already interested in someone else? How will she tell her mum that she's in love with a NON-Muslim? #Cover: @thatL0ser❤️ Written: 2018 Updated: 2021 COMPLETED✔️ ___________________________________ For all my readers who read this story back in 2018-2020, this is a new version of it. I have added, changed and removed a couple of scenes but the storyline remains the same. If you wish to re-read it, you will notice the changes I made. Welcome, everybody!