Quran For All - In Every Hand, In Every Heart.
"A breath of Jahannum" By Asma bint Shameem
Last week, it was extremely cold....cold beyond imagination.
It was so cold, they said these were temperatures we haven't seen in more than a decade.
Pipes froze and burst, many people lost electricity and some even died.
There was ice everywhere...ice on the cars, ice on the trees, ice on the on the grass.
When the arctic wind blew, it cut through to the bone. It hit across the face and numbed whatever it touched.
And as I felt the chilling effects of these below-freezing temperatures, I thought of Jahannum.
Yes, Jahannum.
Now, why would I remember Jahannum, one might ask, in this Siberian weather?
Isn't Jahannum fiery, burning and hot?
Yes. But, although Jahannum is a place known for its unimaginable heat, scorching blazes and sweltering fires, there are also places within it that are extremely cold, frigid and chilling.
So frigid are these places that it would burn and scorch and torture a person just as the severest fire would and worse.
And this extreme state of coldness in Jahannum is called Zamhareer.
"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?"
Daniella Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and her boyfriend, Danny moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother. Everything is not what it seems and soon, Danny finds herself in the middle of a world she didn't even knew existed outside of fiction novels and movies. Not only does the town seem bizarre, but her senses heighten, her temper is out of control, and her hunger amplify. Throw in an arrogant, selfish, sexy, possessive player who didn't even want her in the first place, her life just seamlessly attract madness. Especially with those creepy threats coming from a "Silver Bullet", she can't keep still.