Islam Stories

Hello, It's a new story of Muslim couple Arshad and Zoya Arrange marriage Zoya utto fajr ka time ho raha hai , Zoya Zoya" she too wake up ." Haan 5 min aap fresh hoke utta dena" she again slept . "Zoya bas karo abb " "Mein bas baat kar Rahi thi aur aap ne ..ne "she was crying "Aacha aacha sorry na baby - wo bas office ka stress tha aur wo tum pe thoda nikal gaya sorry biwi" he said and kissed her cheeks Arshad pulled her into his arms while she was breathing heavily. "Pani chahiye?" He asked to which she nods. are you sore? He asked. "No why will I be? ...u were sooooo gentle with me " she said in sarcastic way. "Ohhh soo can we have another round then?" He asked. And for more details you have to read the story .

Mehmel khan, a girl abandoned by her parents craves love but each time she gets disappointed until someone enters her life and gave her all the love which was snatched away from her. All Rights Reserved.

Running away from the desert of life Hoping she could find something to make her feel alive But oblivious was she of plan of Divine That road to her paradise Required much harder desert to survive To reach the everlasting sunrise She had to experience a dark deadly night But was she the blossom that even in the harsh weather thrived or will wither away in her testing time ☘️☘️☘️

قەدەری خودا واڕەخسا کوڕەکە بهێنێتە سەردینی ئیسلام لەڕێگەی خاتوونێکەوە ئەو خاتوونە چرایەک بوو بۆ ژیانی کوڕە 🌸💝

Apa jadinya kalau tatapan tajam bisa bikin orang berubah? Joko Wiryawan, guru SD yang terkenal dengan "tatapan maut"-nya, nggak pernah mukul murid. Tapi sekali dia menatap... murid bisa langsung merasa berdosa tiga generasi ke belakang. Dari tatapan itu, lahir gerakan "Tatapan Sosial" - aksi diam yang bikin pelanggar aturan malu sendiri. Tapi saat gerakan itu viral dan diambil alih pemerintah, segalanya jadi kacau. Orang jujur dibunuh. Anak SD balas dendam pakai pisau dapur. Dan orang-orang yang cuma mau terlihat baik, malah membunuh kebaikan itu sendiri. Sebuah kisah lucu, getir, dan reflektif tentang moral, media sosial, dan bahaya jadi manusia paling benar di internet. > Karena terkadang... yang paling perlu diselamatkan bukan dunia, tapi diri sendiri dulu.

~They could stay there forever, but they would still be Prisoners of Paradise~ *Converting the Bad Boy Spin Off* Huda Barakat is a 22 year old hijabi with a bachelor degree under one arm and a large social media following under another. So when her best friend tells her she's going on a free trip to Fiji, all Huda can think of is all the awesome selfies and photos she'll take, because who wouldn't want to take advantage of an island holiday in order to gain more Instagram followers? Yet it's this very reason that lands Huda in trouble, or more specifically, the sea. And the only one to save her is a rich, brooding guy who hates her guts. But it doesn't end there, because Huda is stuck with this guy. On an island. In the middle of nowhere. And the worst part is that her phone is completely wrecked. No phone. No hot showers. And no responsibilities. It's Huda's worst nightmare, and Ilyas' dream come true. Inspired by Blue Lagoon: The Awakening #92 in Spiritual 2/02/17 #29 in Islam 23/11/25

Summer was finally here, and Amira was excited to return to her little village in the heart of Morocco. Not only was she happy to reunite with her family, but also to help her older sister with her wedding preparations. She thought that she would make the journey alone, but it turned out that a certain family was going to accompany her. This same family housed a person Amira never expected to talk to again. Ten years have passed, but the event she experienced with him was still stuck in her mind. ° ° ° It's 93k words. My story is a romance taking place in North-Africa and a little bit in France. I hope you learn a little bit about my culture through it and enjoy the love story 🥰. There is some angst, but it's mostly fluff. Please leave a comment if you like it 🤍 • English is not my mother tongue. If you see any grammar and/or syntax errors, please tell me. I still have to correct some spelling here and there( a lot in the first chapters 😅) so please bare with me 🫶🏼 Thank you !

what happens when your biological father marry you off to the crown prince of Saudi Arabia who is inlove with another . Here goes Anisa Hana Osman , a lady who seeks solace behind the four walls of her room by praying to Allah , a lady who values peace over riot and content over clout and Ameer Zain Malik the crown prince of Saudi Arabia who has fallen heads over heels for Aadilah Iqbal, the daughter of his father's advisor

Random thoughts from different moments on various things for infinite reasons. This is my third book of poetry after the first "Poems of the Atmos;" and second "Ambience". Unless mentioned otherwise, none of the photos are mine. The book cover was made by me with Canva app and the photo was found on Google Images. Feel free to Vote, Like, Comment, and Share!

Anika never planned to trade rainy London streets for Gotham's neon-tired skyline. But when her family moves into the al Ghul estate for a business deal she barely understands, she finds herself caught between marble hallways with a boy with quiet eyes and too many shadows behind them. Damian al Ghul-Wayne is disciplined edges and soft contradictions, a past stitched with secrets he can't quite outrun. He notices things, her mismatched rings, the way she murmurs Qur'an under her breath when she's nervous, the poems she thinks no one sees. Their connection grows in stolen moments: in art studios that smell like turpentine, in late-night corridors where the world feels too heavy, in every silence that somehow feels like understanding. But Gotham has a way of revealing what should stay buried. And when Anika stumbles upon the truth about Damian's old life, everything she thought she knew fractures. She leaves. He lets her. London swallows the distance between them, but not the ache. Because some people don't leave your life- they stay in your prayers. Across cities, faith, and the ruins of who they used to be, Anika and Damian must learn whether love built quietly can survive a world built on secrets. Soft hearts. Sharp histories. Two kids trying to choose who they want to be. ---------------------------- Muslim!Damian x oc

A girl who is away from Islam struggling to live with these cultural norms presenting to her as religion by people around her and a guy who was born in light but forced into darkness by people around him . Both were completely lost but then they met each other at their lowest point from where they thought they could never be saved. They despised each other but had no option but to cooperate because she had no protection but him and he had no other option except protecting her because it was part of his revenge. They both had their own plans but they forgot indeed Allah is the best planner. Asmira Hakim Izhan wali

They lived next door, close enough to notice each other, distant enough to never speak. Osama and Noor Faiza mistook silence for truth-and paid the price for it. When Faiza leaves, she carries a belief that changes everything. When Osama stays behind, he is left with questions he never knew existed. Time pulls them apart, until a single incident at a wedding binds them together in a marriage neither asked for. With a past built on assumptions and a present forced by fate, two strangers now share a name. Was the distance between them created by betrayal... or by words that were never spoken?

Caden Elhasiq is a 23 year old Muslim man from Malaysia, currently pursuing his studies at the University of Washington, Seattle , home of the Huskies. Gentle in speech and warm in manner, Caden carries himself with quiet grace. His smile comes easily, sincere and unforced, often leaving a lasting impression on those he meets. He begins to draw attention on campus when he steps in to replace Professor Ahmad Ayyub, leading a Solat Hajat as the imam. From that moment on, whispers follow his presence. Admiration grows. Some even leave letters for him in secret, hoping to be noticed. But Caden never responds. Until fate intervenes. Until he meets Dante Axel. From that moment on, the course of his life begins to change. "Does my smile bother you?" - Caden Kim Seo Yun Zelene Kim Seo Yun Zelene is 23 years old a Korean American raised between cultures, now studying at the same university in Washington, Seattle. Unlike Caden, she is not known for warmth or cheer. Her smile is rare, her presence distant. She is recognized not for kindness, but for status the daughter of a powerful businessman in the United States, and a former model under a renowned Korean agency. Confidence clings to her like armor, often mistaken for arrogance. She keeps her circle small, selective, impenetrable. Many men approach her. All are rejected without hesitation. Zelene harbors a deep resentment toward Islam especially Muslim men. So does her father. A dark tragedy in the past stole someone she loved dearly, leaving scars that never healed. In her heart, Islam has become a symbol of misfortune, of loss she cannot forgive. "Yes, it is. So can you stop?"-Zelene. - Two hearts. Two beliefs. One collision fate never warned them about.-

Sara Mustafa is a sweet simple 17 year old girl who knows what she is supposed to do - study hard through her final year and get admission in college. But her simple life is flipped upside down when she meets Ayan Ahmed - a handsome boy with an excellent academic record who makes her question her notions of love.

Ina yin kuka ni kadai nayi na zucci nayi kuma na fili amma duk da haka nasan ba zai yi mini maganin damuwata ba, ji nake kamar ni kadai ce a duniya wacce ta rayu tamkar marainiyar da aka haifo uwar ta ta mutu tun tana tsumma, bansan ya dadin uwa take ba na dai taso cikin shakku da yakinin ni yar riko ce, domin hatta ga yadda na kasance saniyar ware a cikin Kannena na ke kara tabbatar da hasashe na, sai dai nasan KOMAI YAYI FARKO... Kuma ko wace kunyar farko akwai karshen ta, a kullun ina tunanin ko akwai wani kuskuren dana aikata dana samu kaina a halin da nake ciki tare da auren miji irin Umar mai zuciyar rikau da kansa kawai ya sani. #KOMAI YAYI FARKO..

La nuit était silencieuse, seulement troublée par le bruissement du vent contre les volets. Fanta se tenait debout, son regard perdu dans l'obscurité de la ville endormie. Son cœur battait fort, trop fort. Une question tournait en boucle dans son esprit, l'empêchant de trouver le repos : Et si tout cela était une erreur ? Elle ferma les yeux, essayant de calmer le tumulte en elle. Elle repensait à tout ce qui l'avait menée à ce moment précis, à toutes les épreuves, aux doutes, mais aussi aux espoirs. Son départ, son retour, son amour pour Mouhamed... Un bruit derrière elle la fit sursauter. Elle se retourna brusquement, la gorge serrée. Fanta, tout va bien ? Cette voix. Celle qu'elle connaissait par cœur. Son souffle se coupa un instant. Elle inspira profondément. Il était trop tard pour reculer. Le destin était en marche. Bon deuxième histoire et j'espère bien que vous allez l'adorer histoire fictive

Mon chemins vers une fois sincèr

she wanted love. She found something that changed her forever. Habeebah Abdulqadir came to university with clear goals - her faith, her books, and basketball. Love was never part of the plan. But plans change. Ahmed chases her with bold confessions. Hamza stays close, gentle and confusing. Ibrahim watches from a distance - cold, unreadable, dangerous to her heart. Between late-night libraries, basketball courts, stolen glances, and feelings she refuses to name, Habeebah begins to realize that not every love is meant to be chosen... Some loves arrive softly. Some burn slowly. And some were never hers to keep.

Imagine living a life VOICELESS *HIDDEN *ALONE That's Ilhaam's world. A girl with a broken heart. A voice longing to be heard. A love that will change everything. She is Ilhaam Bello Abdullahi He is Anwar Ahmad Jada After losing her voice in a childhood accident, Ilhaam learned to survive in silence. People call her boring, nerdy, too quiet - but inside her is a storm of feelings no one has ever truly seen. And then there is Anwar Ahmad Jada. A man who, on the surface, has everything - brilliance, wealth, respect. A renowned cardiothoracic surgeon, admired by many, he lives a life of order and control. To the world, he is confident, untouchable, the man who saves lives without hesitation. But beneath that polished exterior lies a heart that has long refused love. To him, marriage is a burden, affection a distraction. He has convinced himself that no woman could ever see past his status into the man he really is. Behind his walls lies a quiet loneliness he would never admit. Until Ilhaam. The girl with the fractured voice becomes the one person who unsettles him, who challenges his certainty, who teaches him that brokenness does not mean unworthy. With her, he begins to see that some hearts don't need saving - they need understanding. Anwar saves lives every day, but can he save himself? Can he heal Ilhaam, or will she heal him? She lost her voice. He found his love. Together, they'll write a story louder than words. Because sometimes, the heart speaks louder than a thousand voices.