Hijab Stories

What happens when the man you hate is the one you're already married to? Noor is a bright, spirited literature student with a sharp tongue and a hidden past. Azlan is her cold, distant professor-feared, respected, and emotionally unavailable. But beneath his composed exterior hides a storm he never lets anyone see. They clash from day one. She challenges his authority. He questions her every move. But what no one knows? They were secretly married years ago-tied by a promise made in childhood, forgotten by one and burned into the soul of the other. When fate places them under one roof again, old sparks reignite into something far more dangerous-feelings. She's sunshine. He's storms. She tries to move on. He starts to fall. But between buried secrets, shattered expectations, and a love neither of them asked for... will their hearts survive? A slow-burn halal romance full of angst, stolen glances, silent duas, and a love written in destiny.

Aya's life was never hers to control. Trapped in a marriage that left her scarred and broken, she never thought she'd escape, until the night fate took matters into its own hands. Now, as she struggles to piece together a life for herself and her daughter, Anaya, the last thing she expects is to cross paths with Eli-the doctor who once witnessed her at her weakest. Eli has his own ghosts to confront. When he sees Aya again, memories of the past resurface, along with emotions he never fully understood. Whereas Aya is guarded, wary, and unwilling to let anyone past her walls. But something about her calls to him, stirring a need to protect, to heal, and perhaps... to love. As Aya fights against the shadows of her past, can she allow herself to trust again? And can Eli prove that some wounds aren't meant to break a person-but to make them stronger? Read to find out ;) #1 -halalromance #2 - muslimstories #1 - hijab

They say belief is suicide. They're not wrong. Where I come from, faith gets you a bullet in the head, a knock at the door that never ends well, or a name etched on a list you'll never live to see. Still, I believe. So does Basil, my only constant in a world stripped of everything soft. We've been hunted for years, slept under stone, eaten from dirt, prayed in secret, and watched good people vanish for whispering the wrong words. We've made it all these years with nothing but our prayers and each other. But then came the rumour about a sanctuary where the believers can live fearlessly. A lie, probably. A trap, almost definitely. Basil wanted to chase it anyway, because we owed it to ourselves and to the others who share our struggle, he said. I went with him only because I couldn't bear to watch him go alone. I should've stopped him... But now it's too late. ❝Islam began as something strange, and it will return to being strange as it began, so give glad tidings to the strangers(Ghuraba).❞ ‹بَدَأَ الإِسْلاَمُ غَرِيبًا وَسَيَعُودُ كَمَا بَدَأَ غَرِيبًا فَطُوبَى لِلْغُرَبَاءِ› (Includes books one, two and three in The Ghuraba Trilogy.)

zayn Muhammad Bello, never imagined that one girl who could challenge his patience would also become the keeper of his heart ❤️ Aaliyah Usman is bold, childish, stubborn and fell of dream , she determined to prove that no Rich, arrogant man can control her future. their first meeting end in an argument. zayn is quietly falling in love hard. his dua begin to include her name,his heart being to soften,his pride being to break.

​─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── "ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪs ʙᴜᴛ... ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴍʏ ʜɪᴊᴀʙ?!" IN WHICH... ​↳ ... waking up in the world of one of her favourites anime was supposed to be a dream. But between the gang wars and the chaos, she's facing a crisis no one prepared her for. No scarf, no pins, and a world full of people who don't understand the assignment. ​ "HOW CAN I SURVIVE IN THIS WORLD WHEN I CAN'T EVEN FIND MY HIJAB?" ​─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ➢Var! tokrev x hijabi!reader ➢will prb not follow the plot ➢story belongs to me!! ➢Anyone can read this story as it is only to show other people a hijabi girl's daily troubles and habits :)! so it doesn't matter who u are!!! if u wanna learn a new thing about us feel free to read! ➢Check my other stories, and my bio for more information about me!! (・ω・)

🌙 Amanat-e-Rabb Kehte hain... Allah har rooh ke liye ek taqdeer likhta hai. Kuch log bachpan se hi mohabbat pa lete hain... Aur kuch ko pehle tanhaai, imtehaan aur sabr se guzarna padta hai. Yusra bhi unhi logon mein se ek thi. Ek aisi larki... Jise apne hi ghar mein kabhi apnapan naseeb na hua. Jisne aansuon ko chup rehna sikha diya... Aur Allah ko apna sabse qareebi raazdaan bana liya. Phir ek din... Uski zindagi mein kuch log aaye. Ek sachchi dost... Ek naya ghar... Aur ek aisa safar... Jahan mohabbat jaldi nahi, balki sabr ke saath parwaan chadhti hai. Ye sirf ek love story nahi... Ye yaqeen, sabr, hijab, haya, qadr aur Allah ki likhi hui taqdeer ki kahani hai. Kabhi kabhi Allah jis cheez ko humse door kar deta hai... Wahi kisi behtar waqt par humein amanat bana kar wapas ata karta hai. 🤍

-- INTRODUCTION: **[Scene: Morning. Fajr. A quiet room with a window.]** My name is **Maryam**. But most people just call me *"yung tahimik na babae sa likod"*. I'm 19. I wear hijab. Not because I was forced to. But because the day I put it on, I felt like I finally covered what the world didn't deserve to see first - my heart. People see the hijab and think they already know my story. *"She's religious."* *"She can't do this, she can't do that."* *"She must be boring."* But they don't see the girl who stays up until 2AM writing stories in her notebook. The girl who cries during sujood because she doesn't know how else to say *"Ya Allah, I'm tired"*. The girl who laughs too loud with her cousins, and burns the adobo every single time. I'm not perfect. I miss prayers sometimes. I scroll too much. I get jealous, I get angry, I overthink. But every time I fall, I remember one thing my Umm taught me: *"Anak, Allah doesn't love perfect people. He loves people who keep coming back."* So I come back. To my prayer mat. To my du'a. To myself. I'm not just a hijabi. I'm a daughter, a sister, a writer, a mess, a work in progress. I'm learning to love Allah first, so I won't break when people leave. I'm learning that my worth isn't in likes, or boys, or how "modern" I look. It's in how I treat people when no one's watching. This is me. Maryam. A Muslimah who's still figuring it out. One prayer, one mistake, one sabr at a time. **[End scene. Sound of adhan in the background.]** ---

"How could you tell me when your all focus was on this freaking witch! When you should have paid attention to me! YOUR OWN WIFE! BUT NO YOU HAD ANOTHER SIDE CHICK FOR THAT!. DISGUSTING!" "ANAYA SHUTUP!" He marched towards me, full red in anger. "ASHER! DON'T!" I heard Daniyal bhai's demanding shout. "Ask her to get out of my sight!" He glared me. "Really? After everything you did to me. You want me to get out of your sight?" I mocked. "Yes or else you won't like what I will say next." I stared him. What a jerk he is.. ________________________________________ When young souls get tied into a knot together and that too incidentally, Asher would start to hate her but the Anaya always waits for him to be nice with her. But Asher's on and off behavior made Anaya tired and lose control and when she decided to end their relationship, Asher started to build feelings for her. But Anaya started to hate him more. How will they end up together when they never wanted to be in any kind of relationship in such a young age. let's see how Asher will treat her and how Anaya will tolerate him more.

Some stories begin with grand confessions. This one begins with a cup of coffee. Arham Azlan Khan has spent most of his life being misunderstood. Quiet by nature, he believes silence often says more than words ever could. Zinnia Abbas Khan never tries to stand out. Yet somehow, her kindness leaves an impression long after she has walked away. A chance meeting. A table for six. Families that love through ordinary moments. Friendships filled with laughter. And two strangers who never planned to become a part of each other's lives. Sometimes, the most extraordinary stories begin in the most ordinary ways.

She was her parents' life , coolness of their eyes, a humble yet headstrong Muslimah, most importantly a Hijabi. 18 year old, Mahra Muhammad had all what she ever wanted in her life, and life was never hard for her. Even life threw hurdles she put her trust in her Rabb and crossed it effortlessly. That was all before she met Austin Lee Mathew, her irritatingly handsome, playboy neighbour, who didn't know when to stop pestering her. Austin Lee Matthew on papers, Lee Jaehan is his Korean name, the name he uses in general. Mom's pet, Dad's pride, a role model to his siblings. Third year in Uni, successful in whatever he puts his mind, has a failure for the first time in his life when he tries to figure out the Yellow obsessed, girl working next to his college dorm apartment. Thus, Jaehan made it a mission to unveil the covered maiden next door. Will he figure her out? or will she let him try to unveil her ? or even worse, will she let him through her heart or let him break her heart? It's a rollercoaster ride that a Muslimah takes, and that's what we are about to do,join the ride with her...........

"The woman who sees but cannot be seen frustrates the colonizer" Diana is a young adult in University of PortHarcout in Nigeria and a Christian. She is trying to find her identity and stand strong in it and her choices. Same thing as her choice to live modestly. Wearing hijab is something she never felt she would do but now here she was, two years in a row of being a Christian hijabi. She still had her insecurities. she had bullies. but she also has; A best friend. A potential crush and his best friend. Her father And Yawheh. What could go wrong? A lot.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 & 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠️ ​❝ This book deals with deep social anxiety, introverted trauma, and a severe fear of the opposite gender. It is a slow-burn journey of healing, dignity, and true love. ❞ Salar-the most successful and dignified architect in Istanbul, known for his cold attitude, rigid principles, and unyielding arrogance. He rules his corporate empire with an iron fist, detesting weakness in any form. ​Aaleen-a deeply inward, innocent girl wrapped in a lavender hijab, carrying a world of insecurities. Haunted by a fear of the opposite gender, she trembles at the mere presence of a man. Her survival strategy has always been to remain invisible. ​When destiny forces Aaleen into Salar's oppressive corporate world, their paths collide in a clash of cold arrogance and fragile fear. Salar despises her shyness, while Aaleen is suffocated by his harsh aura. But beneath the layers of his rigid heart and her silent terrors lies a deep, spiritual connection that neither of them sees coming. Will Salar's cold demeanor break her fragile soul completely, or will this terrified girl become the 'True Maseeha' who heals his arrogant heart? ​A powerful story of arrogance, deep trauma, and soulful healing-True Maseeha.

Assalamu Alaikum my dear sisters! Welcome to this mini-guide for muslimahs where you'll find: reminders, quotes, fun facts, anasheed, qur'an recitations, iman boosters, halal jokes and dua'a. The main goal here is to enjoy ourselves while learning more about the beauty of Islam Insha'Allah. Beautiful cover by @misshijabi3 ONE Strong Ummah has reached #232 in Spiritual on May 8 and #198 on May 11, 2016! الحمد لله:)

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious and the Most Merciful. These are my experiences as a Hijabi. The challenges I faced and the ups and downs of my Hijabi life :) May this piece of writing help us all increase our faith on Allah and how He does miracles for those who seek His help only.

Epiphany / ɪˈpɪfəni / - A life-changing realization - what happens when a contract marriage is the last solution to their problems? Will Hadia Atif and Mustafa Ibrahim be able to take this step to solve all their other problems? or will something happen, causing everything to change.

After Aisha and Abdullah died in a plane crash, their children, Zaytoon and Zayd, had to struggle on our own to make the best out of life. In this process, Zayd meets Madinah, and they continued their long-time relationship. Madinah, who is bipolar, can't differentiate between love and hate. Controlling her temper is one difficult thing on its own. Are they destined to be with each other? The rift between Madinah and Zayd gets worse, and when Madinah attempts to mend it, killed Zayd. Would Zaytoon ever get justice for her twin brother's death? Watch out what happens between Zaytoon and Madinah as their lives changes drastically. Cover Credit: @fortune_Mitch © Copyright 2021

i dont write this but yeahh will get a chance to share it😊

𝐀𝐭 𝐂𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬, 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 l

Layla Huddat and Ambrose (A. J) DeCasa, Their story is a perfect example of what happens when a Volcano meets a Tornado...

SYNOPSIS "...You wanted an extra pay somewhere to start up your saloon right? Well, I've got the perfect job for you. We have been looking for a Muslim woman to join for a while and you, my dear, have the perfect face, perfect body, walk, style, everything. It is the best offer!" he explained with so much vigor like someone who hit a jackpot but she watched him like he suddenly had two heads. "Sorry, mister but I am not that kind of woman!" she hissed. The audacity! ... When fashion meets elegance, something beautiful is destined to bloom. Being betrayed twice in a year by the people she trusted with everything, Zaira picked herself up and strived to start her beauty parlor that she dreamt of since childhood. She was traumatized by the thought of a relationship but what if despise her focus, her heart gets snatched when she least expected it? Add some fashion, design it with decency and sprinkle some love. 'No one can define me except Him, who designed me.' ZAIRA 🌟Hammad and Zaira 🌟Egypt/Nigeria ✨Fashion designer/ model