Waliya

Assalāmu ‘Alaikum wa Rahmatullāhi wa Barakātuhu,
          
          I offer this book with a humble heart, knowing that every chapter was born from nights of reflection and days of healing. What you hold now is not just writing — it is a collection of feelings that once lived inside me, and a reminder of how Allah brings strength out of our deepest wounds.
          
          This book belongs to anyone who has ever whispered their pain to Allah and waited for dawn. For readers, it may echo your unspoken stories. For writers, it may show that vulnerability is a form of courage.
          
          Here, you will walk with me through love that changed me, heartbreak that broke me, and faith that rebuilt me. I hope you find in these pages a sense of companionship, a soft truth, or even a single line that stays with you.
          
          May Allah bless you for giving your time to these words, and may He ease every burden resting in your heart.
          
          With warmth, sincerity, and a prayer for you,
          — The Author
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/400521145?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=eccedentesiastsoull

Salam,
          
          First and foremost, All praises be to Allah for allowing me to write and share this wonderful novel globally. 
          
          Then, to my readers, for their constant support, love, and duas. I truly appreciate it. Without you guys, we wouldn’t have reached 2K views!! 
          
          As for the book's current status, I have about 7-9 scenes mentally planned before we hit the end of Internal I. On the dark side, these days I’m struggling with health issues, hence updating new chapters may take a while. 
          
          Need duas! ❤️
          
          

Assalaamu alaikum... 
          Your going through my story means a lot to me.. 
          Baarakallaahu feeki.. 

I hope you will like this small and cute love story.... I just published my second story "Butterscotch and Love". https://www.wattpad.com/1579627633?utm_source=android&utm_medium=profile&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=rose2q4e

Assalamu alaikum friend! I just uploaded a new story called "Wounds"!!
          
          Just to give you a brief overview, it's a thriller with healing and bonding, and found-family or - refound family i guess  . Anyway, it's chock-full of suspense and drama so inshallah it'll captivate you!
          
          ❝The air was silent, the kind of silence that only exists on abandoned roads in the middle of nowhere.
          
          Then the silence broke - a man's heavy panting echoed as he stumbled toward the flickering light. He reached it, collapsing against the cold metal pole, chest heaving, eyes wide and unfocused... ❞
          
          Please do go and give it a read - I'd really appreciate it !!!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/403167582-wounds

https://www.wattpad.com/story/400770798?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=_26Shiwani
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Salam,
          
          Chapter 24, Autumn Leaves and Spring Gale, is out NOW!! 
          
          Enjoy!!! 

Salam ❤️ 
          I’m stuck in a very bad writer’s block. Wrote the next chapter of about 2k words and need to write one last scene before publishing.
          
          The story is finally progressing and I do not want to quit </3 
          
          I am DESPERATELY in need of prayers! 
          

a small token of kindness [ 17th september 2025, wednesday ] 
          
          broken fury, dead incitement, delirium stitched in emotions. yearning winds, fanning destructions, branches that bury their homelands. 
          
          systemic disorientations, horrors owed to joys that bleed. mysterious differences, confusions constructed, alarms that ring but souls that refuse to awaken. 
          
          blaring conquerors, forgotten tunnels, coffee cooling beside unmade dread. thrumming fingertips, raging purposes, metamorphosis: humans crawling, carrying everyday banters. 
          
          the sun with a thousand eyes, the night with hidden crimes, feathers drowned in poet's ink. sorrows of lyrics, wings lost in the blue, life that feeds one melancholy, souls distilling it into hope. 
           #adropofhumanity

Sorry for dropping this here but checkout my story. You will love it
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/386237279?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=Heartfelt_peeps