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"You played with me! You planned your marriage behind my back and showed me that you were not interested. I haven't seen anybody as cunning as you Khadeer." She fumed at him. "Please try to understand. I haven't done anything of that sort. I really don't want to get married. I don't know how to prov... " Khadeer appealed to her but his words got cut by her voice. "You know what?" He stared at her blank. "I could have easily stopped you from getting married if I wanted it. But I didn't. I didn't! You want to know why?" smirking at him, she giggled. Khadeer was shaken by watching her. "Because now I have changed my mind. I changed my mind as I want to make your life a living hell. I want to see you suffer, even more. I want to make you death alive Khadeer. I want you to get married as soon as possible. You were the one who wanted it so badly? Say? So let me help you now!" The floor seemed to swayed under Khadeer's feet. The pain in his heart was unbearable. His eyesight became blurry. He was sweating and trembling in fear. Khadeer laid his head in his hands, holding it tight to stop the thoughts that were running inside his head. He was screaming in pain, crying on his life. Why him... every single time? Why him? He groaned. Khadeer was thrown in havoc and from it, there was not even the slightest bit of chance for his escape. He can't get married and ruin someone else's life. He cannot! He didn't know what should be done? He wanted to stop all of it, at once. There was no more power left in him to fight with the upcoming tornado. He wanted to end everything. He was on the verge of giving up on his life! ~ He loved her beyond infinity though, circumstances made them fall apart however faith tired their hearts, but things always get complicated because of his inevitable past ~ GUARDING HIS SOUL: A book filled with a blissful journey of true love, life, lessons, heartbreak, trust, betrayal, separation and mistakes. - @shewrites_official

She knew that her work wouldn't let her rest, Was aware that every day would be a test. It was her passion though, to see the last smiles, Although they haunted her for the longest of times. He was a wonder in this world, Possessed a heart of gold. His heart bled for every atrocity the ummah faced, His Soul shook every time an innocent was shot dead. She couldn't believe that he was hers, And he was on a mission to never see her in tears. She remembered this when a cry escaped its cage, And knew that he would love her even after his last breath.

''Marriage isn't easy especially when it's arranged and you hardly know the guy.'' 23-year-old Zara, a modest and virtuous Muslimah, has finally accepted a marriage proposal and is ready to share her life and love with her husband. But what happens when he is broody, stiff and ignores her most of the time? Is it possible to make her own husband fall in love with her or will Zara become a victim of unrequited love? #WATTYSWINNER2014

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.

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.

{Completed} My name is Miracle. I got that name when I was fourteen. I can't remember my family. I can't remember my friends. I can't remember anything from the past. Do I even have a past? Where was I born? Who are my parents? What did I like? Did I prefer dresses or sweaters? Was I a girly-girl or a tomboy? I lost everything the moment I came forcefully here. I didn't ask for this nor did I would want it. I came here to loose myself. I came here, because I got kidnapped. Everything I had known, everything I had forgotten came up to surface and tried to swim when he came into my life. He, the one who saved me.. ~ This story is so much more different than my previous ones. This is too emotional and extreme. Its about two people meeting each other in the worse circumstance. Two people who are trying to save each other by loosing themselves. Its still Islamic of course, but that will appear later in the story. If you don't like grammar mistakes, then this story is nothing for you. You have been warned. Also contains it scary parts which could make you cry, so if you can't handle that, then don't read it. Romance. GENERAL DISCLAIMER ABOUT MY WORKS: I write about the things that people don't want to think about. I write about the things that people are turning away from when its mentioned. I write about the things no one warned you about because in their eyes its a taboo to even think of it. I write about atheists, rape, forced marriages- all of the darkest side of life. If you don't like that, then this account is nothing for you.

A story of a 21 year old muslim girl called Liybha who lives in New Zealand. She is engaged to a business man's son. But her heart and soul has been long claimed by Hamid. A friendship from her childhood who she left behind in Pakistan. But fate has other plans for her as Hamid returns back into her life, releasing her old childhood memories she had buried deep within in her herself. She now stands on a road which leads to different destinations. Which one will she choose? Where will her fate lead her? A halal muslim love story with romance.

As if being kidnapped from a poverty-stricken town in the Middle East was not horrifying enough, Hayat Ishfaq, a 21 year-old American Muslim, is forced to watch the slow beheadings of her own students. But, those are the least of her worries. ~A Wattpad Featured Story~

Nafs is an Arabic word. I have no idea how to translate it into English, but it means one's own self, the desires, lust, cravings, a person has for himself. This is a short story about nafs, and about how the characters battle against it, Ameerah's journey towards the right path, Zarak's sacrifices for the love of Allah, Abdul Rehman's Jihad against his desires and Aabira's struggle towards the truth. The prophet Muhammad SAW said that the greatest Jihad is battling against one's own soul, the evil within one's own self. InshaAllah, you will love it. Give it a try. ;)