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You Can't Bid for My Love

You Can't Bid for My Love

Before I could, the door swung open with a creaking sound, revealing an office with a large, black wooden desk in the middle of the room. A tall and slender woman was standing in front of the desk with her arms folded over her chest. She had a red Hijab covering her hair along with a long-sleeved red shirt matching the Hijab and black jeans. “Welcome, wolf.” She said. “What brings you here?”
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Then came you.

Then came you.

"Ah small Hajia doesn't be offended, I didn't know it was you and oga." He raised his right hand greeting Irfan who was still trying to catch his breath. "Thank God I am alive." She rolled her eyes at and mimicked him. They walked to where the rest family members were seated outside on the patio. "Aha Malama Nasreen...Yau Hijabi kika saka kuma!! ( you wore hijab today) "Eh wallahi." She shot a deathly glare at Irfan. "Yayi kyau."( it's fine)
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ROYAL BLOOD

ROYAL BLOOD

She seeks only serenity and peace but still prides herself on some entertainment when the need arises. Jia had the beauty of an Arabian princess, just like the rest of her sisters, Nafteni and Omelia. She has a huge chest, long dark hair and siren-dark eyes, lightly brown skin, and long legs. Most of the time Jia was always dressed in expensive hijabs. Her neck and wrist were always adorned with expensive jewelry imported directly from Hamstung. When Jia had heard about Omelia's death, she clothed herself in a black hijab and mourned her sister for three days.
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'Woman'

'Woman'

Perhaps this will give me understanding. I order two waffle sandwiches with pieces of omelet rounds and bacon slices, remembering how Evers enjoyed the maple bacon donut that the wolf male had gifted me. The little woman presses the silver square on the screen twice, it says "WFB" and I make a mental note. I sit next to the door as I wait on the pink haired beauty to arrive. I observe the people who enter and those I can see from the window. I pretend not to see Evers as I 'read' the book while she makes her way towards me. "Aislaine! So sorry, I'm running behind. I overslept. Well, I always oversleep. You look nice this morning! I love the top." She sits down across from me and I open the b
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Billionaire's Hijabi

Billionaire's Hijabi

But do as you both want saying this Ammi (mother) left. " I think Arman will be more sutible for Jiya " Jubayer told me.. Okay let me talk with Jiya first then we can decide about it.. Nikha Day (Wedding Day) Now everything is done just your hijab is left. Look at mirror Khushi see yourself then I will set your hijab" Hayat told me and I look at mirror slowly.. You are looking so beautiful khushi so let me Protect me from evil eyes saying this she put hijab on my head and set everything.Now your looking more beautiful with your hijabi now your only your Hasan hijabi. The billionaire Hijabi" She said and I smiled at her..
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Ditipu Mertua dan Suami

Ditipu Mertua dan Suami

Gamis berdetail ruffle di bagian atas yang berwarna putih dan berdetail layering di bagian bawah yang berwarna dusty lengkap dengan hijab instan berwarna dusty pula seolah dia tahu kalau aku belum mahir memakai hijab. Tak bosan aku mematut matut diri di kaca. Aku seperti bukan melihat seorang Tiara. Gamis ini benar-benar sudah menyulapku menjadi sosok Tiara yang baru, lebih terlihat dewasa bahkan keibuan tidak kekanak kanakan lagi. Ada rasa haru sekaligus bahagia dan entah kenapa, seketika aku begitu yakin bahwa mulai hari ini aku akan putuskan untuk memakai hijab. Dengan hati berdebar aku menemui Ibu yang sedang menidurkan Vania di kamar, "Bu, Tiara mau keluar sebentar ya. Ada janji dengan
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MARRIED TO AN INFERNO

MARRIED TO AN INFERNO

She doesn't know where his office is and besides, why would she go to someone who just sent her to jail? He smelt her before he even gaze up at her. It is none other than Naja'atu Haris Dantati, his first wife, first love. He stared at the beautiful woman that would look bland in front of Suhayr but pretty nevertheless. She is wearing his favorite colour of aqua blue shirt, admiral peplum skirt, denim jacket on top of it that close half her buttocks. An azure coloured veil is what she toed on her head in that complicated turban of hers that he never learnt how to do but has seen her doing so many tutorials on YouTube.
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In love with a soccer star

In love with a soccer star

Samanta scrutinized this person expecting her. She was a beautiful woman. In her forties, light brown skin, black hair, think, dark but subtly defined eyebrows, a fine face, with very obvious asian features. She was about 5'9", thin. She could notice some expression lines across her forehead from the big smile she was holding as she approached her. The woman was also wearing that veil on her head, but unlike what she had seen so far, it wasn't covering her whole face, just her hair. A pair of green eyes studied her when she was close enough. “Samanta Andrade?” The woman asked. Samanta nodded, showing a shy smile. “My name is Tahirah Halabee” the woman bowed her head.
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Aegis Group

Aegis Group

A hand grasped Vara's sleeve. She turned toward the woman she'd only known as Djinn. The woman was so petite she swam in her clothes. Her hijab framed her face in a way that she seemed to be all eyes and frowns. But that appearance hid a sharp intellect and when she opened her mouth Vara knew Djinn wasn't Syrian born even if that was her heritage. Djinn was American. "Hey," Vara said. Was she finally speaking to her? "You got it out?" Djinn stared at the bag clutched to Vara's side.
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Frequently Asked Questions

Growing up in a multicultural neighborhood, I had friends who wore the hijab, and their reasons were as diverse as their personalities. For some, it was a deeply personal spiritual choice—a way to feel closer to God and embody modesty as they interpreted it. One friend described it as her 'daily reminder to walk with humility,' which really stuck with me. Others saw it as a cultural touchstone, especially if they were raised in families where it symbolized heritage and identity. It wasn’t just about religion; it was about carrying forward traditions that connected them to their grandparents’ stories.

Then there were those who surprised me by framing it as an act of empowerment. They talked about rejecting societal pressure to conform to beauty standards, saying the hijab let them define their worth beyond appearance. I remember a college classmate who joked, 'It’s my built-in filter—people have to listen to my ideas, not judge my outfit.' That flipped my assumptions upside down. Of course, there’s no single reason—it’s this intricate mix of faith, culture, and personal conviction that makes the choice so meaningful.

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