"Manal, seriously, this is what the toilets look like in Islamic countries? Really? No place for you to sit, you just squat down? Hot damn," Justin Melrose said, grinning and shaking his head as he looked at the picture of the tiled floor. Focusing on the image on the computer screen while smirking derisively, Justin failed to see the look of pure fury on th...
Alright, I'm not sure how to say this so I'm just going to say it. My name is Halima Khan and I'm a young woman of Saudi Arabian and Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I study business administration. Most people assume that I'm just another hijab-wearing pious and chaste Muslim gal when they...
"Remember, my friends, the best of you are those who are kind to their wives," Imam Mohammed Abdi said, as he spoke to the brothers and sisters at the Sal Al Din Mosque about proper conduct within relationships. The stocky, bearded and dark-skinned, fifty-something, Somali-born Canadian Muslim preacher was happy to see such a high turnout of believers on a r...
Digitis, a maiden of eighteen years, leaned back against the couch she was stretched out on, next to her, resting on a similar one Pondors, a maiden of twenty year, yawned and stretched. "Have you had any action yet." It came out of the blue and although it was an old talking point it still shocked Digitis. Pondors was very promiscuous, she had sex with a...
You come from a religious family. You have religious parents. You’re not sure about the whole thing yourself but you were raised to believe. To be honest you were always kind of skeptical about the idea of a higher power described in those old books. Especially after reading through many of the passages yourself. That is until the day you discovered somethin...
Thanks to Ravenna933 for her copyediting and plot development suggestions. ***** I woke to the call of prayer blasting through the hotel window. I groaned and rolled over, checking the clock on the nightstand. It was just after 6 AM, and I remembered this least favourite aspect of sharing a bed with Rania, the necessity of all Muslims to rise with the su...
The first time I laid eyes on Rama Abdel-Masih, I was mesmerized. I mean, I was walking through the Rideau Shopping Center with my boys, Timothy and Dalton, one Saturday night, and when I saw her I just froze, man. I see pretty girls all the time, don't get me wrong. I simply wasn't used to seeing tall, majestic ladies in hijabs and regal long robes. With he...
"Rashid Jibril, I want you to know that I love you," Suleiman said, smiling as he pulled his arms around the tall, athletic young Somali Muslim man who meant the world to him. Rashid smiled back, and shook his head. All the love he felt for the big and tall, roughly handsome and gifted but terminally confused bisexual Haitian Muslim brother returned. Rashid...
Listening to Imam Yousef Kader's sermon and hearing him condemn Western society for its many excesses, I nodded along with the rest of the brothers. At the Sal Al Din Mosque of West London, England, we were used to harsh sermons from preachers whose views often seem at odds with the times in which we live. Hearing them speak about the decadence of the societ...
I keep hearing that Muslim male submissive types in the world of BDSM are hard to find, and I laugh at the kinds of people who say these things. Yes, there are Muslim women in the world of BDSM, and I'm proud to say that I am one of them. My name is Sulafah Faeed, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Toronto, in provincial Ontario. I'm mixed race, bor...