[#4 on Spiritual🔥🔥 On 24 September 2018] "Why is everybody avoiding me because of my voice? Was I the one that created myself? No. I was ridiculed, humiliated, harassed, all because of my voice. Why could'nt everyone understand how it hurts? Not even my mother. Why? I know you were asking my name because you want to hear the vulgar man like voice of a very beautiful lady. You want to laugh at me too. Well__My name is Hayfah Talhah Muhammad. Leave, go and laugh to your fill. But know__ I was created like this! And I believe it's a blessing in disguise. Why could'nt everyone understand? Why?" She wiped away her tears with her hijab, which were not stopping anytime from now. She left him confused, what is she going through? Is everyone making fun of her? But why? Nothing is wrong with her voice. He love her voice!. _____ The story of a very beautiful young lady, with her husky man's like voice. Will she be accepted? Will she ever find her true love? Just tail behind, as I tell you the story of Hayfah Talhah Muhammad.

Copyright © 2022. All Rights Reserved. Aisha Nasir doesn't want much in life. She has loving parents, a dream job, and the most supportive--yet overly dramatic best friend. Not to mention, family members that do not understand the concept of minding their business. At work, she's the perfect doctor. At home, she's the adoptive child her extended family detest. And in the middle of the night, she's trapped in nightmares from her past which she can't seem to escape. When they recieve a VIP guest at work, she fully intends to stay clear of his path. That seemed to backfire when a certain man in the name of Dr. Aslam Muhammad choose to appear in her life that very moment. By Ferdeausee_

When news of Jamilah Abubakr's death reached the world, it shook. How couldn't it? It'd lost one of the gems it had left....A young, cultured philanthropist with as much beauty within, as she had without. The Khalil household was one of the most affected. With both sons, Jamil and Ayman having to deal with the loss of the girl who'd meant the world to them. When, two years later, Jamilah Abubakr resurfaced, her death seemingly a scam by her conniving father, Senator Abubakr, she's taken in by the Khalils. However, things aren't as rosy as they were, and Jamilah has lost a great deal of herself to the accident, mentally. She's unable to remember much of her former life, and is in for a bumpy ride once the rest of the socialite circle - a bunch of politicians and government officials that are out to damage hers and the Khalil's reputation - discover her secret. Yahya Khalil, head of the Khalil household, and an important political figure in the country, plans Jamilah's marriage to his sons for her safety. The question of who to wed is then left; Ayman, her childhood best friend and former crush; or Jamil, the man she'd been close to getting married to. Without Jamilah's memories, without the knowledge of how she'd once felt towards both of them, what does she do? Does she make the decision she'd have years ago, before the accident? Or does she make a different decision this time, ignoring the foreign feelings that grip her whenever she sees him? You want to know who 'Him' is? Want to know what her decision is? Delve into Jamilah's world in 'My baby; My wife'.

Al-amin and Laila grew up together. They were inseparable. What happens when Laila goes abroad for her studies only to come back and find that Al-amin has changed. Will she be able to bring the old notorious boy who loves to prank her back or will she give up. Get through all the funny moments, the emotional moment and happy moments in Laila: A hausa story #6 Nigeria 28/09/2020

Copyright © 2023. All Rights Reserved. ❝ Everyone lies. I'm not an exception.❞ Nailah Zayed has the picture perfect life. Being the only child to one of the most influential families in Maroudi, and married to Imran Hadi-- the son of conglomerate, she has everything one would wish for. The riches? The beauty? The fame, and the loving husband? She has it all. But there's always more than what meets the eye. Even in the life of beau mondes, with the perfectly sculptured life, there's a world of lies it's built on. You can bury it, but it's bound to turn up at point or another. For Nailah, it came in the form of Ayaan Fadel. A man not only threatening her picture perfect life, but every wall she has built around herself. And as it turns out, everyone, him included, has skeletons in their closets. Skeletons that turn up and flip everything upside down with no warnings whatsoever. What if nothing is actually as it seems? What if it were all lies? Certainly, it's a battle for the fittest, and she wasn't willing to lose whatsoever the case is. By Ferdeausee_.

A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019

Anger, pure anger and fear sipped through her veins threatening to burst out. She struggled vehemently to release her hand, but that only made him tighten his hand around her twisted arm. She cried out of pain but that only seemed to impress him. He smirked and said, "Mm, so fiesty?" He glared at her and pushed her against the wall. "You are evil Abdullah!" She almost shouted. Beads of sweat formed on her silk skin. Why was he making her life a living hell in her matrimonial home? She was supposed to live a happy life with her so-called husband, but instead, he is bullying her. "Just tell me, why?" She gazed at him confused wondering what he meant by that. "Why what?" She cried "Heh" he chuckled, "don't play dumb with me Kulthum. Just tell me why you chose him over me? What am I lacking? Huh? Tell me!" He shouted pushing her more against the wall. "Because you are evil! I never loved you in the first place, you are nothing worth loving" she spat as tears flowed down her beautiful face. As soon as he heard that, his face stoned up while his jaw clenched and his eyes became bloodshot. Such a sight she had never seen since she was married to him. "If I can hate you, why can't you, Abdullah?! I am so tired of this relationship, I can't do it anymore just let me go" With a dejected heart, he released her hand and whispered dangerously close to her ear, "If I can't have you, then no one will" He stumped off angrily while she slumped to the ground releasing a heavy sigh of defeat as tears rolled down her cheek. Since the day she got married to him, there had never been a day where she laughed for at least two minutes. All she knew at that very moment was that she was doomed! *completed but currently under editing*

Copyright © 2022. All Rights Reserved. ❝ Take my heart, and do with it as you desire. Embrace, or break it. It has only ever been yours--yours to do as you please.❞ Yasmeen Khalid doesn't thrive in the spotlight; she's not one to captivate a room or demand second glances. Instead, she finds solace with her nose buried between the pages of a book, seeking refuge away from the bustling crowds. That's where she finds her peace. However, with a fiery attitude that defies her petite frame, a few eccentricities, and a penchant for sarcasm, it's inevitable that she'll draw attention sooner or later. Not to mention, her non-existent love life makes the idea of an arranged marriage seem appealing. But everything changes when she encounters him. Suddenly, she becomes the protagonist of her own narrative. As Asad Gidado enters the scene, a new tale begins, destined to unravel in unpredictable ways. By Ferdeausee_.

One Number Dialed wrong. Could it have been a coincidence? Nah, i would preferably stick to fate. Amirah Adamu Bawa, the well known daughter of His excellency Alhaji Adamu Bawa, the well respected Governor of Bauchi State and Hajiya Nafisah Hamza, a daughter to the Emir of Katagum, Bauchi state finds herself interacting with a stranger over the phone. One thing leads to another and a scandal gets formed. 0o0 "You don't know. You can't predict the future" "Let's not beat around the bush and deceive ourselves but I don't see you in my future" I laughed incredulously, tears were threatening to escape now, making my eyes sting but I was never a weakling and I won't start being one over his hurtful words. Not now, not ever. "You better start seeing me in it because there's no where I'm going. We'll live together, share a room, share a bathroom, inhale in each other's scents, share our stories, you'll be someone's Father and I, Amirah Bawa will be their mother. I'll be in every sentence, in every line of your life's story one way or the other" "You're dreaming" He spat "hopelessly" he added with a mock smile. "No" I shook my head again "You're the one who's dreaming because look around you, we just finished taking the pictures that will inform the world of our impending nuptials" "Impending doom more like" He cut through my words with a sarcastic remark. "I learn to embrace what life throws at me" I taunted. His eyes clasped tightly with mine, he was so mad that his fury reflected in his gaze. They were so dark I thought I was going to pee on my self. "You can't embrace the misery I'll bring with me" With each step Kamal took I felt myself pressing, sinking further into the door. 0o0

(Editing in process) Salmah, is a normal girl from a normal family with nothing extraordinary about her. She happens to fall in love with Ammar. The egoistic, arrogant , breathtaking handsome brother of her best friend , who she couldn't seem to impress . On the other hand,there's Basheer the cheery, fun and handsome brother who seems to be smitten by Salmah. Two brothers and one lady,nothing can ever go wrong ,right...? #No 52 in shortstory on 27-05-2018