Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. [#2 in Malik/Othman series] [can be read separately] Mehr; Moon... Mehr, a teenage girl with so many wild dreams. The goody two shoes but also egoistical person yet the best person you can ever come across. She has her life all planned over a box of pizza, a soda and her best friend while on movie marathon, but never thought that everything will get ruined just one night; her brothers' dinner party. Everything changed, but is it for the better or worst? Find out the rest in Mehr. She is among those people that always look forward to seeing their dreams come true. She didn't give up or, her husband didn't let her give up when those dreams started going downhill. She never thought she would get married so early leaving her dreams behind. It was such a long ride... Taken Down but can be found through this link (in my bio) in a website called SofaNovel, hope you'll follow it there and comment also. Thank you... No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.

Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. "I never thought I would say this to anyone, but I want you to use me, exploit me in every possible way, Mami. Use my shoulders to cry on and my arms to be hugged, my body to receive warmth, my chest to keep your head on and badge it with your make-up, my heartbeats and breathings to lull you to sleep, my hair to tug and play with, my eyes to lose yourself in, my accent to swoon over, my insensate jokes to laugh and giggle, my kisses to make you feel loved, enhance your confidence and make you feel perfect and my touches to take away your insecurities and vulnerabilities. You, mami, are the best person to ever grace this universe. Use me as your sun, moon, stars, night, day, everything and anything you want. Use me anytime but don't shut me out like you did for the past week, I can't deal with that. By Allah, it takes away my sanity and reason to live. Tell me please..." Zayn Borkan, makes her feel as though, perfection is real for whatever she does, is right to him. Even when her breathing pace changes, his heart spiked up in worry. There is nothing more important than Nana Aisha to Zayn and there never will. She is just too perfect and pure, also the most beautiful person to grace the earth for him. "I wish I could hold your heart, Cradle it gently in my hands. My arms are not strong enough, To hold what is not meant for it. My eyes have seen a lot of things, And I thought I'd seen them all. But the way your smile ignites my own, Makes me think there's so much more to see. This walls around this heart of mine, Have stood, collecting dust. But it's as though you've found the gate, That leads right to my trust. I've liked my name before but not anymore, But on your lips, it's heart warming. And your voice is my new favorite song, That's forever on repeat. But even though I feel this, I can never let you see. Because you deserve a whole lot more, Than a broken soul like me." No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu

Copyright© 2020. All rights reserved. The morning rays rose above the horizon. Sunlight streamed her bedroom through the gaps of the curtain lightening up the room with warm glow. She rolled over and gazed out the window overlooking the shines over the other buildings. The new rays brought a new day, the day she will get her husband back. The sun slowly began to slide from the sky, pulling the blue canopy on its fall and slowly creeping behind was an ominous black shroud. The sun was beginning to set, casting subtle hues of dusk across the sky and she still is thinking of ways to have him back in her arms. Will she ever be able to do so or will the new wife coming to their home have him all to herself? No, she is ready to fight and take in the arctic cold chilling her bones. In just Twenty One Days, she won't be able to have her husband all to herself but she is ready to fight for the love she has destroyed with her bare hands and she will do that In Twenty One Days. No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.

Copyright© 2022. All rights reserved. Two people forced to live under the same roof in the name of something called 'conjugation' a sacred relationship that is supposed to be filled with love, tolerance, patience, consideration, listening and respect but in this situation, it is the total opposite of what a marriage encompasses. Theirs is filled with castigation, intolerance, cowardice and heedlessness. Merged with dramatic in-laws, the family is turned upside down. Although she couldn't see his face, she sensed a change in the atmosphere... the fierce will of a warrior in battle, the urge to conquer and dominate. Aware of his violence barely kept in check, Layla remained very still. She kept her face turned away and listened to his breathing, until the deepening movements of his lungs became calm once more. Not at all moved of scared, she lifted a mocking brow and jeered. "Go to hell, Captain!"

She could feel the pain slowly overcoming her soul. The agony, the grief, taking over all that she once thought was alive in her. She felt so empty that she was sure her whole body will echo if someone was to shake her. But she stood, rigid as though a hundred years old tree, clinging onto the only thing that made her alive; her eyeglasses. Through those glasses, she had seen things she had wished she could erase. She had hated the things she once loved, places she once cherished and the man she grew up to love. It didn't matter who he was to her, his role in her life or even the title he possessed. She was going to take revenge, she was going to make him regret, she was going to make her father cry right before her eyes! But what if he chose to add more pain to her aching wounds? The day he declared her married to a gateman, the strings left attaching her with him were forcefully cut off. And she was certain even if it would take her till eternity, so long as she stayed married to the gateman, her father would never know what happiness felt like!

Being a princess was no easy task, especially when your life was always filled with guns and threats being thrown at you since a young start. Anisa Hassan grew from it all and has lost the ability to care for another except herself. She lives a lavish life and spends to her hearts desire with her royal status putting her at the top 5 richest in the country. But, suddenly, her bodyguard dies before saving her during her father's anniversary, leaving her to break to pieces. The next day, another one appears but this one seems to have more secrets than the palace holds....

Iman wasn't your typical girl who wore a hijab. She was a strong businesswoman who sacrificed a lot to get to where she was now. One day, when a man threatens to buy her company , he gave her no choice but to take his last name. Little did she know that he was an Arab prince...

When Hibatullah Abubakar meets Salman Baanziye, it's annoyance at it's very best at first sight. Salman is a ball of fire, Hibatullah is the very definition of an Ice Queen. They are simply put, poles apart. When destiny throws them together, Hibba and Salman navigate the world and sketch their love story, conquering various obstacles and leaving the world in awe of their love. This is Hibba and Salman's tale of when their hearts collide.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

From the grassy plains of Northern Nigeria to the swampy areas in South; two souls battled their way towards their destinies and struggled to overcome the obstacles placed in their paths. With a pinch of romance,a bucket of humour,a pint of self love, spiritual and personal growth and of course family drama;nothing is impossible. (Don't let this fool you ,I usually write better than this.Writing descriptions just happens to be the bane of my existence ) *this is more of a story of self discovery than it is a love story * NB: This is a first draft and story is unedited.