"Exams is hard enough, who said anything about adding a husband to the timetable?" -Faiza. Faiza had one dream: to finish school and build the life she envisioned, books, lectures, and a future of her choosing. Marriage was never part of the plan. Then fate intervened. Her first husband, a stranger in every sense, died on their wedding day, leaving her with heartbreak she never asked for and a coldness in her future she never saw coming. When she finally return to school, her father arranges another marriage, this time to Imran, a composed and guarded architect who believed love was unnecessary. She doesn't want marriage again. He certainly didn't. But their families decided otherwise. Their early days are quiet, awkward, parallel lives under one roof. Yet beneath the silence, something unexpected stirs. Quiet glances softening into longing. Small gestures weaving trust. Each moment quietly shifting into something more than either expected. Now, caught between the weight of what died and the fragile hope of what might grow, they stand on a delicate edge: will they keep their hearts closed... or let them be open for each other? WANNA BE YOURS is a tender, slow-burn halal romance of dreams deferred, second chances, and two reluctant hearts discovering a love they never planned, forging something beautiful from the unexpected.

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. In the world of feelings, they say the heart is a bit unpredictable, fluttering unexpectedly and swaying in moments when the mind can't keep up. Sa'adatu likes sticking to her routine, finding comfort in the usual. Change isn't her thing; she's happy with the way things are. But suddenly, a surprising shift comes knocking-a tough task that seems impossible to win. In this whimsical tale, Adnan Bayero shows up as a spark of hope, but Sa'adatu is unsure. After living in an illusion for too long, the reality she sees now is not what she imagined. Life, akin to the heart's capricious dance, unfolds with surprises. The avoidance of the unexpected might just be the resonating crescendo, orchestrating the whimsical ballet of the heart. By Ferdeausee_

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. It wasn't how she could never seem to pronounce his name, "Qasim," correctly, always calling him "Kasim" since she was young. Nor was it her innocence, which seemed to follow her everywhere, highlighted by her delicate Fulani features that could be recognized from miles away. It was her, entirely. Her very existence was the axis upon which Amir Qasim's life revolved. But when that axis was removed, his world was thrown into chaos. Being born the eldest child of the Sultan wasn't his choice, nor was becoming the next Sultan, burdened with immense responsibilities. Yet he accepted it, carrying those duties he so deeply resented. Becoming the next Sultan's wife wasn't her choice either, nor was becoming the eldest Princess of the Kubi Caliphate. So why was she forced to bear the brunt of the grudge he harbored within? Why did she have to endure the short end of the stick? From the moment she stepped into the world of royalty, she knew the path would be hard-fought. But she wasn't willing to lose. Why should she? She harbors the same hatred towards him. However, there is a saying, "The more you hate, the more you love." By Ferdeausee.

Copyright©2022. All Rights Reserved. When esteemed journalist Zainab Shamaki published a new article targeting one of Maroudi's most influential figures, she never anticipated the dire consequences it would bring. Why? Because things had always fallen into place for her. This was the first time she faced adversity. Stripped of her livelihood and left to pick up the pieces of her shattered life, she believed that was the lowest point she could reach. Little did she know that the aftermath of that incident would entangle her in unfamiliar troubles. Enter a treacherous world of politics, where survival meant playing a dirty game of kill or be killed. Add in a dysfunctional family, indifferent to one another's plights, and an ex-lover who fueled her worries-her existence underwent a profound transformation. For better or worse? That remains uncertain. Through thick and thin? Quite possibly. In times of prosperity and hardship? Not such a terrible prospect. Until death do them part? Most certainly.

Copyright 2022© All Rights Reserved. Aria Tayyu Safwan, a twenty four year old Turk came to Nigeria under unfortunate circumstances. Despite having a dark past and more skeletons in her closet than anyone else in her family, she took pride in being a lawyer more than anything. After all, she's not a big shot lawyer for nothing. What awaits her in Hadewa though? Aali Bin Bello II, Crown Prince and soon to be Calipha of Hadewa Caliphate had been away from home for so long. And when he returns, he didn't expect the problems that keeps sprouting out of nowhere threatening his position as the next Calipha. Or did he? Set in the Sovereign Caliphate of Northern Nigeria, in between unraveling secrets buried for decades and facing enemies long made, a battle for power continues, a quest for love begins, and a story of betrayal like never before. Will Law prevail along with Royalty? Or would both lose? By Ferdeausee.

Copyright© 2020. All rights reserved. She sat on her bed thinking how on earth is she to get married at the tender age of sixteen. Not marrying any ordinary person, but the youngest prince. He is also just nineteen years old and to her, he is still a young boy growing just like she is. Poignant you might say? She thought at that age, she will be thinking about which university to choose amongst all the universities in the country but no. She is now going to start thinking about what to cook before her husband gets home and how to dress for the day as a Royal. Jumbled right? That is not half the story. She got divorced a day after their marriage the reason known to her clearly but she refuse to take fault. Brutal in your mind isn't it? No, the fact that she needs to work in the same palace she's left as a married woman to get something in her stomach is the trouble. How can she cope working in her ex-husband's Chamber? She also didn't know that the position she started working hard for would be taken away from her just like that in a blink of an eye. He got everything he's wanted and more. That is when she thought about stepping up in her game. He should know who he is dealing with and she is no more young, she is a woman now.

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!"

'I'll marry him,' she said, flashing a lopsided smile. 'I don't care about what will happen to him, so long as you'd keep your promise, I'll even kill him if you want.' Yusrah had no idea she was having herself hitched with her nemesis. She'd cry, she'd hate him even more and he'd make sure she regretted the very day she knew him. She may be a Turkish goddess that had men dancing to her tunes, a fierce and powerful woman that was filled with venom, but that was the least of Hammad's worries. He knew she married him for a reason, to birth his doom. And he'd make sure she regretted every minute she was going to live as his wife. They embarked on a marital escapade that was filled to the brim with hatred, quests for revenge and anger, but they had no idea what they would stumble upon in life may or may not change their views about each other. A dare will be set between them, and everyone was hell bent on making the other lose...while they slowly lost themselves to the sea of love calling out to them in Istanbul. Whilst fighting between themselves and the tenderness that whispered to their souls; secrets will be revealed, memories will be made, tears will be shed and hugs will be shared. Maybe even love will be confessed! Even though not all soulmates you're meant to live forever with...they hoped theirs will last. Blind or not, they certainly fell in love!

BROKEN HALVES||BOOK TWO OF DOWN HEARTED. If love is the disease, she knows he would be her cure. If love is the pain, she knows he would be her ease. If love is a monster, she knows he would be an angel. If love is a vampire, she knows he would be the magic that'll make her blood forbidden. But what happens if he's the one she loves? The one she's willing to give her heart and soul to? The one who makes her dumb and she losses her senses to? To her, he is the love clone she has read in books, seen in paintings, and the glow that comes with the moon. Could she call him Love? Because love gives nothing to her but pain. She loves him, because he makes their whole hearts turn into 'Broken Halves'. Follow me on this journey of pain, heartbreak and love. Book two of Down Hearted. Ayshatou.