NASRIN MUHAMMAD KANGIRMO , is a 17-year-old model, who hides her modeling career from her family, she's a carefree, stubborn lady who has only one fear of her parents finding out about her modeling career. what happens when her dad alhaji Muhammad kangirmo finds out about her modeling job and decides to marry her off to his friends' son, AHMAD KABIR BINDAWA who is a spoilt brat with no respect or dignity for women yet he's still the ladies man as girls are always tripping over him... How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek, And in the pallor that succeeds it; by The quivering lid of an averted eye-- Will they put aside their difference and let faith take its toll? follow me on the love story of Nasrin and Ahmad as they face different challenges in their marital life .#hatred,#deciet#cruelty #disgust, and finally, love

#1 Afrikaans 18/10/2021 #1 abuja 18/10/2021 #1 saif 18.10/2021 #2 groomsmen 18/10/2021 #5 arewa 18/10/2021 #8 kano 18/10/2021 "You haven't known me much!" "Saif is there anything to know about you that's so important? If you left it to me I've known you good enough!" "Ilhan I like you for Allah's sake. And I don't know if you can see that. But even when one likes another for Allah's sake that doesn't mean forcing the other to accept every single thing about the other person. If I've got some things you don't like it's okay to tell me you ain't interested. It won't be right of me to be selfish and want you to accept me fully if you actually hate some things about me." "Saif who are you? You are scaring me out. You kept on saying things about you being a different person. Isn't this who you are?"

"You fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected times." ▪▪ He stroke my arm with his hand and carefully followed his own action with his eyes. "What are you doing?" I asked, pushing his hand away. He raised his both hands in the air as defense and tucked them away in his jeans pockets afterwards. "I have a question before you leave." He smirked. He was going to ask me something stupid, I could feel it. I crossed my arms and waited for his question. "You can take your headscarf off as soon as we're married, right? I mean, we are married then." He said taking another step forward. He suddenly grabbed me by my waist, pulling me towards him. He stared into my eyes holding me with a huge strength I could never compete with. It was at that moment I could smell a faint smell of alcohol on his breath. He was drunk. ▪▪ Meet Aliah Samuni; a simple, religious and down to earth 23 year old girl, who lost her parents 5 years ago. Meet Harris Cooper; cocky, rude, rich, has a different girl every week and isn't friendly towards his staff. When Aliah Samuni is being hired as a receptionist at the biggest fashion company in New York City, she meets Harris Cooper. THE Harris Cooper, the most famous and rich business man in town. Little does she know, that the guy she insults and loathes the first day at work, is the CEO of the company. Her boss. Can she change his life? Can she make him fall in love again after a horrible past? ▪▪ Read #TCUL for a spiritual adventure with mystery, drama and occasionally some intense romance. Highest ranking: #1 (Multiple times)

In life, we don't always get what we want. Falling in love is a great feeling. Being loved in return is even a more greater feeling. But not being loved in return by the one we fall in love with is... PAINFUL! Love is beautiful, Love is sweet, Love is magical, Love is sacrifice, Love is selfish, ... And love hurts! She always imagined her life, wishing it could be like those romance movies she watched. He has always been in love with her, and imagined her as his wife. But we don't always get what we want, yeah. When all hope was lost, destiny took its course. And he was beyond happy. She was, shattered and heartbroken. They crushed her little hope. It hurts when you get betrayed by the one you trust. She loves him but he loves someone else. He loves her but she thinks about someone else. She hated him! He couldn't let her go. Not after having her. He didn't care how hurting she was making him feel: he wasn't going to give up. In A Quest For Love ❣ A story about Bestfriends♡♡♡ ♠ Wondering already, are we? Read and find out. *NOT EDITED*

Through the cruise of love; there tends to be desolations, heartbreaks, and painful detriments. But if there was true ardour; the beholder of the love would persevere in the face of the grudges, the heart scourging pains, and pertubs. She was a chivalrous lady, whom was heartbroken and vowed not to fall in love again. He was an introvert; whom seldom talk, nor could he envisage himself in love. They became acquaintanced, intimate friends, and finally deviate into inseparable lovers. Promises were made, altruism was clearly avowed, and a future was planned. Upon the series of heart spasm, the etching wounds, scourging pains, and the perforating heartbreaks that could crucify the hearts. Would they grapple the pains and make something out of their adulation? _____ It would be a roller coster ride, with series of heartbreaks, betrayals, and heart squirming pains. Just tag along, as I tell you the story of the consolidated lovers. Ayshatou.

"Baby girl I can't promise you the moon but I can promise to kiss you under the lights of a thousand star" he whispered his breath fanning her face. He cupped her cheeks in his hand leaning in to capture her lips in his. They kiss each other passionately under the stars forgetting about everybody, about the people watching them and about the whole universe. This is so not your expected story. It's a long journey with drama, romance, love and fun. A Hausa love story with lots of unexpected turns along the way. Follow me on a love journey of Faisal and Ammah cause it's gonna be one heck of a ride. Cover by: hijabifeminist All rights reserved Completed.

In the heart of the bustling city of Abuja lies the prestigious Rayville American University, owned by the illustrious billionaire tycoon, Hassan Shashi. This elite institution is the haven for society's crème de la crème-heirs and heiresses of vast fortunes, and royalty from renowned kingdoms. Amongst this dazzling world of privilege and power, there is one remarkable exception: a beautiful, intelligent, and spirited young woman from a middle-class family. As the first and only scholarship student at Rayville, she navigates a sea of opulence and entitlement with grace and determination. Facing disdain from her affluent peers and a series of clashes with the arrogant and self-absorbed heir to the university, Ammar Hassan Shashi, she embarks on a journey fraught with challenges. Yet, through it all, she remains steadfast in her quest for friendship, joy, success, and above all, love. ❤ --- Inspired by the Korean drama 'Boys Before Flowers,' this novel spins a completely original tale that promises to captivate and inspire. ---

Poor Ruwaida Mahmoud had to get married to her friend's brother, Turaad, a rich sophisticated Doctor not knowing she had signed a contract to save her life! _______________________________ Her eyes tinged with tears the moment she raised her head to look at him. All the while he spent talking to her, she had her head down, staring endlessly at her hands. His words filled with a sincerity which he had shown broke her to pieces. The most she could do was smile at him. Even if she wanted to, her words wouldn't be able to make sense. She had so much to say, so much to let out, but then, her vocals refused to let her. He held both her hands and smiled back, his other hand on the small hospital bed she had laid. "You scared me Waida, I almost passed out seeing you being trolled back into the ICU you know," He said, and laughed, ducking his head low, as the way he had acted replayed in his memory. She also chortled silently, not minding the tears that refused to stop, moments like this, always left her emotional. "I did? But I'm fine now ain't I," she asked and he placed a hand on his forehead, his overdramatic wife mode had just been turned on. "Yes you're, but please don't ever do that again," he said with a stern face. "Promise me," With an absentminded look in her eyes, she nodded and gave a quick reply. "Yes Muhammad, I promise," Love_ Silentwriter ☕️

Highest Ranking #153 in mystery/thriller Please... I begged with the little energy I have left. Don't throw me out right now please! You will leave now! He commanded. Staring at me with eyes full of hatred. You are disgusting he added. Please.. I pleaded with teary eyes. It is late at night. Not only that, it is raining heavily. If he throw me out I will have nowhere to go. I'm getting scared. Get out now! he shouted making me stumble and hit the wall behind me. Is this not what you wanted? He aksed coming closer. You wanted to marry me. You have got your wish. But living with me will be hell for you. His gaze scrutinizing me and burning my insides. Please just don't throw me out. Not tonight, not in this rain. I begged with the little I have left. Your innocent act won't work on me save it! He dragged me towards the door. I jerked away from him falling down on the floor. He turned to look at me. I stood up determined to make him not to throw me out. I beg of you to let me stay, think of me like you would your

Here is a girl who is confident about about all her acts and being, whose presence commands respect, whose aura screams respect, who doesn't take shit from nobody, who doesn't need anyone's help nor pity to survive.... That girl is Maryam Waheeda Ishaq Muhammad Fulbe. But behind the cold curtain lies a past she's dreaded all her life, a past which she has to face and overcome it, a past which brought her walls almost crashing down. Join me as I tell you the untold story of Maryam.