Previously known as "The Ceo And His Hijabi" *** The night was dark. Ruthless and forbidden. It was like the murkiness was calling him in the arms of lurking demons, the demons which had always been there with him, teasing him mocking him. He stood before the window, looking down at the city, which was glittering as if thousands of stars have descended down from the sky, each scattering as far as a human eye could see. The tall buildings stood there, an aura of pride surrounding them, reminding him the consequences of the evil power that he had faced. His heart was beating in a sinful rhythm but the devil, oh the devil, he stood there in the darkness as if it was his own cloak, his own shelter. "Tell me this is a lie," The little Muslimah whispered. Her voice hoarse with emotions, her throat perched from all the crying that she had done in the past hour. The truth that laid before her had broken her. "Either you believe the artificial lie or realize the truth lying before your eyes." His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. His mind but his heart, it was in chaos. A cry of pain escaped the Muslimah's lips but he stood there, unwavering, listening to the tortured soul. "How long? How long have you kept this from me?" She questioned him. Her green eyes held a fire which he had never seen before. It was dangerous because it could consume her, becoming the reason for her own downfall. He knew after telling her the truth there was no coming back but he was a man of character and no matter how comforting a lie is, he would always go for the truth even if it meant chaos.

Y/N goes through an abusive relationship with her parents as she's struggling with a lot of things in her life. Every night she dreams about a boy who comforts her. Though, as soon as she wakes up, she forgots about him and goes back to reality. One day the boy leaves. Will she ever see him again? Will he come find her in this world? "I will find you in a world where we both exist" Kim Namjoon Fanfiction Fantasy / Dreams / Drama / Romance / Mental Health SENSITIVE CONTENT

Labari ne daya kunshi masarautu biyu; Masarautar Katsina, wacce take cikin Nigeria da kuma Masarautar Damagaran, wacce take cikin Kasar Niger. Labarin yayi duba ne da rayuwar Yarima Bilal, wanda rashin magana da miskilanci ya kanja ya shiga tarun matsaloli, wanda hakan yake haifar mashi da auren Zeenah Kabir Muhammad. Diyar Bafade da kuma baiwa. Me zai faru a rayuwar auren da aka hada miskili da kuma masifaffiya? Wanda dama tun farkon haduwarsu da masifa aka fara har yakai ga ya kure hakurinta ta sharara mashi maruka biyu? Shin ko zasu samu zaman lafiya kuwa? Bilal wanda ya kasance zuciyarshi a kulle take tun bayan rasuwar mahaifiyarshi zai bude ma Zeenah ita? Ya rayuwa zata basu bayan Zeenah ta fada soyayyarshi sai kwatsam Juwairiyya ta kunno kai? Wane hali Bilal zai shiga a lokacin da Fulani ta bankado wani tsohon sirri dake tsakaninsu? Fulani fah? Wacce take uwar gida kuma mai kula da hidimomin Masarautar Katsina gaba daya? Zata rufe sirrin data gano tsakanin Zeenah da Bilal dan gujewa tarwatsewar farin cikinsu? Abu daya ne zai kai ga na biyu, wanda har Bilal zai tsinci kanshi an mashi shamaki da Masarautar Katsina, hakan zai dangantashi da Masarautar Damagaran! Ku biyo Yar Malumfashi domin jin yadda labarin zai kasance.

"What's your name?" Came his voice "It's Islam" she said carefully. Why would her voice betray her? That wasn't suppose to sound so anxious, but it did. "Kidding. It must be ruiner!" He spatted and left, leaving her standing. *** As he's the definition of gentle, she's the exact opposite. Find out if she'll ever find peace, after damaging Juhaif's possessions.

A violent love story, Hustle in love is a big crime, trick love or I will die for your love, For you i have lived, with stitched lips, by drinking every tears but in the heart keeps burning, lamp of desire, the life has brought book of past days , now we're surrounded by countless memories, without asking i got so many answers, what i desire for you an what i got look, what to say world has shown enmity towards me, it was an order that i lived, but without you, they are silly who say that, for me you're stranger, many oppression towards us, without limits the heart has loved you only i have wish for you in every prayer of mine going is like some curse, if you go far, I'll die i swear......!