It could be the first look he had of her face. How beautiful she had looked and how the smile she wore adorned her face. Or maybe, it wasn't that. It was the way her voice sounded as she cried. How the tears of anguish rolled down her cheeks. How she begged to be rescued. It could be the way she laughed, as well. Her face, her body, how she carried herself around and how her voice calmed even the the stormiest tsunami in his soul. Or it could be her name; Sabeeha Ghabidin Ahar. He didn't know what it was that got him hooked to her. Or how on earth he got enslaved by her thoughts. All he knew was, Sabeeha was an obsession he didn't mean to have...but he'd trade his soul to keep. She would always be his Beautiful Beeha, no matter the thorns on the road and even if she's Twice His Age...Zaid knew he'd love her, always and forever.

Ashe dama ana mutuwa a dawo? Ashe dama in mutum ya mutu, aka binne shi a kasa zaka iya ganinshi a rayuwarka? Kodai idonta ke mata gizo? Ko kuwa ta haukace ne? Aa, kila kuma kuncin da rayuwarta take ciki shine take ganin mutanen daya kamata ace tana tare dasu? Amma tabbas mijinta ne, shine. Ta tabbata shi din ne. Ga murmushin shi nan, dariyar shi, yanayin yadda yake tafiya. Wallahi shine! Shin mijin nata ne ko kuwa? Da gaske shi din take gani ko kuwa? Amma ba'a mutuwa a dawo. Saidai a yanayin yanda rayuwarta take juyata, takan iya cewa ita a nata fannin rayuwar, kila mutum yakan mutu sai ya dawo. Mijinta ne, kome zasuce bazata taba yarda dasu ba. Aisha Malumfashi.

Have you ever loved something to the extent that you could lie blatantly about it? In Jalilah's case, she had. She had loved ballet since she was a little girl, but being born from a northern Nigerian family, she had never got to be the ballerina she had always dreamed of. Did she let go of that dream? No, because she would lie for the sake of ballet, she would lie about being married so her mother could let her leave! Yazeed had never been choked up in a mess like this, but he had no choice but to stay mute and watch the drama unfold before his eyes. How would you feel to have a girl lie to her mother about you being her husband right before your eyes? They left, and she got what she had always been dreaming of. She knew she would love him someday, but she had never seen that day to be this close. What would she do? After knowing that their days together were numbered, she had to find another lie to tell her mother for them to find their separate ways. It got to the point that she couldn't pretend anymore, and she asked him the question. "Can I be your Mrs?" Yazeed had heard that question more than he cared to count, but she had never gotten an answer from him. Would he say yes and make her his lawful Mrs without her past life poking up? Or he would say no and live with the regret of not having her in his life? Which would be a topping to his already grieving soul.

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.

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What happens when your grandfather picks you, a happily married man with a heavily pregnant wife, amongst all his grandsons to get married to the granddaughter of his childhood best friend? This novel centres around a 26 years old guy and a 21 years old lady It is a story of an innocent love among young people, a story about love, betrayal, friendship and trust. Read more to find out about this beautiful yet innocent love ✨ Fatima_zahra15

❝an honest heart is a kingdom in itself❞ ❃ Yaseerah Bako's world is thrown into chaos when an enigmatic figure enters her life, igniting a blaze of passion she never saw coming. Torn between the loyalty she owes her absentee fiancé and the undeniable pull of newfound desire, Yaseerah's once-clear path becomes shrouded in uncertainty. As passion guides her through uncharted territories, tragedy strikes, leaving her world shattered. In her darkest hour, she turns to Fou'ad, as they rebuild a fragile foundation of trust. As adversity tests their bond, they discover a love that not only survives but thrives, proving that even in the face of life's harshest trials, love can emerge stronger than ever.

Shavez: "The reason for those wounds is me and so, I want to be the one to heal her. I want her to be mine just as I have always been hers." Haya: "He asked for forgiveness but, what did he e-ever do wrong except that one time-" She halted realizing that she said something she should have buried deep inside her but her stupid mouth had to pull it through. Except for that one time, he confessed his love. ◇◇◇◇◇◇ He was a CEO, wealthy, a perfect man with the perfect life he deserves, caring, compassionate, and Haya could go on complementing him, he was what every girl desires. But he was not Haya's desire. She did not want to keep desires that can not be fulfilled, ever.

STARTED 29 MARCH 2022 FINISHED 19 JULY 2022 Patsy as the tittle state "the victim" is a story of pain, so if you are going to read this get your tissue next to you, Searching for a story that will make you accept your fate and teach you to never give up then click on this because patsy is for all of us that are been taken advantage of, being cheated and blamed for something that isn't our fault. Don't just scroll by click and add patsy to your reading list.

Having a crush is unhealthy What would you do if the other person felt the same? Or not? Or they just played with you and your feelings? Or do they actually love you? But everything in this world has been written long before we came into existence. You can't escape what's yours and it won't skip you. The INK HAS BEEN DRIED SINCE BEFORE YOU WERE BORN.