At mid twenties, Salma moved with an aura of a dignified conduct and self integrity. She had built around herself beautiful walls where she was sorrounded by a great family, a job she loved, few amazing friends and a super cool boyfriend. Her life was good and she couldn't ask for more. Everything came crashing down when a phase in her past stormed back at her, breaking the walls and taking everything away from her, resulting behind a bed-stricken sick mother and an unforgiving disappointed father who shut the doors on her, and worse, she found herself married to the cause of her misery, a man she barely knew, and hatred was one word to describe what she felt for him. Tareeq, an influential industrialist had always been a man of a few words, but somehow, he got a hideous word out which threatened to shatter a family. In a desperate need to right his wrong, he made a rash and irrational decision and now he was married to a girl with a questionable past. He didn't know if he would be able to accept her. She promised to make his life a living hell. Destiny had something else in store for them. Add this book to your library today and join in this roller coaster...

Uwa uwace... ku biyoni ku sha labari.

Ducking away, she ran out of Hajia's living room with a loving smile on her lips. She banged her head on a broad chest that gave her a souvenir of a scent, just as juicy as her husband's. She knew he was the one, her Twin kept to his words. Not looking up to his face, she wrapped her hands around his waist and nuzzled her face deep into his chest, chuckling. "I missed you so much, Hassan. I was just moving in that kitchen fah, but your thoughts were a second away from making me crazy!" She lifted up her legs and planted a smooch on his left cheek. Roughly, she was peeled off his chest and a certain longing of his warmth seeped within her. That was bad. What happened to him? He left looking all loving, had she done something wrong? She looked into his eye level, lifting her face completely because of their height different. This is her husband, but why the hard face and the frown? Is this a frank? He didn't missed her? Or was he pulling her legs? Nadia's thoughts were put into a halt when he opened his mouth, he sounded exactly as her husband would, just the words differed. "I'm Hussain!" It was her husband's twin! Not even a single mark was there on their faces to help her differ between the cheerful Hassan and a grumpy Hussain. She felt her limbs gone weak as he walked past her. • What would happen when Nadia keeps mistaking her husband for her Husband's twin? I'm loving this much! I'm sure you would too!

Copyright © 2019. All rights reserved. FALAK: In a village where every girl must marry at the age of fifteen, a girl finds herself in a challenging situation, as no one is willing to marry her due to reasons unknown to her and her father. Her stepmother made sure to flaunt and taunt her at every chance, showcasing her daughters' husbands and children. Despite this, she remained undeterred, focusing on studying for her WAEC exams, hoping to find a way to escape to university. At seventeen, she is in grade 11 and faced with the decision to pay for the WAEC exams if they have the money or wait another year if they don't. The school fees are free, which is why she's still attending. Life doesn't always grant one's desires, and she eventually dropped out when her father stated he couldn't afford to pay for her WAEC, forcing her to abandon her dreams. SHADDAD: In a palace where he must learn the etiquettes of being the next king and is next in line to the throne of Kano state, Shaddad faces immense expectations. He has been groomed on how to be a king and act accordingly. He has absorbed these teachings and conforms to people's expectations. At the age of twenty-seven, he holds a bachelor's degree in business, preparing to manage the family business before ascending the throne. Yet, that's not all; he is also a skilled cardiologist. Despite possessing status, looks, fame, intelligence, and wealth, he remains indifferent to the allure of a lavish lifestyle. The world of fame only brings him pain, though he does not complain, having nothing to lament. People perceive him as having a disorder due to his limited interactions. What transpires when the vivacious Falak encounters the stoic Shaddad? Can she break through his emotional barriers, or will she be overwhelmed? Will she get a glimpse of his true self, or will she remain lost in the darkness? Will her unconventional love for him deepen, or will it forever remain brash? No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.

Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. A SHORT STORY! Completed. Siddiqah Hameed Barau has been looking forth to this day ever since she met him. Ammar and she met at the University, and like any typical cliche story it was love at first sight. Or so they thought. They made a promise to one day get married and spend the rest of their lives together. But, there's one problem! Their families are sworn enemies. Even with that, they made a mutual agreement to put aside their differences for these two. What will happen when the big day is finally here? There's going to be a hell lot of humour, sadness, happiness, tears, anger and betrayal. Will they end up still married at the end of the day or will destiny change and make their marriage end in divorce? . Inspired by The Wedding Party . By Ferdeausee.

"Na rasa ni wata irin baqar mujiyace,Duk wanda yake tare Dani saiyayi Gamo da baqinciki acikin zuciyarsa. Na rasa ni wata irin mace ce da bani da albarka Sam Sam saidai ayita kuka Dani".. "life is full of negative and positive numbers but Not once have anyone ever want the number zero,they are unaware dat zero is the number where there is no happiness nor sadness,zero is a tranquil place where ones find his inner peace. 15year old Rufaida Abubakar Malami has seen d world through numbers where Everyone in the negative lane is striving for the positive and those in d positive only strive hard to stay up der,thou it sumtimes prompt dem to fall down to the negatives yet everybody seems to forget about the number ZERO which poor rufaida is striving so hard for. Acikin duniyarta mai dauke da fuska uku,da kusurwan qaddarori guda uku da Abokan rayuwa guda uku,Da mutuwa uku. Hell is a the world who doesn't care or understand her being non binary number,it has been a lonely life for her now and always not until she finds comfort in her own grievious SHADES. Positive, negative, da zero, sune lakanin abokan rayuwarta, majaze ne mabanbanta guda uku,saidai Duk wanda ya kasance cikin lambar positive da nagetive ba lallai ya rayu da Ita ba,ita zero ne Dan haka zero ne kadai zai iya tsallake qaddarar mutuwa wanda Allah ya riga ya dorama qaddarar rayuwarta,.. #Rufaida #captain Mufrad #barister Imad "And so let see how zero will alwys feel better with zero creating der own world of comforts and the universe dat no longer feel alone. So dive in with me to the world of Sweet romance and awwwwwwns in search of rufaida's true zero..or would he be covered in her shades?..let's find out.

He looked at me with so much adoration in his eyes that made my stomach do double flips and my heart just melted. "I will shield you from all the harm in this world. I will make sure everyone accepts the shade of your skin and your brunette hair. You will never ever feel like you don't belong here anymore. You deserve to be happy like every princess. And you will forever be happy. I promise you this. " The tears were swimming at the brim of my eyes gently cascaded down my face just as he finished his sentence. I trusted him. I knew he meant it. And for the first time in my life,I was glad I was married to this man.

Disclaimer ***Before you start, this book is now just a preview, don't ask about the rest of the book. It will be available in prints in sha Allah. Not on wattpad*** Scrolling down her phone, Zeena was reading her message log, when suddenly she stopped at a particular one that sent her heart racing, sending shivers down her spine. She almost dropped the phone. Not that she'd not seen odd messages before but this one, in particular, brought her world crashing; because she'd never seen this message before, how would it be that she was the person that sent it? How could she not remember ever writing this message? The words, the contents all didn't make sense. Her head started spinning and she felt light headed, her knees became weak like melted rubber. Before she knew what was happening she felt herself collapsing...