Book three in the Dantata Series. Hauwa Sufyan had it all planned out: get her sister married to the love of her life, slay with the dresses she spent more than she ever had on, and have fun with the guests present. The last thing she expected even after joking with her best friend about finding a man to settle with was for fate to come knocking. Instead of coming with one man, it brought two. On one end is Mahmud Muhammad, an introverted neurosurgeon who never pays much attention to anything outside his career and his family until Hauwa comes along. On the other end is Mas'ood Dantata, an extroverted certified chef with a blooming career, a soft spot for family and a surprising dislike for anything chocolate. Forever can only be spent with one person and when faced with two men who are perfect in their own ways, Hauwa learns that fate can be cruel and that picking one over the other is easier said than done. [P.S: Not all love stories are fluffy from start to finish. This is one of them.]

A little epilogue, to officially end the Dantata series.

The Final Book in The Dantata Series. Ahmed Shehu's heart is beaten and bruised, thanks to the woman he loved and was certain he'd spend the rest of his life with. Now his focus are on his three kids who are to stay comfortable and unaffected despite the chaos their mother has left behind. Suraiya Boukar Shehu has a lot of love to give and a background story she doesn't tell often. She's in Abuja for one reason; to take care of Ahmed Shehu's kids. Nothing else. The rule is simple. Ahmed and Suraiya won't stay as strangers but they won't be best friends. After all, they do have to work together to provide the very best for the kids. However, some rules are meant to be broken and in the most beautiful ways. When walls slowly come down and a cordial friendship blooms into something more, it isn't long before Suraiya and Ahmed are forced to make a decision; to come up with a solution to keep them together or to go their separate ways, forever... [P.S: Some love stories are majorly fluffy from start to finish. This is one of them.]

. . . . . The man took her to a small office downstairs. It seemed he was the owner of the hotel, given how well he knew his way around. She sobbed quietly, her sister's betrayal hurting more than Halima's beating. Today, she had to find out that her sister had no heart. "Take this," the mysterious man passed her an ice pack. "Use it on the swelling." She took it from him. "Thanks." The man studied her. She looked so young. What was a young lady like her doing in a hotel while her mates were in school? The man wondered. Women of today have no shame at all. "What were you thinking?" he asked. "Excuse me?" she asked, cocking a brow. "What were you thinking when you followed that man to the hotel? Don't you have any shame?" "Stop it. Stop talking as if you know the whole truth. You don't even know half of the story, but you're already judging," she said. He cackled. "Oh, really? What I witnessed is enough for me. You sell your body for money. It's as simple as that." "Shut up!" "The truth hurts, right? Next time, you should think before repeating the same mistake." "Please shut up!! Please," she broke into tears. It hurts a lot. Now she's the prostitute. People will laugh at her if they come to watch the videos some people took. "Okay," he raised his hands up in surrender. "I want to go home," she stood up. "I can send my driver to drop you if you want." "No, thank you. Wouldn't want part two to repeat itself," she said sarcastically. "Thanks for the ice, anyway." A story about two sisters fighting for their rights. A secret they've sworn to keep from the world. One of these sisters has to take the blame for the other sister's wrongdoing, and there's no way this innocent sister can speak the truth. No one would believe her, except one man.

Crying is for the weak, and I am not a weakling. These are words etched in the nooks and crannies of her soul. She took those words with determination laced around them, with high walls she can not afford to let crumble. Raised in a fun filled family, with Love at her disposal, Khadeejah had a life of comfort, with her dreams following their beautiful paths of realization. But as they say, life happens not to be a bed of roses. And just like the clouds disperse after letting out their burdens, so did her life take a change towards a different dimension. The ever jovial girl was moulded into a lady whose smile seldom visits. And with her life filled with darkness, she finds herself living, but LOST IN AN ARID LAND. Will light penetrate through her life's crannies? Or would she be submerged in dreadful darkness all her life? Keep flipping through the pages to find out...

Zayd, a boy who has lost the track of his religion and indulged himself to many wrongs . Anabia, an orphan . Devoted muslim and the person who becomes zayd's light and help hims towards his true destination. Let's see their story unfold in the book " His Ways". Let's find out what Allah S.W.T has in store for them. And what might change : for better or for worse? --------------------- This is a short story of a boy returning back to his deen. ( religion)

Hello, I'm Afrar Massoud-only daughter of a billionaire. Half Arab, a top fashion designer in Africa, and unapologetically egotistical, I've always believed the world begins and ends with me. My father's pride, his only link to my late mother-I've lived life on my terms. Until now. Even love has limits, and my father is about to make a decision that changes everything. Then there's Marwan Navid-a brilliant orthopedic surgeon with a twisted sense of control. Born to a Fulani mother and Arab tycoon father, he walked away from his broken home, determined to win at everything. He met me once. And decided I would be his. Now, the game begins. What happens when two powerful egos collide? Can love grow between two people who refuse to bend? Or was this marriage doomed from the start?

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.

On the brink of a life that seemed too dull to excite her, amidst the chaos of the insurgency that threatened not just her happiness, but the little she had as a world; Maryam Bukar Ibrahim seemed to battle more wars than her 16 years old and autistic brain could handle. It became too much to bear, too much grief for her heart to take and a commitment her innocent yet frail body could endure. As if that wasn't enough, destiny found a way of getting her married to a soldier, at the brink of her father's death and the last words he pronounced were of her becoming Mrs. Na'im Bolori. For Captain Na'im Bolori, marriage was the last thing he thought for his life. He was the prince of the Kingdom of Maiduguri and suffering from an unmentioned illness broke more of his engagements than he cared to count. Being a soldier was his lifetime dream, yet rescuing a dying father only to get him married to his weird and two colored eyes daughter was something he had never imagined. He took her home not because he wanted, not because he was ever going to accept the so called marriage, between, she was only 16 years old! But destiny decided to play with his heart and test how capable he was of controlling himself and protecting the ones he loved. As said, When A Soldier Loves...He Kills To Protect. (Only Preview Chapters. Complete book available on OkadaBooks and Selar.)

COPYRIGHT 2020. "Sometimes love waits for you and you don't even know" ~Naeemah Looks can be deceiving, instincts can't! Stuck between the bridge that links reality to living in her own fairy tale. Naeemah wanted the exotic Instagram life, the attention, glamorous life and the perfection. And she could have it all, if she trusted her own tale more than her instincts, her view of perfection more than reality and her own world more than the really one. Yet it comes down to "Is waiting on one's view of perfection the key to being happy or is it really found in the reality of life nestled beneath the sheets of one's Perfect imperfection ? Book by Khayr Souf