She was lost, but He found her. *** It wasn't the way she flinched whenever someone touched her hand, or how she bites her lip to stop her tears from falling but the way he could easily detect her broken pieces even from afar. And that alone makes him determined to find her broken pieces.. Not to mention her enchanting beauty.

"You are a warrior Noor" I muttered. "You are struggling again but that doesn't mean you lost the whole fight, and just because you hit rock bottom doesn't mean you should call it home" I said as she looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "You are a warrior, and you're going to overcome this battle. You deserve to be happy, you deserve to live a life that lights you up Noor, don't forget that" "So do it, decide, Is this the life you want to live, Is this the person you want to be, Is your best Noor? Can you be more stronger? "Decide Noor" "Breathe in, Breathe out, and decide" **** After finally overcoming her very devastating past, Noor, a 16 year old, starts to live life like any other normal teenager. But just when she thought her life was almost perfect, a challenging incident occurs breaking her down completely.....but this time, it's highly impossible for her to be strong. Through the northern part of Nigeria, a story is unfolded, a story about trials...the trials of Noor. A funny and brutally honest story about tolerance,self-discovery, friendship, family ties , love, dreams, hopes, challenges, compromise, and life on the brink of adulthood. Unedited Highest rankings #1 africanwriters #20 arewa ****

I have a secret obsession. You probably may wonder why it's a secret when I've made it pretty obvious on the gram. Everyone knows about my obsession, well, except him, of course. And the universe seemed to be on my side the day I got to be his maid for a few hours. Only that, I've never expected that a day that started so amazing could end so badly. I've never expected that I'd regret seeing him that day. Or that I'd end up hating him and avowing never to forgive him for the rest of my life. But destiny has a funny way of twisting with lives; just like it has twisted with me. And I ended up not just a maid for a day for him, but a live-in maid! And just when I thought I've hated him enough not to be fascinated by him, the universe showed me that I haven't even loved him enough. And he turned out not to be the person I thought he was. Breaking all those walls I've carefully built around my heart to crash without even trying to. Making me fall harder in love with him-just that this time, even though I knew that I'd never have a chance with the President's Son, it couldn't have been clearer. I loved him, but he had someone else. Carrying the little self esteem I have, I took the leapt of being with someone else. But...could I really live without the President's Son? Is the secret I'm hiding, meddled with the hatred of him that I buried in my heart, be an opener to something beautiful...or worse? Maybe Zafir's Story and I would be an epic lovestory. Maybe not. --- Preview Chapters Only!

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

Copyright© 2018. All rights reserved. [#1 in Malik/Othman series] [can be read separately] My name is Kydah Malik, I know my name sounds so beautiful to your ears but my life isn't how it looks. It was such a hurdle getting into an arranged marriage not knowing it was the only man she's ever loved her whole life. Then that cliché part when the female members of his family are all in love with my handsome husband, it was stressing seeing those glares. Another much massive problem is my mother in-law totally yawing her back against me when I couldn't give birth after my daughter died, as if I give myself those. It became really hard living with him, join my ride and find out how I took care of everything, it wasn't easy... No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.

Maryam never had a say. Although her situation wasn't her fault, people never fail to rub it in her face. If she was a child out of wedlock, she wouldn't have been sad. Atleast she'd be paying for her parent's sin. If she was an Almajira, she'd still lift her head up high and accept what ever the world threw at her, atleast she would still be paying for her parent's sin for throwing her out into the streets. If she was a prostitute, Heck! she'd stand proud and tall, atleast it was her decision to sell her body to men. But, she was neither one of this things. She had lost her father, a day before she was born. Her mother got married to someone else a week later! That marriage came with a whole lot of burden. A burden she was subjected to by her gullible mother. A burden she had no choice but to embrace.

"There's always light at the end of the tunnel, you just have to hold onto even the flimsiest rays of hope." _Aishatuh M Aisha Humaira, an ardent and sassy young lady aspires to become a journalist. She's a great humanitarian who believes that issues like a society's judgemental tendencies, religious conflicts and the likes of them shouldn't be a country's day to day routine, but issues that should only be read about in history books of past generations. However, growing up in the northern part of Nigeria seems much big of a challenge for her to be able to change the mentality some people posess, of journalism being an improper course of study to any girl brought up in a modest arewa home. With an unsupportive family and a judgemental society, can she achieve her ultimate goal agaisnt all odds by becoming a journalist? When her world comes crashing down in the process with a dream that seems too far from reach, will she relinquish or stand on her ground? Find out on this rollercoaster journey where life isn't just a bed full of roses but full of thorns as well, capable of pricking those determined to come out of it as winners. Tears of pain and joy will be shed, hearts will be broken, hopes will be shattered and lastly rays of hope will surely bring about light at the end of the tunnel. Copyright ©️ 2020 by Firdausi Aliyu Kakangi

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...

"I know all these cheap tricks you miscreants pull in the name of your disgusting jealousy. I wonder which motivational post you read that made you think you actually have a right to claim me as yours" he laughed, bitterly before looking into my eyes again "Aya, I never loved you, I don't love you, and I will never ever love you, so just rest for goodness sake, this is so embarrassing" With great difficulty, I swallowed the lump in my throat and mustered the strength to strike back "hafeez kenan! I wish I cared, I really do wish I cared about...everything! I'm glad to know that you don't either, but let me just warn you, you are in bondage, better free yourself before it's too late" with that, I walked out, slamming the heavy wooden door behind me as a lone tear escaped from my eye. Meet Aya Muhammad Yusi, a fulani bombshell who gives beauty a new meaning. Being a public figure and famous media personality changed nothing about her being a calm and collected modest young woman who put happiness and peace of mind above anything else. But, when things took a drastic U-turn in her love life, Aya was forced to marry AbdulHafeez Ahmad Talba, an arrogant, almost always grumpy stud approaching billionairehood. Being polar opposite, the twists and turns don't seem to have an end. do you think they will finally find their express way? Or forever remain stuck in that one pothole? Read to find out ❤️

A LETTER IN PERSON is a collection of quotes, short sayings, and probably poems which I hope will connect with you in good ways wherever you may be. Happy reading. ~ZainaHijabi❤ A Letter In Person. Copyright ©2021 Isa Zainab. All rights reserved.