He once abandoned her to her bullies, but now he has redemption on his mind. Little does he know that this woman has other plans and that life would force them together again. * * * Being a Muslim was not made to be easy. Zaynub understands this because she's living through difficulty after difficulty. With family and school on her mind, the last thing Zaynub expects is the one man she's despised for years standing on her doorstep. Zakir has made a lot of mistakes in his life. One of his biggest mistakes pertained to Zaynub. Of course, Zaynub does not see him as a changed man. To her, Zakir is a self-centered immature child trapped in an adult's body. Zakir has changed, but now he has to prove his worth to Zaynub. Will Zakir and Zaynub fall in love? Or will they fall apart? •Cover by @soundthealarm• [Featured by Wattpad] [Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual]

3 + 1 = 3 ... idiots and a ghost! Cooper Smith, the clueless one. Archer Lee, the awkward one. Skyler Rose, the skeptical one. And then, there's Rags, the dead one. Can three total idiots really solve the great mystery surrounding the unexpected death of one girl? (3 Dudes 1 Paranormal Series) *Important ranks: #1 in Paranormal, #1 in Idiot, #1 in Ghost *Wattys2018 longlisted

Black folks aren't a monolith. Black is a culture with subcultures. Black is rich, Black is poor... Black is peace, Black is war... Black evolves, Black creates... Black wasn't forced on us, we created Black by combining scraps of traditions lost to us with a twist on the Eurocentric wasteland we were stolen to. If Black ain't powerful? If Black ain't Black?! i got something for all of us. An anthology of thought. no.1 in #blackpoetry [12.08.2020] no.1 in #blacklit [12.10.2020] no.1 in #blackscifi [09.04.2021]

~~~~~~~~~~~ #I smiled guiltily, about to turn at a corner. "Well-" I started high pitched, getting ready to explain myself until I bumped into someone. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't look- YOU!" I said, slitting my eyes once I saw who I bumped into. "Me." He said grinning. "I least expected to see you here. You know, maybe you got kidnapped by some aliens in a UFO and yunno, taken out of space, never to be seen again" I said, rubbing my chin suggestively, well aware of my friends behind me who lived for our drama. "Oh come on sweetheart. We both know you'll be the first to hop on a spaceship to look for me" he said, cockily. I scoffed. "In your fucking dreams asshole" and with that, I brushed passed him not before giving him the hand to talk to.# ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Just another day in the life of Rolake. Apparently, fate has quite a lot installed for her and Adekunle Orenuga will take majority of it. Will feelings brew? Or will the hatred continue? Join Rolake as she goes through SS2 with unexpected surprises waiting for her. Some good, some... Cover made by me. Highest rankings: #1 in lagos #1 in teenagehood #1 in pasts #5 in nigerianbooks #8 in nigerianlovestory #9 in teenlife 1000 reads✔️ 2000 reads✔️ 3000 reads✔️ 5000 reads✔ 10000 reads 15000 reads Started: August 10, 2021 Finished:

For with God nothing shall be impossible. (Luke 1:37) ~~~~~ Jasper is a screwed up kid, yet no one cares enough to find out why. Bruises hide his arms and alcohol stains the walls of his house, but he pushes forward because it's the only thing left for him to do. His days are spent in and out of the school psychologist's office, while his nights are spent in fear of his father. His guitar and the secluded spot by the train tracks where he likes to play are the only saving graces in the hell that is his life. No one disrupted this normal routine until Callie came. Callie is far from screwed up; she doesn't have family issues and doesn't understand the first thing about Jasper's world. Her house is filled with answered prayers and smiles of people who love each other. Her arms are clear and her head is full of optimism that Jasper doesn't buy for a second. She never second guessed her sunny disposition on life until she stumbled upon a boy and his guitar down by the train tracks. Callie and Jasper weren't supposed to cross paths. She wasn't supposed to care and he wasn't supposed to let her get under his skin, but then again opposites weren't supposed to attract either. Callie saw the good in him where most people thought there was none ; she was captivated by Jasper because he made her question everything she knew about the world. She thought it would be easy to teach him that there was still good left in the world, that there was more beyond all the bad he'd become accustomed to. She thought fixing him would be easy, but nothing worthwhile is ever easy and sometimes it takes more than one girl's overly optimistic persistence to pull a person out of the hell they've been living in; sometimes it takes faith and realizing that some things can't be done without it... ~~~~~ -Highest Ranking: #8 in spiritual, 10/25/17 ; #1 in Christianity, 2019 -Wattpad Featured Novel: 10/19/17

"They say life experiences can either make or mar a person. Well for me, it was both. Being broken and repaired, experiencing different emotions, as though I'm an emotional arcade. Life went through me, leaving scars and stars." She chuckled lightly, reminiscing her beloved. "And if you were asked to describe your life in a sentence..." She adjusted slightly on her seat. Fondling with the straps of her black spaghetti top and feigning confidence in her posture, she gave her answer. "I'd describe my life as a bed of roses, only, with so many thorns." "I guess that makes you a scarred beautiful thorned rose." ♧ ♧ ♧ Life is like a game, same as love. One wrong move, and you're done for. Well what wrong move could Sewa have done in this beautiful game of love and life? What wrong move could she have played in her emotional arcade? ♧ ♧ ♧ Started; 7 February 2022

I know all those things she said were just a bunch of lies. I don't have proof, but I know they're all lies. I saw her from where I sat. She was with her friends. They were laughing whilst looking at my direction. They were laughing at me. I know our kind of love is not acceptable by society. Talk more of her. I can't help but ask myself. Why do her eyes hold emotions, which I can't really explain, when she looks at me? Why did I fall for someone like her? Why her of all people? Out of all the people here, it had to be Mae Williams.