Nawal has her life all perfectly planned out. Which involve living her ordinary life peacefully with her parents and sister. Designing clothe which she loves the most while waiting for the day to finally graduate from university and most importantly, patiently waiting for the day her long time crush Adam will notice her. Then she knows is all going to be unicorn and sparkles as he will swift her off her feet. They will get married, have kids of their own and live happily ever after. But then an unexpected encounter with a certain handsome jerk in the bakery made all her plans come crashing down in front of her. Fahad had known all along for his alleged wedding since he was 15 but still each day and night he prayed and hoped that one day his Father will tell him is all a show just so that he can protect him from the palace deception, especially the people that will give everything in them to have their blood sitted on the throne. His nightmare finally comes to an end when he met the annoying, arrogant Nawal whom Umma Magajiya manage to stick right by his side just irritated the crap out of him.

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.

Zara is a disciplined and well trained lady, she's the third and last born of her parent,her parent decided to marry her off to the man that she deserves to live with as a result of....follow me to see how her life will be and don't forget to Vote Comment Share Like

He is the only son of the king Heir to the throne The most selfish and arrogant man you'll ever come across When he speaks everyone listens....... Then there she is, An innocent orphan Forced to be a maid in the palace But that is not her deepest story.............. A story of two different people who hated each other at first sight but only one has the right to show physical hatred towards the other, But what happens when one starts developing feelings for the other? Could it be one sided? Or will they go head over heels for each other? * * "What is your name" he asked sounding so angry "Jadwa" I answered trembling because his voice sounded like tunder to my ears "Open your mouth and reply me with words when i speak to you and how dare you stand when i am standing" he shouted sounding louder then before walking closer to me * * * Just a sneak peak of what to expect HE IS ROYALTY AND SHE IS JUST A PALACE MAID BUT WAS SHE REALLY MEANT TO BE JUST A PALACE MAID? Follow me through the journey of JADWA and SULTAN............. This is a Hausa/English novel, so there will be a-lot of hausa and English mixtures 😁😁😁😁😁 Happy reading

"Tun ina yarinya kike zagin mahaifiyata, tun bansan menene maanar kalmomin wulakanci da muzgunawa ba nakejin kina fadarsu ga mahaifiyata, ina cikin wannan halin wani azzalumi yaje ya kashe min mahaifiya, a gaban idona kika hana a tafi dani inda zanji dadin rayuwata, babu yadda na iya haka na biyoki inda kika doro mani karan tsana, kullum sai kin zage kin dukeni, sunan mahaifiyata kuwa ya zama abun zagi a gareki a koda yaushe, kin hanani abinci, kin sakani wanka da ruwan sanyi lokacinda ake matukar sanyi, kin cuceni iya cutuwa, a haka Allah ya rayani. Sai ke yau dan rana daya kince zakici uwata nace nima zanci taki shine zakiyi kukan munafurci? Ni kin taba laakari da irin kukan danake cikin dare kullun? Dukda mahaifiyata ta rasu hakan bai hanaki zaginta ba. To na fada da babbar murya, wallahi duk kika kara cewa zakici uwata to sai naci taki uwar nima, and that's final!" Zuwa yanzu duk bakin cikin dake zuciyar Badiyya saida ya fito, kuka take kamar ranta zai fita, mahaifiyarta kawai takeda bukata, bakin ciki ya mata yawa, batada wanda zai saka ranta yayi sanyi bayan Momynta, amma tayi mata nisan da yakeda wuyar isa. Ta buda baki zatayi magana kenan Ahmad ya wanke ta da marika kyawawa guda biyu, ta dama da haggu, rike wajen tayi tana kallonshi. Magana ya fara cikin tsananin bacin rai, "Yanzu Badiyya a gabana kike cewa zakici uwarta? Uwata kenan fa Badiyya! To ko Yaya kika zaga bazan kyaleki ba balle wadda ban taba gani ba, dan haka wallahi zakiyi mugun dana sani," ya fada cikeda tsananin fushi, yana kara kai mata mazga saman kai. Kukane ya kara kwace mata "Kai kenan da baka taba ganin taka ba, nifa? Nifa Dady?! Na taba ganinta, nasanta, nasan dadin uwa, amma haka wani azzalumin ya raba ni da ita, sannan kai da nake tunanin zaka share min hawaye kaine kake kara sakani kuka, me na maka? Me Momyna ta maka?" Ta tambaya tana kureshi da idanu. _______ Me zai faru a rayuwar yarinya yar shekara goma data rasa mahaifiyarta? Wace irin rayuwa zatayi a gidan yayar mahaifinta?

. . . . . 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.

Through the cruise of love; there tends to be desolations, heartbreaks, and painful detriments. But if there was true ardour; the beholder of the love would persevere in the face of the grudges, the heart scourging pains, and pertubs. She was a chivalrous lady, whom was heartbroken and vowed not to fall in love again. He was an introvert; whom seldom talk, nor could he envisage himself in love. They became acquaintanced, intimate friends, and finally deviate into inseparable lovers. Promises were made, altruism was clearly avowed, and a future was planned. Upon the series of heart spasm, the etching wounds, scourging pains, and the perforating heartbreaks that could crucify the hearts. Would they grapple the pains and make something out of their adulation? _____ It would be a roller coster ride, with series of heartbreaks, betrayals, and heart squirming pains. Just tag along, as I tell you the story of the consolidated lovers. Ayshatou.

Life Is Like A Book📙📚. Some Chapters Are Sad 😩, Some Happy 😁And Some Very Exciting😂😅. But If You Never Turn The Page📖, You Will Never Know What The Next Chapter Holds. So come and join the love story of FAIZUL-ANWAR and FAIHA