A story of two broken hearts. One unexpected meeting. And a love that will change everything.

JADWA

This is the story of Najma, the only female child of her parents, a bubbly, loving and beautiful young lady with dreams like no other. What happens when she starts up a conversation with a celebrity on instagram out of fun. Will it lead to a rollercoaster of events and feelings Heartbreak and loss. Read and watch the story unfold 🤍🤍🤍

Fadeelah life and her life choice

Poor Ruwaida Mahmoud had to get married to her friend's brother, Turaad, a rich sophisticated Doctor not knowing she had signed a contract to save her life! _______________________________ Her eyes tinged with tears the moment she raised her head to look at him. All the while he spent talking to her, she had her head down, staring endlessly at her hands. His words filled with a sincerity which he had shown broke her to pieces. The most she could do was smile at him. Even if she wanted to, her words wouldn't be able to make sense. She had so much to say, so much to let out, but then, her vocals refused to let her. He held both her hands and smiled back, his other hand on the small hospital bed she had laid. "You scared me Waida, I almost passed out seeing you being trolled back into the ICU you know," He said, and laughed, ducking his head low, as the way he had acted replayed in his memory. She also chortled silently, not minding the tears that refused to stop, moments like this, always left her emotional. "I did? But I'm fine now ain't I," she asked and he placed a hand on his forehead, his overdramatic wife mode had just been turned on. "Yes you're, but please don't ever do that again," he said with a stern face. "Promise me," With an absentminded look in her eyes, she nodded and gave a quick reply. "Yes Muhammad, I promise," Love_ Silentwriter ☕️

AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE In the depths of tradition and societal expectations, a young woman named Layla finds herself caught in an arranged marriage to Muhammad, the son of her father's close friend. At just 19 years old, Layla embarks on a journey that will test her beliefs and challenge her perception of love. Initially, Layla enters the arrangement with apprehension and uncertainty. However, as she spends more time with Muhammad, she begins to discover a genuine connection and a deep emotional bond. What started as an arranged marriage soon transforms into a profound and unconditional love between Layla and Muhammad. As Layla navigates the complexities of her newfound love, she must also confront the pressures and judgments of society. Will Layla and Muhammad's love be strong enough to withstand the obstacles they face? Can they redefine the boundaries of tradition and find happiness in their own terms? 'MINE' is a heartfelt tale that explores the complexities of relationships, the importance of self-discovery, and the triumph of love against all odds.

Asa never planned on falling in love with someone like Amir Malik Sani. Composed, calculating, and far too certain for someone who made her question everything she thought she knew about love, faith, and herself. What started as quiet understanding slowly turned into something neither of them could walk away from. But love, as they both learn, isn't just tenderness and timing, it's choices, patience, and a war between what feels right and what is right. Between faith, family, and the fragile space where their worlds collide, Asa and Amir must learn what it really means to love without losing themselves and to trust that some stories aren't written by accident and everything happens for a reason that sometimes is not known by us. When their worlds collide, it's anything but easy. Between cultural expectations, family pressure, and religious lines that can't be crossed lightly, they're either each other's downfall-or their only shot at something real.

Aymaan Malik had everything-wealth, power, influence. As the only son of the president, he was adored by many, feared by most, and spoiled beyond repair. Arrogant, bossy, and cruel, Aymaan lived as though the world existed only to serve him. Then came Aiyanah-the clumsy, timid daughter of the household maid. She tried to stay unnoticed, blending into the walls of the grand Malik mansion, but her very existence seemed to irritate him. She was everything he wasn't: meek where he was commanding, naive where he was cunning. What began as mockery soon twisted into something darker, something Aymaan couldn't control-an obsession. The spoiled heir found himself drawn to the one girl who was supposed to remain invisible. And Aiyanah, caught between fear and an unfamiliar pull toward him, realized that escaping his grasp might be far more impossible than enduring it. In a world where power defined worth, could a fragile heart survive the obsession of a boy who had never been told "no"?

Kamilla runs down the stairs, her fingers clutching her dress to prevent it from trailing behind her. she's about to walk down completely when his voice stops her. "Princess" He calls out in a raspy voice and she freezes. Kamilla doesn't turn to stare at him or acknowledge him and that only seems to irk him more. 'Princess' Calls me that like he cares. 'Good, it should' she says internally. "Go and change" He instructs and instantly her pulse beats at his words and she finds herself exhaling slowly before turning to face him. "who are you to tell me what to do" She spits eyes glaring in his direction but she doesn't maintain eye contact. Sadiq's eyes narrow and he walks closer, his steps predatory. "Your husband" He states matter of factly and she scoffs. "Husband?.." Kamilla pauses for dramatic effect. "Husband to who exactly, is It to the woman you left alone in a rediculously big house or the wife you haven't so much as touched since you got married?" By the end of her sentence, she has her arms folded across her chest as she glares at the rediculously handsome figure in front of her. he might be known as the 'Amir' outside and a crown prince but in here she's his queen. "You want me to touch you princess" His voice is low and sultry as he licks his bottom lip while his gaze remains fixated on her. kamilla's breath gets caught in her throat and heat instantly raises up her cheeks. defiant she raises her chin. "I..We weren't talking about that" She stutters trying to brush it off. Amir Sadiq's face suddenly turns serious as he stands straighter. "Come here princess" He orders in a sharp voice. "Never knew my princess craved for my touch" He mutters low enough. _____ Kamilla Bello never thought that from juggling her daily life in a cafe she sets out in the outskirts of the city with her best friend shed suddenly be wedded off to a man. Not any man but him. Amir J.S.E.H. The man whose name is whispered and a man whose power suffocates,

--- Juwairiyyah never imagined her quiet afternoons in a Kano bookstore would draw the attention of Ayaan - a man whose presence commanded silence, whose calm dominance made the world move around him. At twenty-nine, he was respected, envied, and desired by many, yet untouched by the endless stares of women who longed to claim him. But Ayaan was not as untouchable as he seemed. Beneath his control lay a heart unsettled, haunted by choices of the past, and drawn to a girl who should have been nothing more than a stranger in rain. As fate pulls them closer, Juwairiyyah finds herself torn between innocence and desire, tradition and freedom. And Ayaan must face a truth he has long avoided: power and wealth can command respect - but not the heart. In a world where family expectations, cultural pride, and the shadows of an ex still linger, will their connection survive the test of love, or will it shatter before it even begins? ---