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.]

Copyright© 2023 All rights reserved. Lightning bolts pierced the firmament, a trio of brilliant jagged streaks accompanied by a series of cracks that sounded like shattering glass outside like his emotions. "Become addicted to me. Crave me. Let me be your drug. Poison or wine." She murmured in a sonorous tone, voice dulcet. "In your dreams." Mariam Abdou Baldè grew up in the slums with nothing but three articles of clothing to sheathe her. She's always adored palatial posh life, anything that has to do with extravagance, she is there. Her life changed after bumping into a lady. She got introduced to the life of hooking, harlotry, whoring and whatnot? It was the easiest way to feed her greed for ritz and opulence. She knew it was wrong, her mother's sacrilege trailing behind her along with thousand others from the society. She never gave a fuck. It came crashing down when she beheld Abbas Bāmanga Tukur. Was it love at first sight? Because she became infatuated with him merged with several sleepless nights until she found out who he was. Not bothered about his pending marriage in a few days and the fact that he is below her tier, she coerced herself into his life as his wife. How? That's a story for another day but she got married to him in place of his other loving fiancée whom he loves like his life. A marriage filled with mistrust, unrequited love, endless violent fights; mornings, afternoons and evenings. Will she be able to get Abbas to fall in love with her after forcing herself into his arms? What will happen when he finds out who she really is and what business she is into? Join the ride, poisons! It's gonna be a hell of a ride in this winery.

Copyright© 2022. All rights reserved. Two people forced to live under the same roof in the name of something called 'conjugation' a sacred relationship that is supposed to be filled with love, tolerance, patience, consideration, listening and respect but in this situation, it is the total opposite of what a marriage encompasses. Theirs is filled with castigation, intolerance, cowardice and heedlessness. Merged with dramatic in-laws, the family is turned upside down. Although she couldn't see his face, she sensed a change in the atmosphere... the fierce will of a warrior in battle, the urge to conquer and dominate. Aware of his violence barely kept in check, Layla remained very still. She kept her face turned away and listened to his breathing, until the deepening movements of his lungs became calm once more. Not at all moved of scared, she lifted a mocking brow and jeered. "Go to hell, Captain!"

Copyright© 2021. All rights reserved. The trees swayed ominously, their interwoven limbs resembling outstretched arms beneath the ethereal ghost moon. Growls emanated from the darkness, just as she had suspected. The fierce wind lashed at the hood of her raven hoodie, wrenching it from its ties, leaving her vulnerable to the freezing winter assault. Fear surged, each breath creating a visible fog. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she refused to give in. She had come too far to let fear overcome her. Summoning every ounce of strength, she sprinted down the dark, unknown path, urging her feet to carry her to a mysterious and enigmatic destination. She would not remain tethered to the stranger her father had forced her to marry while she had been fighting for her life in a hospital bed. How could he have done such a thing to her? Her hatred for him intensified tenfold... The relentless pursuit abruptly halted, her voice releasing a high-pitched yelp at the unexpected sight. Before her stood her rejuvenated nightmare, her husband. She was not the least bit frightened, but the man had pledged to her father that he would stay married to her for eternity. "Seems like we're destined to be shrouded in this ominous darkness," he grinned, his smile dripping with menace, sending shivers down her spine. The desperate words she willed her mind to say failed to escape. Her retort of "Whatever, Police Officer" deserted her.

Copyright © 2022. All Rights Reserved. Aisha Nasir doesn't want much in life. She has loving parents, a dream job, and the most supportive--yet overly dramatic best friend. Not to mention, family members that do not understand the concept of minding their business. At work, she's the perfect doctor. At home, she's the adoptive child her extended family detest. And in the middle of the night, she's trapped in nightmares from her past which she can't seem to escape. When they recieve a VIP guest at work, she fully intends to stay clear of his path. That seemed to backfire when a certain man in the name of Dr. Aslam Muhammad choose to appear in her life that very moment. By Ferdeausee_

Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. "I never thought I would say this to anyone, but I want you to use me, exploit me in every possible way, Mami. Use my shoulders to cry on and my arms to be hugged, my body to receive warmth, my chest to keep your head on and badge it with your make-up, my heartbeats and breathings to lull you to sleep, my hair to tug and play with, my eyes to lose yourself in, my accent to swoon over, my insensate jokes to laugh and giggle, my kisses to make you feel loved, enhance your confidence and make you feel perfect and my touches to take away your insecurities and vulnerabilities. You, mami, are the best person to ever grace this universe. Use me as your sun, moon, stars, night, day, everything and anything you want. Use me anytime but don't shut me out like you did for the past week, I can't deal with that. By Allah, it takes away my sanity and reason to live. Tell me please..." Zayn Borkan, makes her feel as though, perfection is real for whatever she does, is right to him. Even when her breathing pace changes, his heart spiked up in worry. There is nothing more important than Nana Aisha to Zayn and there never will. She is just too perfect and pure, also the most beautiful person to grace the earth for him. "I wish I could hold your heart, Cradle it gently in my hands. My arms are not strong enough, To hold what is not meant for it. My eyes have seen a lot of things, And I thought I'd seen them all. But the way your smile ignites my own, Makes me think there's so much more to see. This walls around this heart of mine, Have stood, collecting dust. But it's as though you've found the gate, That leads right to my trust. I've liked my name before but not anymore, But on your lips, it's heart warming. And your voice is my new favorite song, That's forever on repeat. But even though I feel this, I can never let you see. Because you deserve a whole lot more, Than a broken soul like me." No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu

Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. [#2 in Malik/Othman series] [can be read separately] Mehr; Moon... Mehr, a teenage girl with so many wild dreams. The goody two shoes but also egoistical person yet the best person you can ever come across. She has her life all planned over a box of pizza, a soda and her best friend while on movie marathon, but never thought that everything will get ruined just one night; her brothers' dinner party. Everything changed, but is it for the better or worst? Find out the rest in Mehr. She is among those people that always look forward to seeing their dreams come true. She didn't give up or, her husband didn't let her give up when those dreams started going downhill. She never thought she would get married so early leaving her dreams behind. It was such a long ride... Taken Down but can be found through this link (in my bio) in a website called SofaNovel, hope you'll follow it there and comment also. Thank you... No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.

Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. [#3 in Malik/Othman series] [can be read separately] Janaan Anwaar Othman, the cherished figure in the Othman family, is untouchable, and no one escapes unscathed in her presence. She's not one to confront outsiders, as her affections are reserved for her beloved older cousin-brother, Hamal Habib Malik, who doubles as her anchor during panic attacks and nightmares. To Janaan, no one compares to Hamal. Everything changes when she declares her love for Hamal at the tender age of fourteen, only to be met with a crushing rejection that prompts Hamal to leave the country. Janaan is left shattered. Four years later, they find themselves at the same school, unable to hold back their feelings, and confess their love once more. But when Hamal, once again, abandons her, Janaan's father arranges her marriage to another cousin, Aalam Muhsin Malik, sparking chaos in the Othman and Malik families. No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.

Fairuzah the daughter of Vice admiral Umar Farouq Sultan, is a hard girl, who is known for her resilience and independence, who found nothing special about love, attributing her contentment to the unwavering love of her father, as her father's love is all she could ever asked for. However her steadfast beliefs were stirred into her own antidote as she met a hybrid of men , a charismatic and stoic figure Lieutenant Asad Muhammad Barau, who stirred her emotions around and made her have a rethink about her life and mindset as a whole, she was mesmerized by his charisma and stoic personality as she fell into the depth of his love ocean, This flourishing romance faces a strong opposition from a longstanding legacy battle rooted in the past of their parents, Vice Admiral Umar Farouq Sultan, chief of Naval staff of Nigeria, (CNS) and Lieutenant General Mahmud Muhammad Barau, Chief of Army Staff (COAS) of Nigeria, which traces back to their days at the Nigerian Military School. This story talks about love in families and the military, blending personal connections with historical struggles, will Asad and Fairuzah go against their parents will and let love lead? Will they fix the problems and tighten the bonds? Or will they loosen the bonds and keep the fire burning? Find out! #2🏅In Arewa 25th November 2023! #1 🏅 in Nigerian books 1st April 2024!

©️ 2017. Original written in 2016/2017. Highest Ranking #2 on What's Hot list- Spiritual .. Imagine being in a type of house where you're banned from dating, having two choices: 1. To get married immediately after secondary school. 2. To get married after graduating college. Being a teenager has its up and downs, and Khadijah's might be a little bit of sneaking around and defying orders. Her father disapproved of the term, and the whole concept of dating. He believed that when you're a student, your thoughts should be solely focused on your education, and when you get married, you concentrate on managing your household. Yet, Khadijah found a way to create her own choice and well, she had to face the consequences of her actions. .. "My heart beats for you Khadijah, feel it." He steadied her left hand to his chest. .. #98. 28/11/17. #83. 30/11/17. #77. 30/11/17. #67. 02/12/17. #43. 07/12/17. #37. 08/12/17. #32. 10/12/17. #24. 26/01/18. #18. 22/01/18. #16. 19/03/18. #15. 14/12/17. #14. 15/01/18. #13. 22/12/17. #10. 22/03/18. #09. 15/04/18. #07. 15/04/18. #04. 30/04/18. #03. 21/06/18. #02. 28/06/18 #1 in Hausa. #1 in Deen. #1 in MuslimRomance #1 in ProjectNigeria. Kindly vote, comment and share as you read. Please and please try to not be a silent reader. Thank you!