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Amal never meant to fall for the wrong brother. She never meant for heartbreak to push her into the arms of the only man who truly saw her - the only man who understood the pieces of her everyone else overlooked. Aarif wasn't supposed to look at her that way. Not when she once belonged to his brother. Not when loving her meant tearing his family apart. But he looked anyway. He fell anyway. He loved her anyway. And now he's willing to risk everything - family, reputation, pride - for the girl the world believes is perfect... the girl only he knows is quietly breaking. In a world where loyalty is tested, secrets refuse to stay buried, and love comes with consequences, Amal must decide whether healing means walking away from the past... or risking everything for a future she never saw coming. Because sometimes the greatest betrayal... is falling in love with the one person you were never meant to choose.

Every girl dreams of finding the perfect man-someone who loves, protects, and stays through it all. Aleeya is tricked into marriage, but when the groom is a wealthy, handsome bachelor, it almost feels like a fairytale. Until the truth unravels. Her husband is sick, and no one told her. The foundation of their marriage? Built on a lie. And forgiveness? That's not something Aleeya gives easily.

She was promised to a prince she didn't choose. But when silence becomes survival, love might be her only escape. 📚 Hafsat - a Nupe girl's fight for freedom, heart, and identity.

The Silent Wife of Zamfara Bound by royal customs and the weight of tradition, Samira enters the palace as a bride with no voice. But her silence is not weakness-it's power in disguise. In a world where women are meant to obey, she dares to change the story.

Armani grew up starved of affection. In a house where love should have lived, her mother's coldness taught her to expect nothing from anyone. She learned to keep her feelings quiet, her hopes small, and her heart guarded. But everything changes when she is forced into an arranged marriage with Zaid Ismael AbdulRahman-a 26-year-old architectural prodigy and powerful multi-millionaire businessman. To the world, Zaid is known as a cold, calculating man. Reserved, disciplined, and distant, he is the kind of man people respect... and fear. No one has ever seen warmth in his eyes. Except Armani. From the very first day of their marriage, the man the world calls heartless treats her with a gentleness she has never known. The same Zaid who terrifies boardrooms speaks to her softly, watches over her quietly, and protects her in ways she never expected. Confused by his kindness and haunted by a lifetime without love, Armani begins to wonder: why is the coldest man in the world so warm only to her? In a marriage that was never meant to hold love, Armani may finally discover the one thing she thought she would never have-a heart that chooses her, every single day. ✨

What happens when two childhood friends are forced to get married? What happens when the boy rejected the girl he likes after she confessed her feelings to him just to find out later on that he was arranged to get married to her? How do you think the girl would feel when after confessing her feelings to her childhood friend, he immediately kisses her best friend just to prove a pointless point? How do you think the boy would feel after he finds out that he fucked up big time?! Okay now, let's throw in the best friend who is so much obsessed with her best friend's guy friend and crush and swore to break the two arranged marriage apart. Now the last question is, would these two childhood friends be able to fight for their love after all the drama the obsessed girl would create? Read to find out the rollercoaster story between Alex and Ruby! • • • • • "I noticed you were ignoring me?" He said coming closer to me. Suddenly I was entrapped between his hands my back to his front. His face was just centimeters aways from my neck, nuzzling it. "I...I... was... wasn't." I stuttered. I try to stop my heart from beating frantically so it was won't jump out. I could feel his frantic breathing on my neck. "Why?" He asked still nuzzling my neck clearly not accepting my response. "Goodness... your scent is so soothing." He mumbled as he kissed my earlobe. " What... are... you... doing?" I stuttered for the second time within one minute. "Inhaling your enticing scent." He whispered and placed a soft kiss at the spot in between my neck and my shoulder. My heart started racing extremely, drumming frantically in my chest. I couldn't take it anymore, I try to wiggle myself out of his grasp but he was too strong. "Stop wriggling." He said and kissed the spot in between my neck while his hands travelled down and rested on my shaking hands. "Let's just stay like this for a minute please." He begged. Published: 11/09/2020 ©️2020 Naijasugaplum. All right

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,

The air smelled faintly of oud and cold leather. Madina's heart was racing as she ended her furious call. She shoved her phone into her bag, muttering under her breath. She'd just hid into this car to save herself and it's all because of that man. Madina: "When I finally meet that man, I'll strangle him with his own tie." (she exhales sharply) "Who does he think he is-God?" A low chuckle came from the seat beside her. Deep, smooth. Dangerous. Muhammad Turad who has been studying her replies which stuns her"You might want to choose a softer form of negotiation, Miss." his tone is calm and teasing "Strangling governors tends to make headlines." She wants to strangle him Her breath caught. She turned slowly, eyes meeting his-dark, unreadable, but too alive to ignore. Madina: "You-You were here the whole time?" Turad: "My car. My silence. Your words." In the glimmering heart of Abuja, Madina Gambo fights her way through the storm of politics, family expectations, and self-worth. As a senator's aide, she has learned to stand tall among men who believe power belongs only to them. Hidden behind walls of power and shadows, Muhammed Turad Muhammed I. After surviving a near-fatal accident, he returns to Abuja determined to find the woman who once appeared in his path-a woman whose presence haunts him like a promise. Madina, however, is too busy being infuriated. Her every attempt to meet the elusive His Excellency fails. Her family mocks her ambitions, her uncle poisons every dinner with scorn, and her grandfather-the only light in her chaos-reminds her that patience always wins. But patience isn't her strength. Until one night, fate catches them both off guard

2014. A blood-stained Captain, a dark wardrobe, and a fourteen-year-old girl who whispered, "They won't find us." On that night, IHSAN saved a man's life. On that night, Shuraim Imran Zaki promised never to forget the girl who was his light in the dark. ‎ ‎SIX YEARS LATER. ‎ ‎Kaduna is a city of secrets and structure. ‎Ihsan is no longer that terrified child. She is a brilliant medical student who views the world through the cold lens of science and logic. To her, love isn't destiny; it's a psychological illusion she doesn't have time for. ‎ ‎LT COL SHURAIM IMRAN ZAKI is no longer the wounded soldier. At forty-two, he is a man of iron and arrogance. A single father and a high-ranking officer, he commands respect with a single look and rules his world with rigid discipline. ‎ ‎When a chance encounter in the chaotic Kaduna traffic brings them together, he doesn't see his savior. He only sees a reckless girl on an Achaɓe who defies his authority. She sees a "lovely giant" whose arrogance is as vast as his rank. ‎ ‎He calls her "My Ustazia." She calls him "Mr. Arrogant." ‎ ‎And then there is MURAD AL-MANSUR RUBAƊO, DON MURAD, a charming, spoiled rival whose obsession with Ihsan blurs the line between desire and danger. ‎ ‎Meanwhile, IRON SMOKE, the shadow syndicate that manipulates governments, militias, and terror networks, casts its dark hand over Nigeria. Its secrets threaten everything Ihsan and Shuraim hold dear. ‎ ‎In a battle of military discipline, scientific logic, hidden desires, and global danger, who will surrender first and who will survive the smoke? ‎