"Babu wanda ya ke tsallake kaddararsa a rayuwa Adda. Duk abunda kika ga ya faru dake to Allah ya riga ya rubuta tun kafin kizo duniyan nan. Hakuri zakiyi sai kuma kiyi Addu'a Allah ya baki ikon cin wannan jarabawar. Amma wannan al'amari rubutacce ne" . . Tunda take bata taba zaton haka zai kasance da ita a rayuwa ba. Wai abunda take jin labari a wajen mutane kuma take karantawa shine yake shirin faruwa da ita? . . . . A karo na biyu da zuciyarshi ta sake karyewa a sanadin so, baya tunanin kuma zai kara budeta da wannan niyyar. Sai dai me? . . Ku biyoni dan jin labarin Fareeha, da abubuwan da rayuwarta ta kunsa. .

Copyright ©️2021 Girls dream of the perfect life, perfect man, and what not? But not in Afreen Bindawa's dictionary. Perfect is a word that doesn't exist in her dictionary. She is no doubt nice and kind but she is also stubborn and she despises all men, be it nice or kind she hates them. Anwaar Turaki the definition of perfect, every girls dream! A graduate from one of the best university. A nice, outgoing, kind and carefree soul. Anwaar has it all from the perfect life, family, looks and the riches that come along with power. But what happens when Anwaar sits on the roller coster ride of Afreen's heart? Will he succeed in winning her heart? But as they say opposite attracts! In their case will it? Started:6th June, 2021 Ended: 25th November, 2023

Adeelah Rabi'u would do anything to live her life peacefully. Peace was worth every struggle and hassle. At twenty one, she had nothing interesting in her life but love for her father and longing for her dead mother. Growing up with her step mothers wasn't so bad because her father was always there. But then they say some things are too good to be true. She never believed it till when her father's secret went spilling on her wedding day. A wedding to remember, no, a canceled wedding to forever remember! Her life crashed, her biggest solid wall fell, and she's left to herself as she tried to heal from the series of heartbreaks she received about her family. Her father was the root of it all. Her father, her destruction. Her chauffeur, her rescuer! Too good to be true? He also had a story! And he wasn't who he appeared to be, when Adeelah found that, would there be heartbreaks too or would it rather be heartmends?

© 2018 All Rights Reserved Yusrah's life takes a dramatic turn when her parents decide to get her married to Masoud Abdullah. That wasn't the life Yusrah wanted for herself. She wanted to go through college, get a nice job and finally settle with the man of her dreams but all hopes were shattered the moment her marriage was brought up. Being the only girl amongst three children, she decides to respect her parents decision to make them happy. She agrees to the marriage and decides she would give her all and learn to love Masoud. But what happens when Masoud doesn't try to make the relationship work? Join Yusrah in this thrilling tale of marriage and how quickly hate can turn into love. ~~~ I really wanna kiss you right now but I don't wanna spend 14 years in jail. Nice story dear. - muniralawal Aww this was such a lovely story. - rosascarlet55 So I finished the whole story in one day. That was hella quick and good to the point. Great job miss author. You worked well and I enjoyed reading. - rahmoAli0 I love this book like die. I thought it'll not be as interesting as I expected. More grease to your elbow. The book was like oh damn sweet. - teemaluv Wonderfully written. Creative ideas and wildest imagination ever written. - ayshab01 #wattysNG2020

This is a short, hopely amazing story of a witty-smart girl wasimé Aliyou in her love_hate relationship with her biggest critic yet wildest fantasy,i hope u'did enjoy it. #wasimé #Taheer #saheeb

Meet DR MOHAN...and his two weird wives. #Banafsha #mohan #nimrah

*A lokacin da doka, ke ƙoƙarin yaƙi da ta'addanci, ko ta halin ƙaƙa, an samu naƙasu a sanadiyyar bara gurbi, da masu yi wa dokar bi ta da ƙulli. Nasara na daf da samuwa, soyayya ta yi kutse, wurin gwamutsa ƙaddarori biyu wuri guda. Ga soyayya da ta'addanci ga kuma doka, ko wane ɓangare ne mai gaskiya? Waye zai yadda ya bi wani *ƘARFE A WUTA ka fi ƙarfin ɗauka da hannu....ƘARFE A WUTA sai dai kallo. Ƴar kasada ce, kuma mai kishin ƙasa a zatonta komai zai zo da sauƙi, kamar yadda take hangensa, sai dai ƙaddara ta shammace ta, abun harinta ya zama abun bawa kariyarta*

. . . . . 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.

Dive into the intriguing story of two strangers from northern Nigeria, united in an arranged marriage, with unique love stories and heartbreaks, they're unaware of the unseen forces guiding their lives. Tied by destiny, explore their journey through culture and religion. Join us as we unravel the mystery, questioning whether their marriage will flourish amidst the enigmatic dance of fate. This story is full of romance, friendship, fate and trust. #2 truthfulness out of 831 stories #20 arewa out of 837 stories #677 romancestories out of 15.5k stories #4 hausastory out of 330 stories #109 newbie out of 11.1k stories Published 2021 updated 2024 Available on amazon https://a.co/d/8N88R2P

"There's always light at the end of the tunnel, you just have to hold onto even the flimsiest rays of hope." _Aishatuh M Aisha Humaira, an ardent and sassy young lady aspires to become a journalist. She's a great humanitarian who believes that issues like a society's judgemental tendencies, religious conflicts and the likes of them shouldn't be a country's day to day routine, but issues that should only be read about in history books of past generations. However, growing up in the northern part of Nigeria seems much big of a challenge for her to be able to change the mentality some people posess, of journalism being an improper course of study to any girl brought up in a modest arewa home. With an unsupportive family and a judgemental society, can she achieve her ultimate goal agaisnt all odds by becoming a journalist? When her world comes crashing down in the process with a dream that seems too far from reach, will she relinquish or stand on her ground? Find out on this rollercoaster journey where life isn't just a bed full of roses but full of thorns as well, capable of pricking those determined to come out of it as winners. Tears of pain and joy will be shed, hearts will be broken, hopes will be shattered and lastly rays of hope will surely bring about light at the end of the tunnel. Copyright ©️ 2020 by Firdausi Aliyu Kakangi