#1 Youth 13th October, 2019. #1 parenting 11th August, 2019. #1 attorney 30th Sept, 2020 #5 Youth 1st October, 2019. #3 youth 28th August, 2019. #15 English 30th August, 2019 Maryam was afraid of how he made her feel. The reality of her circumstances. She had never been this emotionally raw, weak as she was with Mubarak, she physically felt safe in his presence. She had never felt safe in the presence of a man like she did with him. That was not on her agenda. She wasn't supposed to be feeling all the things she felt now, but they were there. That was the last thing she wanted. She could sense his resistance, she had never seen a man so intent on not liking her as he. The rest just ignored her, him? He saw her but it felt as if he didn't want to. And here she was all intent on Becoming Mrs Bugaje. What would he say to Maryam? This would devastate her beyond all measures. His hands travelled to hold his nape, squeezing the thick muscle there, he had never felt so worthless all his life like he did now. A graceful light-eyed girl who brightened a crowd with her mere presence, a girl with the heart of gold, his young gazelle. He had her right where he wanted, loving him like no other, despite him being reckless, nonchalant, a liar by omission and a rogue she still loved him whole. Her love made him so full that despite giving her his all he was still left with excess from her. This was the woman he would inevitably lose because of his recklessness. She would face the pain. A pain of Becoming Mrs Bugaje. He had vowed to protect her from herself. Yet he had pushed her over. He had vowed to make her see what people had done to her, she taught him forgiveness. Under all that crazy bubbly mouthiness, was his angelic queen, compassionate, loving- a jewel. Yet he ruined her. Now her ruin was his ruin, he had carried his pain long, hard and deep in his heart. She was a pain he was willing to live through life with. Her voice what he lived for. Her smile his home.

She loved him quietly. He left her painfully. Naila thought love was enough - until life, family, and fate tore it apart. From heartbreak to healing, from silence to strength, she rebuilt herself piece by piece. But just when she finally finds peace, the past returns - louder, deeper, and more complicated than ever. Some love doesn't end... it transforms.

A whole compound. Two villas. One grandmother who runs everything at 4'11". And a girl with green eyes who says she's fine when she's absolutely not. Naylah is nineteen, sickle cell, and too stubborn for her own good. Her family is loud. Her cousin is her twin from another mother. Her brother doesn't do speeches, just looks. And somewhere in the middle of all this chaos, a doctor walks in and decides to stay. Come meet them. The gates are open. 💚

Hawa is 22 years old, final year student (Mass Communication), simple but ambitious girl with a gift - she designs and sells her own beautiful clothes, dreaming of a life beyond the ordinary. She never imagined her path would cross with royalty. Prince Omar, the proud heir to the throne, lives in a world of power, politics, and endless expectations. His future is already written - duty before desire, the crown before love. Until he meets her. What starts as an unexpected encounter blossoms into something forbidden... something dangerous. The palace walls are filled with jealousy, secrets, and betrayal. And while Safiyyah only wanted to live her dream, she now finds herself fighting for her love, her dignity, and her place in a world that was never meant for her. ✨ Can a seamstress win the heart of a prince? ✨ Will Umar choose love over the throne? ✨ Or will their story end in heartbreak? Love Beyond the Throne is an unforgettable Arewa royal romance of resilience, sacrifice, and the courage to love against all odds.

Yasmeen never imagined her father would marry her off to Khaleel-a man she barely knows, a stranger with sharp eyes and a softer side he hides from the world. Their marriage starts with silence, cold stares, and unanswered texts... but fate keeps pulling them closer. Between stolen glances, unspoken words, and late-night drives, Yasmeen slowly learns that falling for her husband might be the sweetest kind of danger. But she isn't alone in this story. Her best friend Intisar carries scars of her own, and Ya Amar-the quiet observer-might just be the one to heal them. ✨ Secrets. Silent wars. Slow-burn tension. When duty collides with desire, will love be enough to save them all?

An Arabian Dark Romance, fighting for the throne of Misrah .

Society always has the thought that men are suppose to lead but she proved them wrong. After 7 years of building herself up the men that destroyed her ,came back into her life but she trembled at the presence of one. Read to find out how much it takes for her to fight for the peace she always wanted and watch as her secrets unravel.

Love had hurt Zarah once, and she swore she'd never let it happen again. But some hearts have a way of finding you, even when you're running. How do you choose peace when love knocks on your door?

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. It wasn't how she could never seem to pronounce his name, "Qasim," correctly, always calling him "Kasim" since she was young. Nor was it her innocence, which seemed to follow her everywhere, highlighted by her delicate Fulani features that could be recognized from miles away. It was her, entirely. Her very existence was the axis upon which Amir Qasim's life revolved. But when that axis was removed, his world was thrown into chaos. Being born the eldest child of the Sultan wasn't his choice, nor was becoming the next Sultan, burdened with immense responsibilities. Yet he accepted it, carrying those duties he so deeply resented. Becoming the next Sultan's wife wasn't her choice either, nor was becoming the eldest Princess of the Kubi Caliphate. So why was she forced to bear the brunt of the grudge he harbored within? Why did she have to endure the short end of the stick? From the moment she stepped into the world of royalty, she knew the path would be hard-fought. But she wasn't willing to lose. Why should she? She harbors the same hatred towards him. However, there is a saying, "The more you hate, the more you love." By Ferdeausee.