Hameed, grieving the loss of his wife, his first true love and struggling to raise their son, Starts working as lecturer. There he meets his student who reminds him that life wasn't as dark as he made it seem. Enjoy!

#20 Spritual (29/12/2020) #2 Fulani (28/12/2020) #1 Hausa (11/12/2021) A girl that haphazardly steps into a mans life and tries to steer him out of his bad ways... In a small village in Adamawa, lived Noor. A beautiful 16 year old fulani girl, timid but outspoken, shy but brave, mellow but dynamic. Her father died when she was very young, leaving two wives and four children behind. Her aunt; her father's immediate younger sister, whose conduct was reprehensible, vowed to make her life a living hell, and she did; or atleast she tried. With the nature of her mother's small business, they find it hard to survive in that small village. Fed up by enemies, haters, criticisers, bad mouthers, her mom decided to move to the city. Nabeel; the son of a rich business tycoon. Rich, hot, arrogant, menacing, don't forget how much of a spoilt brat he is. When these two souls clashes, is it true that opposites attracts?. Follow them in thier journey as drama unfolds, secrets unravel, truth and lies are revealed and emotions are discovered. True, you can't completely change a soul, all you can do is try and remind them, and then pray that Allah SWT will change their heart... That's why Noor is trying, the light of his eyes

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 ☕️

{Completed} Jawahir Malik Zayyad, the last thing she expected to happen to her is getting married. Especially when she has just finished high school and about to have as she thought, the best time of her live. All those dreams and desires were abruptly snatched away from her when her grandmother demands she gets married this instant. Then came in Aayan Abbas Abdullah, the last thing on his mind or agenda is getting married, he has no passion or interest whatsoever. Then all of a sudden his parents proposed the idea of him getting married to one of his dad's best friend's daughter. 'The ball is in your court' they said. He has the utmost desire to fulfill his Ammiey's wish, which is to get married, as he is the only son. Will they learn how to love each other? Or will darkness take over?! What happens when they each find out that there's more than what just meet the eyes between the two of them? Join me as I tell you the love story of Aayan and Jawahir!!! #JaYan❤✨🌹🔐 Rankings; #1 in arabs #1 in hausa #1 in wattpadbanters #2 in spiritual #2 in nigeria #3 in nigerian #3 in muslimlovestory #5 in muslim #8 in arrangedmarriage #8 in baking #21 in halal STARTED: 19th June 2018 COMPLETED: 27th February 2020 Copyright © 2018 Maimunatu I Bukar. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of Maimunatu I Bukar. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ©️ Maimunatu I Bukar

Rayuwa na cike da ƙalubale kala kala. Allah na jarabtar bayinSa a duk yanda Ya so, hakan ba yana nufin ba Ya son su ba. Kyawun halitta, tarin dukiya ko mulki ba shi ke nuna son Allah akan bawanSa ba. Amma dayawa mutane kan manta haka. Me yasa suke ganin laifin ta akan abunda su da ita basu da iko akai? Me yasa suke ƙasƙantar da ita suke wulaƙanta ta da ahalinta akan abunda Allah Ya azurta su da shi? Wanda ba dubarar su ko wayon su ya saman musu ba, hakan kuma baya na nufin sun fi su wajen Allah ko sunfi su kusanci da Shi ba. Ba'a cire rai da rahamar Ubangiji, dan haka Maimoon bata fidda rai ba. Wataran zasu fita daga mawuyacin halin da suka tsinci kan su ciki, zasu samu kwanciyar hankali da farin ciki mai ɗaurewa. Amma faruwan wani al'amari yasa Maimoon tantama, anya suna da rabo anan duniyan? Musamman ma ita. *** Idanunta kaɗai ya gani duniyar shi ta juya gaba ɗaya. Allah Ya yi halitta a wurin! Bai taɓa ganin idanu masu kyau haka ba, gasu farare kal! Kaman farin wata. Amma kuma a maimakon ya gano haske kaman na wata sai ya gano duhu mai rikitarwa, duhun da ya hango cikinsu ya tada mai hankali. Tabbas ba zai samu sukuni ba har sai yaji labarin rayuwarta kuma har sai haske ya mamaye duhun da ya gani. © Wannan littafin mallakar Maimunatu Isyaka Bukar ne. Duk haƙƙoƙi. Babu wani ɓangare na wannan takaddar da za a sake fitarwa ko watsawa ta kowace hanya, lantarki, inji, kwafin hoto, rakodi ko wani abu ba tare da rubutaccen izinin Maimunatu I Bukar ba. Wannan aikin almara ne. Sunaye, haruffa, kasuwanci, wurare, yankuna, da abubuwan da suka faru ko dai samfuran marubucin ne ko kuma anyi amfani da su ta hanyar ƙirƙirarrun labarai. Duk wani kamanceceniya da mutane na ainihi, rayayyu ko matattu, ko kuma ainihin al'amuran sun faru ne kawai. ©Maimunatu I Bukar

Barakah Amal had escaped Nigeria shortly after the misfortune of encountering Jalal Jali as a teenager. Years since past and unbeknownst to her, she's reluctantly summoned back to wed the man who had ruined her life to protect her family. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

She was not only born with a silver spoon, she was rocked in a diamond cradle and raised in a gold castle. She had the world at her feet and on her finger tips giving her the permanent title 'Daulah' and the name Maimunatu almost ceased to exist. With a rare kind of beauty and an exceptional personality, she had heads turning to her and wanting to dance to her tunes but it took a single look from the last person she would spare a glance to point out to her all the places where she was broken. Realizing that she needed a heart to fit in to get fixed, she set out for his but Mukhtar only wished he had one to give her.... But she wasn't a girl who gave up, she knew he had one in there and set on a mission to find it, looking into every corner of his darkness until she got caught in his storm of curse which threatened to drown them.

At mid twenties, Salma moved with an aura of a dignified conduct and self integrity. She had built around herself beautiful walls where she was sorrounded by a great family, a job she loved, few amazing friends and a super cool boyfriend. Her life was good and she couldn't ask for more. Everything came crashing down when a phase in her past stormed back at her, breaking the walls and taking everything away from her, resulting behind a bed-stricken sick mother and an unforgiving disappointed father who shut the doors on her, and worse, she found herself married to the cause of her misery, a man she barely knew, and hatred was one word to describe what she felt for him. Tareeq, an influential industrialist had always been a man of a few words, but somehow, he got a hideous word out which threatened to shatter a family. In a desperate need to right his wrong, he made a rash and irrational decision and now he was married to a girl with a questionable past. He didn't know if he would be able to accept her. She promised to make his life a living hell. Destiny had something else in store for them. Add this book to your library today and join in this roller coaster...

Labarin Tasleem data had'u da mayaudari har ya rabata da martabarta ta diya mace a karshe ya juya mata baya

The lives of Maryam, Yusuf, Zainab and Abdallah. How are they connected? Read to find out! * #1 in Arewa #1 in Muslim #1 in Maryam #1 in Zainab #1 in Yusuf #1 Abdallah #3 in Nigerian The first few chapters of this story are a little bit cringy and I must admit, poorly written so read at your own risk! But as you go on, I promise my writing gets better so come along and join me on this journey!