He bent his head and spoke into my mouth, his lips hovering over mine, but not kissing me "If you know how hard I'm trying to control myself, you wouldn't have done that". My stomach dropped and I felt a throb between my legs, I myself needed self control. ••• Aisha Abubakar , A young Ambitious lady who was married to a multi millionaire 'Bilal Muhammad Kabir' who was popularly known as Sarki(King) because of the fear and respect people had for him due to the wealth and power he acquired at his young age. Aisha was scared of commitment because of her past, while Bilal doesn't love because he believes love is a weakness and besides he only has time for his work and nothing else. See how the couples will slowly but surely fall in love.

But wait oo, how is that my business? "So we have decided that you'll marry Eberechukwu here" I think I heard wrongly "Ehhh?" I asked, my face no doubt full of surprise. "What? Daddy no. Anyone but her" Kazeem replied I was tempted to make a daddy joke when he said daddy but this isn't the time. I turned to my mum who was seriously sweating. If this was a different case, I would have laughed at her but this is a serious matter so I couldn't laugh. After a while, I began laughing. I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt. "Mummy what type of joke is this? Abeg ooo" I shook my head "It's not a joke" my mum replied with all seriousness and the reality of this dawned on me......... **************** Being forced to marry the rude and arrogant son of her mum's friend, Eberechukwu decided not to let the 'arrogant bastard' as she put it get to her or have any control over her. Follow her in this journey on how she deals with her arranged marriage.

<now avaιlaвle on oĸadaвooĸѕ> After being rejected by her high school crush, Jumoke decides to leave her past behind and focus more on being a working woman. But when fate decides to let her reunite with her long lost crush, would she let him dig out all the emotion she had kept buried in her for the past few years? * * * * "Jumoke, why are you doing this?" She asked her friend as Jumoke's eyes fixated on the laptop in front of her. "Just look at you, you have turned yourself into a workaholic, you don't even have the time to even call your best friend on her birthday. You couldn't even help in planning Dotun's surprise proposal for me" Demilade told her with watery eyes. ©January 2021 Started: 24th of January 2021 Completed: 9th of July, 2022

A young girl's life is turned upside down when she's forced to leave her comfortable home and navigate the harsh realities of the world. Will she find a way to reclaim her past or forge a new future? "I can do it," I murmured softly as he traced my ankle with his thumb. He hummed before fixing my anklet for me. "But I want to." I bit back a smile as he grabbed my heels and helped me slip them on, his hand brushing against my leg and leaving goosebumps all over my body. Book three in the (The Khalifas) series

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It all started with a phone call when Maalik was trying to reach out to a friend in Jamaica. Hearing a sweet laughter from a woman before she acknowledges the caller, she was kind enough to help him solve the issue as he was reaching out to an associate. Communicating daily since then, trust was built with their newfound friendship, and that's when he starts sending gifts. For learning of Ghana and Nigeria wasn't the only thing, as she fell in love with the stranger. Even to the point of getting proposed to over the phone on the night of her birthday. Her world comes crashing down. Who was Maalik Obi? Was he and his family safe to be around?

She knows that her love for AbdulJalal Sani is toxic. She excused her husband for intolerable things, unable to do anything about it. She's madly in love with him. "I don't like children, Zaytun. You will not ask me to try for a baby, even in the future. And if you try it without my permission, I will be very angry with you." AbdulJalal Sani said. "I can't love you or the child you are carrying." Crying is the only thing Zaytun Babakura knows how to do. Crying became her best friend. It torn her smile, ripped her heart out, wiped the light from her face, and drained the soul from her eyes. She is an empty shell in love. Is this unrequited love worth dying for?

"Fuck me please. Fuck me harder." I begged. "Fuck me as if you haven't fucked me like this before. Hurt me. Hurt me more. Make me feel. Make me bleed. Please don't ever stop." In all honesty, at this point, I would tell him anything just for him to stay. He left once. And I will not make him leave this time without leaving his mark on me.. *** This is a SEQUEL to the story 'Strip'. You don't have to read Strip in order to understand this story. This has mature content, although it is not purely sexual. It contains poetry and quotations.

Blurb: Ameenah has her life planned out-graduate, avoid heartbreak, and stay clear of unnecessary drama. But fate doesn't care about her plans. When she crosses paths with Idris, the brooding tech entrepreneur who's as guarded as he is charming, everything begins to shift. In the midst of family expectations, societal pressure, and whispers of scandal, a connection forms-quiet, intense, and far too risky. Can love truly flourish beneath the veil of duty and desire?

Zara's world is turned upside down when she discovers the man she married is a master of manipulation. Heartbroken, Zara is unexpectedly reunited with Ahmad, her senior who made her school days a living hell. But the Ahmad she meets now is different from the boy she hated. His piercing gaze, chiseled features, and rogue masculine aura leave her breathless. Every encounter with him sets her heart racing, and she finds herself drawn to him like a magnet. But there's a catch - he's sworn off relationships, and his walls are higher than she anticipated. Can Zara break down his defenses and capture his heart, or will their love remain forever out of reach? ......the one who hurts you can also be the one who heals you.