Surrayya doesn't do complications. Life is sweet when you keep things simple- bake, paint, watch F1, and avoid emotional entanglements. Feelings? Too messy. Love? Too risky. She'd rather stick to what she can control: her dreams, her business, and her ever-growing collection of car facts no one asks for. Hafiz likes life structured. Numbers make sense. Investments have predictable outcomes. He has always believed that with enough discipline, life can be controlled. But lately, he's starting to realize- some things aren't meant to follow a formula, proving that even the best-laid plans can crash and burn. Their paths weren't supposed to cross. And yet, somehow, they crashed into each other-in the most unexpected place. She's all spontaneity; he's all logic. She runs from feelings; he's learning to confront them. Neither of them is looking for love, but love? It might just be looking for them. Because sometimes, the best things in life happen when you're not paying attention.

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She had always been there-brilliant, beautiful, unstoppable. Yet he never truly saw her. Adil never wanted Nuwaira; he wanted the version he had invented-careless, familiar, easy to dismiss. When he says, "Coming from someone who has dated half of Abuja," it is said with certainty, not cruelty. When she replies, "You chased me while loving another woman. You don't get to judge me," it is without apology. Nuwaira is admired everywhere she goes-a celebrated fashion designer, charming, untouchable. Yet she never gave Adil more than polite greetings and distant small talk. At thirty-one, unmarried and unwavering, she carries the weight of expectations she never asked for-a life measured by timelines she refuses to obey. They are not meant to want each other. Not after assumptions, silence, and distance. But desire is persistent. And proximity is unforgiving. As judgment softens and restraint begins to fracture, Adil is forced to confront the woman he never truly saw-and the cost of realizing too late that she was always worth noticing. Yours, Nuwaira is a dark, slow-burn romance about misjudgment, cultural expectation, and a love that emerges quietly but inevitably-when seeing replaces assumption.

She refuses to be controlled. He refuses to lose. When a high-stakes deal forces them into each other's orbit, rivalry sparks instantly. He is calculated, powerful, and accustomed to setting the rules. She is defiant, sharp, and unwilling to play by anyone else's terms. What begins as a battle of wills slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Every encounter is charged. Every glance is a challenge. Desire simmers beneath pride, and temptation grows strongest where control is tested. But power always comes with a price, and wanting each other may be the most dangerous risk of all. Terms and Temptation is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers romance steeped in tension, rivalry, and seduction, where every choice carries a price, and every temptation demands something in return. P.S; this book has two main leads. First and second. STARTED - January 5th, 2026 ENDED -

Forced into an arranged marriage with the cold and distant Humaid, Yasmeenah's life takes a dark turn. She is a fiery, rebellious teenager trapped in a loveless union with a man thirteen years her senior, who treats her with chilling indifference. Struggling to assert her identity, Yasmeenah faces Humaid's cruelty and mysterious detachment, pushing her to her limits. As tensions rise, secrets unravel, and their battle of wills escalates into a dangerous game of survival. In a world where love is nonexistent, respect is a rare commodity, and trust is shattered, Yasmeenah fights for freedom, dignity, and her own sanity. How far will she go before she breaks-or breaks him? copyright@ fadeelarh fadim

"What are you doing here" She questions eyeing him while walking towards her closet to pull off the clothes from the party. The prince is sitted on the bed, fingers fisting the sheets as he stares at her his Adam's apple bobbing from each ragged breath. "I'm here for you" He states his voice raspy. stunned she turns around so fast she stumbles "Here for me" the laugh that escapes her is unintentional. "Excuse me your highness but please get out" Now with a slightly colder voice she tells him trying to be polite. He freezes, eyes darkening at her words before wetting his lips "I'm not going anywhere, now come here. I want you" He says eyes fixed on her and she lets out a breath her glare begining to form. "No" The word escapes her as she turns to walk into the closet. "I'm here as your husband" The prince mutters and she freezes, her own fingers tightening over the silk dress she has on before she whips her head to stare at him. when her family would visit the palace she'd always leave with one name and that is 'His wife' with whispers within and outside the palace crawling over her as they refered to her as the 'Prince's wife' 'Judge's wife' but she'd brushed it all aside deciding it was best to address such issues when they are about to happen and unknown to her it came sooner than later. Their wedding was set to take place in a few days and she felt only calm towards it only for her to wait...wait and be told he's getting married to another and that she's out of the equation. Broken, confused and cold is what she feels but she lets it all go thinking maybe they were never meant to be. what happens a few years later when she's summoned home by her father, she introduces her man only to get rejected and this time she's told she'll marry the prince as his 'Second' wife his Second choice and this is where she catches on fire after all 'What remains of them'. Will she marry the prince. Not when he's one hell of a mad man. Them

He wears silence like a crown. A thousand-dollar suit, eyes that cut sharper than his words. Cold. Calculated. The kind of man who turns hearts into cautionary tales. But beneath the arrogance lies a storm - one touch away from breaking his own rules. Love, to him, was a weakness... until she became his greatest distraction. She's chaos in heels - bold enough to talk back, brave enough to stand alone. A rebel trapped in silk, forced to obey, yet born to defy. She laughs at love, calls it a trap - until his cold gaze starts to feel like home. Clumsy with words, fearless with heart, she's the only flame that could melt his frost. "In a world built on control, love was the only rebellion they never planned." And she doesn't even know it yet.

Amali's life has never been gentle. A stepbrother who calls obsession "love." A stepsister who bullies her for existing. A mother who expects perfection, no matter the cost. Then, one week before her stepsister's wedding to Muhammad Zayn... she disappears. To protect her family's image, Amali is forced to step into a marriage built on conditions, silence, and a promise of divorce the moment her stepsister returns. But Zayn is cold. Controlled. unreadable. And the closer Amali gets to him, the more the truth twists around her. Who is Muhammad Zayn behind that icy mask? Why does he watch her like he knows more than he says? And what will happen when the secrets they're both hiding finally explode?

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