Amal never meant to fall for the wrong brother. She never meant for heartbreak to push her into the arms of the only man who truly saw her - the only man who understood the pieces of her everyone else overlooked. Aarif wasn't supposed to look at her that way. Not when she once belonged to his brother. Not when loving her meant tearing his family apart. But he looked anyway. He fell anyway. He loved her anyway. And now he's willing to risk everything - family, reputation, pride - for the girl the world believes is perfect... the girl only he knows is quietly breaking. In a world where loyalty is tested, secrets refuse to stay buried, and love comes with consequences, Amal must decide whether healing means walking away from the past... or risking everything for a future she never saw coming. Because sometimes the greatest betrayal... is falling in love with the one person you were never meant to choose.

©2026.All right reserved Afrah has spent her life protecting her family's honor, following every rule and burying every dream that threatened to break free. Bilal is everything she doesn't need-arrogant, infuriating, and impossible to ignore. When fate keeps throwing them together, stolen glances turn into heated arguments, and hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. But in a world where honor comes before the heart, some choices come with a painful price. The price of honor was never meant to be her heart💔

between the crescent and the rose set in the ancient city of kano, where tradition speaks as loudly as love. between the crescent and the rose tells the story of Amina Abubakar, a 19 year old university student whose laughter hides a heart standing at the edge of a life altering choice. born into a respected and rich family, Amina grows up surrounded by love, discipline, and expectations. betrothed since birth to Muhammad, a kind and honorable pilot shaped by tradition and family loyalty, her future seems decided long before she understood what love truly means. the crescent of duty hangs gently but firmly over her life. Everything begins to change when Aliyu Bugage enters her world. older, accomplished, and carrying himself with calm authority, Aliyu is a man untouched by chaos and uninterested in emotions he cannot control. Coming from immense wealth and power, he represented a world Am in a never imagined herself standing in. yet their connection is quiet, pure, and impossible to ignore. like a rose blooming where it shouldn't. caught between family royalty, and personal desire, faith and freedom, Amina must navigate friendships that protects her, cousins who knows her too well, parents who love her in different ways, and a society that watches closely. As feelings deepen and secrets surfaces, hearts tested, and every choice begins to carry consequences.

Bilkisu is seventeen, and she has been keeping a secret that is slowly destroying her from the inside. In a house that looks respectable from the outside, behind a silence her mother chose and a world that never thought to ask - she survives. Until the people who were meant to find her, finally do. Bilkisu is a story about survival, faith, and the healing that begins the moment someone refuses to look away.

Arman Malik. Thirty-two years old. Tall, handsome, powerful, and impossible to ignore. A billionaire by wealth, an heir to a royal throne by blood, and a feared mafia king by reputation. Arrogance is his crown. Power is his language. Cruelty is his signature. A walking red flag wrapped in luxury, danger, and authority. A womanizer who never stays, a cigarette addict who never quits, and a man who believes love is nothing but a weakness. Cold-hearted, ruthless, and emotionally unavailable, Arman trusts very few people and fears absolutely no one. In a world where everyone follows rules, Arman Malik creates his own. What happens when he got tangled with his stubborn cousin in a dangerous love story neither plans for Find out in Arman malik written and owned by shatubello(balbela)

She told him if he walked out, she was done. He walked out. Years passed. Silence hardened into pride. Love turned into something colder. Then their parents arranged their marriage. Neither of them knew they were walking back into the life they once destroyed. Now they're husband and wife. Same house. Same bed. Same unresolved past. They don't reminisce. They don't forgive. They fight. Every conversation is a battlefield. Every touch is a reminder of what they lost. They pretend they've moved on, but anger burns too brightly to ignore. Because the truth is.... They're not fighting because they stopped loving each other. They're fighting because they never did.

Anwar was already moving toward her. "Anwar... don't," she whispered. His hand reached for her veil. She screamed, the sound tearing from her throat as panic took over. "Keep quiet!" he shouted, his voice thunderous, shaking the room. She fought back, pushing at his chest, struggling with everything she had. Fear made her hands shake, but she didn't stop resisting. Her breaths came fast and broken as she tried to escape his grip. his father's call came through and puts it on speaker. "What is happening there?" his father demanded. "Who is screaming like that?" Anwar didn't hesitate. "It's my wife-to-be." Nayara opened her mouth to speak, to scream for help-but Anwar's voice cut her off. "Stay quiet," he warned sharply. On the line, his father's voice exploded, ordering him to stop whatever he was doing. Anwar ignored him. Instead, he picked up his phone again and dialed another number. It rang twice. "Nayara?" her father's tense voice came through. "Where are you? Why aren't you home?" She tried to answer. "She's with me," Anwar said instead. There was a pause. "Who are you?" her father asked. "Her husband-to-be." "What nonsense is this?" her father snapped. Anwar's voice turned cold. "I don't have time. My father is on the line. I want to marry Nayara immediately." Both men started shouting at once through the speaker. Anwar leaned closer to Nayara, lowering his voice so only she could hear. "Tell him." She shook her head, tears filling her eyes. He raised his voice again. "I want her as my wife. Decide now." His father roared through the phone, furious, ordering him to step back. Anwar didn't move. "I'd rather touch her as my wife," he said calmly into the phone, "than do something I won't take responsibility for. If you refuse this marriage, don't expect me to change my mind." Nayara let out a broken scream. Her father's voice cracked as he demanded, "What do you want?" Anwar answered without hesitation. "Marry her to me. Now."

Khairiyya's life changed the day her father died. At twelve years old, she lost not only the man who loved her most, but also the only place she had ever called home. Abandoned by a mother eager to start a new life with a new husband, Khairiyya was left in the care of her late father's older brother and his wife-a couple who welcomed her with open arms and loved her as their own. For five years, she found comfort in their kindness, unaware that a promise made long ago had already tied her future to someone she had never met. Rayyan never expected to return home and find a stranger living in his house. After years abroad, he comes back to discover that the quiet girl his parents took in after her father's death is no longer a child. Worse still, she is the fiancée he never agreed to have. At twenty-six, marriage is the last thing on his mind. At seventeen, Khairiyya wants nothing more than to belong. Bound by a promise neither of them made, they find themselves caught between family expectations, old wounds, and feelings neither is willing to acknowledge. But when the past comes knocking and the people who once abandoned Khairiyya suddenly want a place in her life, she is forced to choose between the family that left her behind and the one that chose her. In a story of love, loss, faith, and belonging, Khairiyya learns that sometimes the people Allah places in your life are worth more than the ones you were born to. And sometimes, home is not a place. It's a person. Will this live survive?? 17 & 25 does that makes sense?? Find out by flipping in the next page ✨

Aamar is a 30-year-old man who has already lived through a lifetime of love-and loss. After a tragic accident took the woman he loved, he was left with a grief so heavy it changed him completely. Quiet. Distant. Closed off. He made a promise to himself: never to love again. And he kept it. Until Zunaira. Zuni is 22-young, determined, and fiercely independent. She worked hard to become a therapist, choosing to understand people rather than depend on them. Love, to her, was unreliable. Unnecessary. Something she never believed in. And she was okay with that. Until she met him. What happens when a man who refuses to feel meets a woman who doesn't believe in love? When silence meets chaos... and grief meets healing? Will Aamar be able to keep his promise? Or will Zuni slowly break down the walls he spent years building? And what about Zuni- will she remain untouched by the very thing she never believed in? Or will she find herself falling... without even realizing it? A story of healing, patience, and the kind of love that doesn't force its way in- but stays. Let's find out. 🤍

Left completely alone after their parents tragically die within twenty-four hours, eight-year-old Rayhan, six-year-old Amin, and their newborn sister, Rufaidah, are stripped of their inheritance by greedy relatives and thrown onto the streets of Kaduna. Protected only by a penniless neighboring widow, these three innocent siblings must rely on each other and their faith to grow up, survive, and navigate a world that abandoned them.