"Not because I'm bigger in size mean I'm no less of a female" "It might as well be uh feel him aguh choose you ova me" "Anyday"

A Don with no concept of what love entails stubbles upon a Nurse who sets his heart straight.

Beautiful that was what he thought as he starred at his little angel sleeping peacefully in his arms. He couldn't help but take a sharp inhale of her sweet scent and wish it would be here in his room his bed forever. Rose knew she was in deep trouble when she caught the eyes of a certain Man. A man who instilled fear in others but loves her madly and obsessedily A powerful woman who becomes weak when faced with DAMIEN ALEXANDER KING

"Are you coming to bed firefly?" He says to me laying his hands over my waist joining me in looking over the city. "I want to look out for a little longer if that is alright?" I mumble hoping that he heard me anyways, I wasn't ready to walk into that bedroom, and I don't think I ever would be. "Of course, I'll be getting ready for bed, come in whenever you are ready." He says confidently and walks away leaving my waist cold something for which I am grateful. Especially when my mind burns with other more dangerous thoughts. The warmth that forever lingers in the air, never burning the skin, but always reminding about what is around us. I force air into my lungs feeling the unexpected warmth fill me. He stands in the room watching me even though he said he was getting ready for bed. He is worried about me, about me jumping. I have contemplated it I will admit, but he would stop me before I fell even two feet. I was stuck, and no one could save me. Not even myself, my fucking weak self. His presence is demanding no matter where we are, but right now I could sense everything about him, and I try to suppress the unwanted feelings that curl right under my skin. "Firefly? About done?" He calls out and I release my hand from the guard rail not realizing that as I looked at the lights that covered the shining city with the falling fire in the background that my subconscious was thinking about how nice it would be... how relieving it would be... to just fall. True freedom. I take a step back and wrap my hands together turning around to a fully clothed unchanged man and nod once. I could see the fear in his eyes that I would, he knows if he gave me the chance... I wasn't ready for this, but I had to survive. No matter what. Highest Ranks: #17 In Romance #5 in Soulmates

"𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲." ★. ★ Adunni Agbaje never expected to spend valentine's day running for her dear life. What was supposed to be an harmless outing with friends turns into a nightmare when she catches the interest of a god in human form, Ruger, an untouchable ruthless cult leader who has shed countless blood to carve his ideology of power. To Ruger, Adunni is a puzzle, an obsession he never saw coming. She doesn't fit into his world of crime, cult wars and brutal power plays. Yet, she's the only thing he craves, and Ruger never lets go of what he wants. Obsession has no limits. Theirs is a taboo to the gods. ★. ★ 🩸🖤 Nigerian Dark Romance | Cult | Power | Possession 🩸 BLOOD AND BETRAYAL TRILOGY THE BLOOD DEBT The Blood Oath The Blood War 🩸 STANDALONES • 77 Bullets • ÀNÌNÌ • Blood and Steel

Jadelola Adebayo. She wasn't royalty. She wasn't billionaire-born. But she was brilliant with her hands, her designs slipping across Lagos society like silk - literally. She told herself it was only business. She told herself she would present the sketches, bow politely, and leave. But destiny has a way of rearranging careful plans. Because somewhere in the palace, descending from his own convoy with the slow arrogance of a man who had never been denied, was Prince Damilola Damien Adediran. And when his path collided with hers, Lagos itself seemed to pause. The city would remember their story. The blogs would feast on whispers of it. But in this moment, the world had no idea. All that existed was the dangerous pull between a woman who thought herself safe within marriage, and the Prince who had already chosen her - the one he would name Arike. She scowled, though her pulse betrayed her. "I told you before. I'm married. I don't belong to you." He stepped closer, closing the distance in unhurried strides until her back grazed the wall. His hand lifted, not touching, just hovering by her cheek. "Say it again, Arike. Louder this time. Maybe then I'll believe you." Her breath caught. "You're shameless." "Mm." His grin widened, vulgar and beautiful all at once. "Shameless enough to imagine what your lips taste like when you're angry. Shameless enough to want to hear you gasp my name the way you're gasping now." "Stop." Her palms pressed against his chest. Firm muscle beneath the fabric. Too warm. Too alive. He groaned, deep and rough, the sound vibrating under her touch. "Every time you touch me, Arike, you make it worse. Do you know that?" "I'm not-" she stammered, but he cut her off, voice dipping lower. "You think I don't see the way your pulse jumps when I look at you? The way you bite your lip when you're trying to hold back? Don't lie to me, ìfé mi. Your body betrays you

Afeeyah was never supposed to be his wife, She was his sister. The little girl who used to steal his hoodies, hide behind his legs, and fall asleep on his shoulder during long car rides. Afdal loved her - always. But not this way. He loved her in every unseen, unspoken, unreturnable way a boy could love the girl raised beside him. Then life twisted. Destiny flipped the script. And suddenly, the girl who once called him brother... became the woman tied to him by marriage. But love doesn't follow logic. And hearts don't obey timelines. Now Afeeyah must learn to live with a man she still sees through the lens of childhood... While Afdal fights to unbury a love he buried long ago. This isn't a fairy tale. This is faith, family, and a marriage born from chaos. This isn't the marriage she wanted. But maybe... it's the love she needed. Not My Choice, Still My Nikkah - where hearts collide, lines blur, and the real question isn't why... but what now? --- > © Khulsum Saleem. All Rights Reserved. Wattpad Edition | 2025

Dr. Monáe Blackwell is a highly educated OBGYN, committed to her patients and her career. King is a younger slightly rude construction worker. ******************** I heard his footsteps behind me but I avoided him as I walked through the curtain and into the living room. "A you me a talk to enuh." "I'm not arguing with nobody's child." I said as I put on my shoes and walked out the door. I didn't notice that he was following me until I was at the gap in the fence. "Child? Mi a big man. Yuh think 25 a pickney?" Again I didn't answer. I focused my attention on the fence and tried to maneuver through the wire. Just my luck, the wires hooked the back of my leggings waist. "See it deh, you get hook. Mi just fi lef you right yasso." ********** This is a cutesy book!! Nothing tumultuous❤️❤️

BOOK 2 of the Sísí series. Omoyeni Ajayi, a photojournalist for The New York Times, is sent on assignment to capture the rich culture of Kano, Nigeria. However, the trip is far from simple-Omoyeni dreads returning to Nigeria, haunted by a traumatic past she has tried to leave behind. Despite her fears, she embarks on the journey, staying under the guidance and hospitality of Kano's royal dynasty. In the heart of Kano, Omoyeni meets Dahiru Garkuwa, the newly crowned Prince of Kano. A celebrated filmmaker and photographer who recently returned from abroad, Dahiru has stepped into his father's legacy with a heavy sense of duty. But as these two souls connect, their growing bond is tested by the weight of their pasts, cultural divides, political pressures, and the unpredictable forces threatening to pull them apart. Can love survive when everything seems set against it?

BOOK 1 of the Sísí series. With a shitty boyfriend, a strained relationship with her mother, a shitty job with an irritable boss, and messy life as Yeside tries to navigate between these struggles in the horrible city of Abuja in her 30s, she decides to step up her game after so much frustration. In her journey to stepping up, she meets Kamal Madaki, a popular billionaire and business tycoon in his late 40s looking for a sugar baby, what does fate have in store for these two and especially as Yeside tries to get her messy life together? Most Impressive Ranking: #1 in oil and gas out of 24 stories #2 in projectnigeria out of 1,16k stories #2 in Abuja out of 235 stories #11 in old money out of 956 stories #12 in selfmade out of 681 stories #17 in witty out of 2,12k stories #2 in intertribal out of 10 stories #5 in awkward out of 477 stories #11 in yoruba out of 504 stories #16 in Abuja out of 233 stories #25 in sisterhood out of 1,9k stories