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Indecent Destinies: Adeoye Bloodline by Dat_tiny_pretty_gurl
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Shadows met. Sparks ignited. Secrets collided. Destinies twisted into a knot of forbidden threads-unseen, unspoken, unstoppable. The unknown stirred beneath their skin, and fate didn't just shift-it shattered. The rules? Rewritten. The world? Never the same. --- Milaya Omolola Oladokun- Veiled in innocence, cloaked in contradiction. A soft smile hides sharp edges. Sweetness conceals shadow. Her beauty? Ethereal. Her presence? A paradox. She is silk and fire. Laughter and lies. A girl of two worlds-one above ground, one far beneath. She walks with grace... and secrets. And no one sees them. Not until it's too late. --- Emran Amari Adeoye- Darkness, personified. A storm in stillness. Eyes that don't just look-they own. A smile that plays at kindness but hides something colder. Smarter. He is the silence before a collapse. A force wrapped in black threads and sharp thoughts. Danger wears him like perfume. Every movement calculated. Every glance a chess move. He doesn't enter rooms. He shifts gravity. --- When they met- Not even the stars dare look. ---
π•»π–”π–Žπ–˜π–”π–“π–Šπ–‰ π•»π–—π–”π–’π–Žπ–˜π–Šπ–˜: π”Έπ–‰π–Šπ–”π–žπ–Š π”Ήπ–‘π–”π–”π–‰π–‘π–Žπ–“π–Š by Dat_tiny_pretty_gurl
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𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž π’†π’π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰ 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍-𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’†π’π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰ 𝒕𝒐 π’ƒπ’“π’†π’‚π’Œ. Milaya Omolola Oladokun, master of masks, queen of control... slipped. She knew the rules. She mastered the risks. But she paused her chessboard, only to realize the queen had fallen for the king..but Emran was already gone. Two years of silence were meant to bury it all. Even their reunion should have been the end. But she stepped back into the darkness anyway, drawn by an emptiness she called hope, by embers she dared to name flowers. What if she had chosen differently? What if she had run, never looked back, let the past remain the past? She underestimated -and it hurt. The Adeoyes never play fair. Not for the world. Not for the ones foolish enough to love them. The game was never over. It was never hers to play. Milaya stood in the ashes of her own hope, finally understanding: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’π’”π’• π’‘π’π’Šπ’”π’π’π’π’–π’” π’‘π’“π’π’Žπ’Šπ’”π’† π’Šπ’” 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 π’šπ’π’– π’Žπ’‚π’Œπ’† 𝒕𝒐 π’šπ’π’–π’“π’”π’†π’π’‡-𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’” π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’†, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‡π’Šπ’“π’† π’˜π’Šπ’π’ π’Œπ’†π’†π’‘ π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’‚π’“π’Ž..
The Northern Way by Purple_DreamsLara
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It was meant to be a simple union of duty and obligation. For her,a sacrifice for family. For him,a gilded punishment. Dr. Nazara Amana Mansoor, a brilliant cardiologist content with her life of service, never questioned when her family arranged her marriage to Prince Zayd Fuad Ibn Abbas Zarumi. She accepted her role, ready to fulfill her destiny within the powerful Caliphate. But that was before the secrets, the betrayal, and the deadly politics of the palace threatened to destroy everything she loved. Now, standing on the soil of Sokoto with her head held high and her heart in ruins, she sends a warning to her former self, a whisper on the wind of what could have been: "When my mother said I was getting married, I accepted. If only I had known what it would cost me, I would have run far away and never looked back." --- #3 LawyerXDoctor | #1 Caliphate April 2025
SCENT OF LOVE by venuswrits
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𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 πŽπ… π‹πŽπ•π„ βŒ‡ π„π§πœπ‘πšπ§π­πžπ π’πžπ«π’πžπ¬ ꒰𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐀 πŸκ’± [coming in paperback soon!] βπ‘Άπ’‘π’‘π’π’”π’Šπ’•π’†π’” 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 π’‚π’•π’•π’“π’‚π’„π’•βž β”€β”€β˜…π’π­πžπ₯π₯𝐚 𝐌𝐒π₯π₯πžπ«β€§β‚ŠΛšβŠΉ Heels, books and fashion are my interest This was supposed to be a small deal, he helps me and in return I help him. Nothing more, nothing less Then why are we slowly getting closer? β”€β”€β˜…π‹π’πšπ¦ 𝐖𝐒π₯π₯π’πšπ¦π¬β€§β‚ŠΛšβŠΉ Bikes, Adventure and Fashion are my interest But now it's her too I wasn't supposed to associate with her family and especially her. I offered to help her in return for something. But now I want her. β€’Note- this is a soft, closed door romance 🩷 β­‘.ᐟStarted - 2 Dec 2023 β­‘.ᐟEnded - 6 June 2024
whispers of the hidden garden by fadeelarh____
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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
Paper Heartsβœ… by Ferdeausee_
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Copyright Β© 2024. All Rights Reserved. In the world of feelings, they say the heart is a bit unpredictable, fluttering unexpectedly and swaying in moments when the mind can't keep up. Sa'adatu likes sticking to her routine, finding comfort in the usual. Change isn't her thing; she's happy with the way things are. But suddenly, a surprising shift comes knocking-a tough task that seems impossible to win. In this whimsical tale, Adnan Bayero shows up as a spark of hope, but Sa'adatu is unsure. After living in an illusion for too long, the reality she sees now is not what she imagined. Life, akin to the heart's capricious dance, unfolds with surprises. The avoidance of the unexpected might just be the resonating crescendo, orchestrating the whimsical ballet of the heart. By Ferdeausee_