Dua Agha Khan used to be a loud and cheerful girl. Her family referred her as the life of the house, she kept the house alive as her family described, but as said there is a thing called "evileye" that chocked her cheerfulness out of her.From marrying her crush to becoming mute because of his extreme and cruel abuse she faced it all but in the end she was left outside her parents house with her luggage in one hand,the divorce papers in the other and no voice. At the age of 28 she's a successful writer who earns more than enough just through her words. she's given up on love nor she is waiting for a prince charming because everyone knows no Prince charming wants a mute girl Raza Shoaib. The 32 year old arrogant beast who doesn't thinks of anyone but himself. He never had time for love his only love was his mother but after her death he stopped looking for love and turned in to a beast whom every one fears,but when his dad orders him to only marry his best friends daughter he's more enraged and hell bent on making her life a living hell little does he know she's been through hell once but unlike before she's not even able to complain what will happen when their worlds collide when they get tied into the sacred bond of marriage ********** She used to love But now she's afraid She used to be cheerful But now she's mute She had her spark But now its gone She lost everything But now when she regained it she doesn't need it Her eyes witnessed hell Her soul bore scars Yet she smiles And hide it from people's eyes By hafsatahir58

A tale of two worlds, who are destined to be together. Scroll through and look for chapter 1 please.

"Sarauniyya: Heartstrings" is the captivating first installment in the "Sarauniyya" series, an evocative narrative that delves deep into the rich tapestry of Arewa culture, friendship, and personal growth. The story follows Ameera Danasabe and her best friend Fatima-Zarah Jallo, two young women navigating the complexities of life, love, and identity in both their hometown of Abuja, Nigeria, and as students in London. Ameera, the only daughter and youngest child of a prominent business family, and Fatima-Zarah, a rising top model and only daughter of an influential politician, share an unbreakable bond forged through years of shared experiences. As they settle back into their university life, they navigate the challenges of balancing their academic responsibilities with their personal lives. Imran's arrival adds a layer of intrigue and complexity to the story. His growing relationship with Ameera unfolds with a mix of mystery and charm, highlighting the similarities between their not-so-different worlds. The SARAUNIYYA Series by author Ishaq Yakubu launches in July, 2024.

Not all love is perfect. Sometimes, suffering is the price of its perfection.

Maryam Nazeef Danbatta is the crown jewel of the Danbatta legacy. Surrounded by five overprotective brothers and a father whose name commands the very soil of Kano, her life is a beautiful, velvet-lined cage. At twenty, her world is defined by lecture halls, family traditions at her grandmother's estate, and the silent understanding that she is "too delicate" for the world outside. She is safe. She is loved. She is invisible to danger. Then there is Khalil. Cold, brilliant, and devastatingly powerful, Khalil is the son of a political dynasty and the only man the Danbatta lions truly respect. He has been a fixture in Maryam's life for years...a silent, arrogant shadow who barely acknowledges her existence. To Maryam, he is the "Ice King," a man too high on his own pedestal to notice a girl like her. But behind Khalil's chilling indifference lies a calculation years in the making. He hasn't been ignoring her; he's been waiting. Waiting for her to grow up. Waiting for the right move. Waiting to dismantle the very walls her brothers built to keep him out. In a world where reputation is everything and family is law, can a quiet obsession turn into a "halal" happily ever after? Or will the secrets Khalil carries burn down the fortress Maryam calls home?

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.

"So what are you doing in our house dingy girl?" He asked her coldly. "It's none of your business and please stop calling me dingy girl" She replied not meeting his gaze. "If I didn't stop calling you what can a low-class person like you do?" He asked glaring at her. "Simple I'll start calling you rich brat or dingy boy it is," She said faking thinking. "I dare you to call me that" He angrily said. "Dingy boy" She nonchalantly said without an ounce of fear for him. "Youuuuu" He barked as he matched towards her but-- ***** Follow the love story of Fatima Muhammad Abubakar popularly known as Fadimatuu and Ibraheem Khaleel Siddiqui who hated each other at first sight. So what happened when they were made to marry each other, could their hate triumph or would love conquer?

Najma never planned to be at that art exhibition. She only went because Maryam practically dragged her there. And honestly? She regretted it the moment a certain grumpy stranger snapped at her and ruined her mood for the entire day. She didn't even ask for his name. She just wanted to go home. But somehow... the universe wasn't done with them. They kept running into each other - in places neither of them expected, at moments that felt too strange to call coincidence. And slowly, all that irritation turned into something softer. Something real. Before she knew it, she was saying yes to the man who once spoiled her day. Their home was warm. Peaceful. The kind of happiness people pray for. Until the day everything shattered. One message. One video. One betrayal she was never prepared to face. Najma walked away. Ayaan broke quietly. Maryam drowned in a truth no one wanted to hear. And somewhere in the shadows, someone else was pulling the strings... someone neither of them suspected. Now Najma is about to learn that not every story is what it looks like - and not every villain shows their face. Read to see how everything unravels, and how the truth finds its way back... no matter how long it takes.

Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. "I never thought I would say this to anyone, but I want you to use me, exploit me in every possible way, Mami. Use my shoulders to cry on and my arms to be hugged, my body to receive warmth, my chest to keep your head on and badge it with your make-up, my heartbeats and breathings to lull you to sleep, my hair to tug and play with, my eyes to lose yourself in, my accent to swoon over, my insensate jokes to laugh and giggle, my kisses to make you feel loved, enhance your confidence and make you feel perfect and my touches to take away your insecurities and vulnerabilities. You, mami, are the best person to ever grace this universe. Use me as your sun, moon, stars, night, day, everything and anything you want. Use me anytime but don't shut me out like you did for the past week, I can't deal with that. By Allah, it takes away my sanity and reason to live. Tell me please..." Zayn Borkan, makes her feel as though, perfection is real for whatever she does, is right to him. Even when her breathing pace changes, his heart spiked up in worry. There is nothing more important than Nana Aisha to Zayn and there never will. She is just too perfect and pure, also the most beautiful person to grace the earth for him. "I wish I could hold your heart, Cradle it gently in my hands. My arms are not strong enough, To hold what is not meant for it. My eyes have seen a lot of things, And I thought I'd seen them all. But the way your smile ignites my own, Makes me think there's so much more to see. This walls around this heart of mine, Have stood, collecting dust. But it's as though you've found the gate, That leads right to my trust. I've liked my name before but not anymore, But on your lips, it's heart warming. And your voice is my new favorite song, That's forever on repeat. But even though I feel this, I can never let you see. Because you deserve a whole lot more, Than a broken soul like me." No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu