Copyright © 2022. All Rights Reserved. Aisha Nasir doesn't want much in life. She has loving parents, a dream job, and the most supportive--yet overly dramatic best friend. Not to mention, family members that do not understand the concept of minding their business. At work, she's the perfect doctor. At home, she's the adoptive child her extended family detest. And in the middle of the night, she's trapped in nightmares from her past which she can't seem to escape. When they recieve a VIP guest at work, she fully intends to stay clear of his path. That seemed to backfire when a certain man in the name of Dr. Aslam Muhammad choose to appear in her life that very moment. By Ferdeausee_

LA DONNA SERIES #2 This was my first night with my first love ! I mentally squealed. He was super close to me and I could hear my heart pound in my ears . I could smell that he freshened up by the different manly perfume that hit my nostrils. It was oddly familiar but I couldn't put a finger on it . Before I could say a word his lips collided with mine . I was in shock. My first kiss . I tried to respond but it was very rough and demanding and I hissed in pain when he bit my lip . My eyes almost fell out of their sockets when I tasted the metallic taste of blood . I ignored it and tried to give in but I didn't know that it would be this uncomfortable. Suddenly I was on the bed and his big rough hands were roaming all over me . With each second it started hurting more than the second before . "Imran y-you're hurting me ." I started crying not feeling comfortable. He didn't respond. Actually it was as if I told him the opposite because by hearing my voice he was becoming more cruel and more rough . I started crying . "Imran go ea-s-sy." I stuttered and started panicking. He didn't listen . He ignored my cries , started removing his clothes and he tore mine . He got on top of me and I felt a necklace dangling above me . Imran never wore a necklace. Before I could put two and two together I felt an immense pain between my legs and I let out a screeching scream but he put his big hand on my mouth muffling my screams. I started hitting and punching his chest but he wouldn't stop . It hurt so damn much . After a short period of time I felt a liquid dripping from my body . My virginity. It was my blood . My heart shattered and the pain got more immense when I heard his dark deep familiar voice whisper in my ear. "Daughter pays for her father's sins." Those were the last words I heard before having a panic attack and darkness took over me . I knew then for a fact that my life was destroyed this night .

JAWAHIR is the only daughter to a single mother hajiya saratu who forced her into an arranged marraige to the son of her childhood best friend hajiya Aisha who turned out to be the most arrogant guy she has ever come across Muhammad. Will the marriage work out? Will Muhammad be a good husband? Will she be able to adjust with him? Will she turn out to be what he expected her to be? Will she able to tolerate him? Will he ever change?.......... Follow me and add this book to your library to get the answer to all your questions. Get ready,brace yourselves and tighten your seatbelts because this is gonna be a hell bumpy ride😉😉 With love __Hafsatou❤

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. It wasn't how she could never seem to pronounce his name, "Qasim," correctly, always calling him "Kasim" since she was young. Nor was it her innocence, which seemed to follow her everywhere, highlighted by her delicate Fulani features that could be recognized from miles away. It was her, entirely. Her very existence was the axis upon which Amir Qasim's life revolved. But when that axis was removed, his world was thrown into chaos. Being born the eldest child of the Sultan wasn't his choice, nor was becoming the next Sultan, burdened with immense responsibilities. Yet he accepted it, carrying those duties he so deeply resented. Becoming the next Sultan's wife wasn't her choice either, nor was becoming the eldest Princess of the Kubi Caliphate. So why was she forced to bear the brunt of the grudge he harbored within? Why did she have to endure the short end of the stick? From the moment she stepped into the world of royalty, she knew the path would be hard-fought. But she wasn't willing to lose. Why should she? She harbors the same hatred towards him. However, there is a saying, "The more you hate, the more you love." By Ferdeausee.

Copyright © 2023. All Rights Reserved. ❝ Everyone lies. I'm not an exception.❞ Nailah Zayed has the picture perfect life. Being the only child to one of the most influential families in Maroudi, and married to Imran Hadi-- the son of conglomerate, she has everything one would wish for. The riches? The beauty? The fame, and the loving husband? She has it all. But there's always more than what meets the eye. Even in the life of beau mondes, with the perfectly sculptured life, there's a world of lies it's built on. You can bury it, but it's bound to turn up at point or another. For Nailah, it came in the form of Ayaan Fadel. A man not only threatening her picture perfect life, but every wall she has built around herself. And as it turns out, everyone, him included, has skeletons in their closets. Skeletons that turn up and flip everything upside down with no warnings whatsoever. What if nothing is actually as it seems? What if it were all lies? Certainly, it's a battle for the fittest, and she wasn't willing to lose whatsoever the case is. By Ferdeausee_.