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?

Manal had it all planned. Her studies abroad, her dreams her freedom. But life had other plans. Forced into a marriage she never choose , she expected the worst yet never imagined the twist that awaited for her.

Copyright© 2021. All rights reserved. ・ Book One in the Letters Series・ Completed! Kulsum has secrets. Secrets she wants to keep hidden. Everyone believe she needs help. She believes otherwise. However, it's easier for people to judge you without being in your shoes right? ~•~ ~Honestly, we need more books like this from arewa authors. No one will think so cause it's out of the world and I'm sad that i didn't get to complete the whole book at once. •Ammielo. Author of THE PROMISE~ #1 Drug addict on 3 Jan, 2020. By Ferdeausee_

Meet Marwa Kabeer Hassan: A rude, narcissistic, audacious, and dramatic lady. She looks very innocent, beautiful, and nice but she has that no-nonsense aura that radiates off her like a flame, no one dares to mess with her. She hates royalty and every small thing related to royalty, especially the royals. The only set of people she tolerates is her family and they are people below middle-class. Zafeer Ibn Harith Baghdad: The eldest son of King Harith Baghdad and also the Crown Prince of Kano state. One look at the breathtaking guy, a person will fall in love with his handsome traits obtained from his mother who is an Arabian. He is the CEO of a successful real estate business and also the ambassador of Nigeria to Saudi Arabia. He is known for his unwavering fierceness and viciousness. His aura is domineering which makes him unapproachable. He can have anything he wants with just a snap of his fingers so no one dares to go against his words. As they say, "Two wrongs cannot make a right". But what if one is willing to change for the other?! Join me as I unravel the love story of Marwa Kabeer Hassan and Zafeer Ibn Harith Baghdad. And please, I would like it if you check out my first story on Wattpad and add it to your library. It is titled Asiya's diary. Please don't forget to check it if you haven't. Thank you. Love y'all, Gurlyyy22🌷.

"I love you, Bils. I've always loved you," Mukhtar said, his voice low, desperate. "I'm sorry for running away sorry for how things ended between us. Please... just give me a chance to prove myself." He looked at her like she was his last prayer. Bilkisu bit her lip, torn between the ache of remembering and the need to protect what was left of her pride. "Mukhtar?" she said softly, then her eyes hardened. "No." He was her almost. Her what-if. Her once-upon-a-time. And then he disappeared twice. Mukhtar has always known where his loyalty lies: with his family, his culture. But when it comes to Bilkisu his cousin and first love the lines between honor and desire blur. A year ago, they shared something quiet but real until he ghosted her without explanation. Twice. Now, with another man's proposal on the table and pressure mounting, Bilkisu must decide: will she marry for duty, or risk everything for a love that's never been allowed to breathe? But Mukhtar isn't the same man who walked away. And Bilkisu isn't the girl who waited. Set against the backdrop of tradition, expectations, and the sacrifices made in silence, Bound by Honor explores whether love can still bloom in the soil of restraint and what happens when two hearts, bound by everything but time, finally speak.

Copyright ©️ 2025. All Rights Reserved. Safeena Magaji never dreamed of more. A steady job to support her family and keep her daughter smiling - that was enough. She knew better than to hope for anything beyond survival. Working at the Garo Mansion drained her with every passing day. Serving a matriarch obsessed with appearances, answering to a boss who despised her, and working alongside people who barely tolerated her. She lived by two simple rules: 
Keep her head down. Stay invisible. Then he returned. 
Abdulhafeez Habeeb Garo - the prodigal son, the new MD of Garo Enterprises.
The man who made the air shift the moment he walked into a room. From the very first glance, Safeena set her third rule in stone - stay far, far away from him. But keeping her distance? That proved impossible. 
His eyes followed her when they shouldn't.
His words hit harder than they should. 
And when he made her an offer she couldn't refuse... 
Safeena's carefully guarded life began to unravel - marked by the shadows and silent imprints of the one man she'd sworn to avoid. By Ferdeausee_

It is a story about two sisters that are like the two sides of a coin, totally different yet part of each other. It is a story about loneliness, sadness, discrimination, hypocrisy, self pity and of course love. Get your handkerchiefs ready because this story will bring you tears. Enjoy

Come, let me tell you a story, a story of a man and a woman both blessed and also doomed. Let me tell you a story of love, of a heart crying out for love, reaching out for love, only to be grabbed and pulled away by cruel hand of destiny. Come, let me tell you a story of Safiyyah and Gidado, a match made in heaven but placed wrongfully on earth with a lot of obstacles between them. Can it happen? Can they be? Is it even possible? Come, let's cry and laugh with Piya and her Pyar.

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."

This is not a love story but it is a story of love, of how it never dies no matter how long and how far apart the lovers are. Just follow my pen for I assure you, you are going to fall in love with Diyam.