"Salim, you're scaring me," she said quietly. He shook his head quickly. "I'm not trying to scare you." "Then what are you doing?" His voice lowered. "We need to do this." Ikram stared at him. "Do what?" Salim swallowed. "We need to make sure they can't separate us." Her confusion deepened. "How?" He looked at her directly. "We need to sleep together." For a second... Ikram thought she misheard. Her face slowly changed. "What?" Salim stepped closer again. "If we do it... if you get pregnant..." Her eyes widened. "They won't have a choice," he continued quickly. "Our parents will be forced to let us marry." The silence that followed felt heavy. Ikram stared at him like she was looking at a stranger. "Salim..." she whispered slowly. "Tell me you're joking." He shook his head. "I'm serious." Her stomach twisted. "You're serious?" "Yes." Ikram took a step back. "No." Salim moved forward again. "Ikram, listen-" "No." Her voice came out stronger now. "Salim, that's insane." "It's not insane!" "Yes it is!" He grabbed her wrist suddenly. "We don't have time!" Ikram pulled her hand away immediately. "Don't touch me!" Salim's frustration grew. "You said you love me!" "I do!" "Then prove it!" Ikram stared at him in disbelief. "Prove it?"

"Look at me!". His voice had turned cold and gruff, and she could sense the silent fury raging within him like an angry volcano waiting to erupt, and she suddenly found herself trembling with fear. He had never used such tone on her. His deep, masculine voice was always soft and gentle. Infact, it was her source of comfort during this dark period of her life, when it constantly comforted her from her pain and sent away her fears and worries. Now, that same voice caused the contents of her stomach to churn in fear and her body to begin shaking like a leaf on a breezy day. "Should I have reason to believe you've been lying to me?", he demanded when she failed to meet his gaze minutes later. His voice, if anything, had gone even colder now, and she could tell he was fighting every inch of his being to remain calm and not lose control, but he was loosing miserably. But still, she did not look up. And she did not answer his question either. Tears had welled in her eyes, making it difficult to speak, to look into those dark, mesmerising eyes and allow him to see the shadow of betrayal within her sombre ones. It was the sudden sound of a palm hitting violently against the arm-rest of a chair that caused her to suddenly look up and stare at him in alarm. His eyes had turned a reddish shade, and his right hand was balled into a fist. "Do not take me for a fool Ummi! You will answer my darm question, right here and right now!", he bellowed, and the tears she had been holding made its way down her face, but instead of wiping them away discreetly as she always did whenever they treacherously came out while in his presence, she allowed them to flow freely this time around, allowing him to witness the guilt in her tears this time around. It was time for her to speak up! To utter words she had been refraining from saying for a very long time. Words she knew was going to shatter their lives into a thousand pieces...

book one in the royal series. The unexpected meeting between umar Muhammad marodi and Sophia aminu waziri. .... Note that this book is purely my imagination if it happens to be in resemblance with your book then it is a mere coincidence.

Love in the sky

"ALHAMDULILLAH. IT'S OFFICIAL. JASRAH IS NOW HASSAN'S WIFE". She felt her heart threatening to breakthrough it's ribcage. Cheers were all over the house. Anty Amina and Asiya were nowhere in sight. A lone tear escaped her eyes but she did well to clear it before she gets caught. The whole house was filled with chatter and joy from different angles. Jasrah grew up with her step mom and step sister in Kaduna. She was subjected to different types of injustice. She lost her mom while giving birth to her and after Graduating from High school, her dad passed away due to heart failure. Life hasn't been easy for her. She got married to Hassan. Let's see how far they go More to come, ur comments and votes matter 😭🙏

The first time she saw him was at her sisters wedding and she couldn't stop thinking about him. Now she is madly in love with him. But will he love her back?. Find out in Beyond love. You wouldn't want to miss. #3 Hausa 16/11/2020 #12 AFRICA 26/11/20 #10 AFRICA 05/04/21

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?

JADWA

"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?

we all know that sometimes a lie could get you in trouble sometimes but for faiza it got her in love....A Nigerian based novel Completed✅