{Completed} Jawahir Malik Zayyad, the last thing she expected to happen to her is getting married. Especially when she has just finished high school and about to have as she thought, the best time of her live. All those dreams and desires were abruptly snatched away from her when her grandmother demands she gets married this instant. Then came in Aayan Abbas Abdullah, the last thing on his mind or agenda is getting married, he has no passion or interest whatsoever. Then all of a sudden his parents proposed the idea of him getting married to one of his dad's best friend's daughter. 'The ball is in your court' they said. He has the utmost desire to fulfill his Ammiey's wish, which is to get married, as he is the only son. Will they learn how to love each other? Or will darkness take over?! What happens when they each find out that there's more than what just meet the eyes between the two of them? Join me as I tell you the love story of Aayan and Jawahir!!! #JaYan❤✨🌹🔐 Rankings; #1 in arabs #1 in hausa #1 in wattpadbanters #2 in spiritual #2 in nigeria #3 in nigerian #3 in muslimlovestory #5 in muslim #8 in arrangedmarriage #8 in baking #21 in halal STARTED: 19th June 2018 COMPLETED: 27th February 2020 Copyright © 2018 Maimunatu I Bukar. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of Maimunatu I Bukar. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ©️ Maimunatu I Bukar

'You are my favourite place to go, When my mind searches for peace.' ....... In a bustling workplace-where she walks in like owns the place because she believes she does, because she goes with the faith that 'what's your cousin's is yours'-a reserved yet fiercely protective man and a spirited, full of her life woman share an unconventional connection that only grows stronger through their banter, playfulness, and the unexpected situations life throws at them. She's convinced his aloofness hides irritation, but everyone else sees the truth: his world quietly revolves around her. When a threatening stalker emerges, their dynamic takes a sudden, heart-racing turn. To protect her, he does the unthinkable-he ties with her, for eternity. But their new reality isn't just about safety; it's filled with hilarious misunderstandings, heartfelt moments, and the awkward dance of two people learning to love openly. With her fiery personality and his silent affection, their journey is one of humor, romance, and finding solace in each other. Join us in this delightful story of two cousins whose hearts find their way to each other, proving that sometimes, love has been right beside you all along.

COMPLETED ~JALILAH~ Jalilah, a sweet, lively, and beautiful seventeen-year-old girl, knows no care in the world. An orphan since her parents passed away when she was just a year old, she has lived her entire life with her uncle, who promised to love and care for her as his own, never differentiating between her and his own children. ~JALAL~ Jalal, a twenty-nine-year-old handsome and wealthy man, lives life on his own terms. Despite being the object of many girls' affection, he is not one to be trifled with. He maintains a cold exterior, having constructed numerous walls around himself for reasons sacred to him. No one has attempted to breach these walls, but deep down, he is fragile and teetering on the brink of losing himself. What lies behind these impenetrable walls? And what will happen when a marriage is arranged between these two contrasting individuals? Will Jalilah be able to break down the barriers? Will Jalal ever grant her the opportunity to do so? Can she save him before he succumbs to his inner turmoil? ** Join me as we embark on the journey of JALAL ABDURRAHMAN MARSHAL and JALILAH ABDULMALIK MARSHAL. Jsquare❤️ Started; 30|9|20 Completed; 24|12|21 © rukkayyatuu No plagiarizing of this book!!

"Bu...But we are married" I tried to defend myself "But I don't consider you my wife, get the hell out of my room" He yelled I couldn't help but just stare him "You Bloody whore , get out" He slammed the door in front of me as hard as he could. "I hate you" I muttered under my breathe Zara Haider , a 28 year old cardiologist marries an egositic rich brat Shuja Asif, She is a average girl who is practicing Muslimah, she doesn't believes in love. She is a introvert and never fights for her right but when she is forced to marry Shuja Haider her whole perfect life turns into imperfect one. Shuja Asif , a 28 year old Owner of 5 star hotels around world had been forced into marriage with Zara haider who is not of his type. He is egoistic and is already in love with a model "Samaira". A muslim love story, where both of them carry hatred towards each other. One of them believes in love and one of them hates the idea of being in love. Will their world ever colide? Will Zara and Shuja ever get along? To know more , Check the book. #unedited #63 in Spiritual --31st july 2017 #53 in Spiritual --1st August 2017 #45 in Spiritual --2nd Aug 2017 #30 In Spiritual --3rd Aug 2017 #28 in Spiritual --7 Aug 2017 #23 in Spiritual --8/9 Aug 2017 #22 in Spirirual -- 10 Aug 2017 #20 in Spiritual 11 Aug 2017 #18 in Spiritual -- 13 Aug 2017 #13 in Spiritual -- 16 Aug 2017 Cover by Miss Beautiful @Twinkle_Teardrops

"Ayat," I called softly. She didn't respond. I sighed and gently tilted her chin up, forcing her to look at me. And when she did-my heart shattered. Her eyes brimmed with unshed tears, pain written all over her delicate features. "Why do you want to marry me?" Her voice cracked. "I am dirty now." A single tear slid down her cheek. I wiped it away instantly. "Either dirty or pure, I am still going to marry you... but only if you want me to." My voice was firm yet gentle. "And let me tell you one thing, Ayat -you were, are, and will always be the purest soul in this world." I held her hands tightly. "I know I should've asked you first. I should've spoken to you before announcing it. I'm sorry. But now, I genuinely want to know." I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. "Kya tum mujhse shadi karogi?" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨:~ Arrange marriage (arranged by him) Age gap Billionaire romance Possessive & morally gray MMC Touch her and die type He fell first, he fell harder Slow burn Secret mafia Found family

She didn't know she had it for him this bad until Umaymah told her he will be travelling out. It wasn't like she was going to see him often anymore, but she felt at least at every graduation ceremony or prize giving day, he could show up. And maybe drive Umaymah to say hi to her during holidays like he did two weeks back. All these were just wishes and now that he will be leaving the country, she needed to forget about him. Mubeen's heart lurked in his chest. Is she really glad he was coming home or was that a facade? She doesn't even know she was on speaker. He bit his lower lip and sighed. What does she even look like?

[new version] • Malik & Rouhuh • Not all smiles make a happy person. Contrary to the misinterpreted fact that not all horns and forks make the devil. Sadiya Muhammad Yusuf. Having lost a father as well as a brother at her teenage years. Many might be stricken of a thought as to eternal loss of those who were meant to be the most important males in her life. It was not the defunct of any of them. Albeit with a sick mother, scales through all obstacles the universe had to offer - aiming right at the bullseye as a gynecologist. Right when she thought all was falling back into place, she loses her only confidante, supporter. Her only parent in the picture; dead. She never thought her life would be the same. But what happens when the person she convinced herself to loathe the most shows up after the past comes haunting her present? Royalty screams a lot. Power. Grace. Aristocracy. Fortitude. And most of all; Status. In the city of Yemen, comes no exception from the qualities of being Royal. When a prince by name, Zayan ibn Ahmer ibn Ayyub al-Qadim III, like a cliché, bumps into a lady shooting lasers at the man he finds her in the arms of. Nigeria had always been among his favorites, perhaps even more when all that shouldn't be said, was felt. Especially when he sets his eyes on her. Not the ideal incident, but enough to have his soul intertwined with her heart. Fatima Abdulmalik 2024. All Rights Reserved ©