Umaiyrah Abdulmalik is soft like lavender-quiet, graceful, and content with living a simple life in Gwagwalada. Between supporting her family, planning events, and finding peace in routine, she has no room for the chaos of Abuja's elite world. Until the day she walks into a penthouse lounge in Maitama... and meets Zayd Yusuf Abubakar He smells of oud-rich, warm, and dangerously unforgettable. A multi-billionaire energy mogul with hazel eyes, a calm voice, and a presence that shifts the air around him. Zayd is the kind of man people whisper about powerful, quiet, and impossible to reach. But for reasons even he can't explain... he can't look away from the modest event planner who carries herself like she doesn't know her own beauty. Their worlds clash-soft and strong, lavender and oud. She wants simplicity. He lives in luxury. She plans events. He plans empires. Yet destiny weaves their paths together, drawing them into a slow-burning connection neither of them saw coming. In a city where status speaks louder than hearts, can a gentle girl from Gwagwalada and Abuja's quiet billionaire find a love that feels like home?

THE LOVE WE LEFT BEHIND Five years ago, Salma thought she had found the love of her life-until a painful misunderstanding tore them apart and left her heart shattered. Now, after years of silence, she has finally learned to live without him. Or so she thought. When fate brings her face-to-face with Hydar at a family wedding, old wounds reopen and forgotten feelings come rushing back. But the past is not as simple as they believed. Hidden secrets, painful lies, and truths left unsaid threaten to change everything they thought they knew. As memories resurface and hearts begin to heal, Yasmeen and Hydar must decide whether love deserves a second chance-or whether some stories are better left in the past. A heartwarming and emotional tale of love, loss, forgiveness, and finding your way back to the person who never truly left your heart. Sometimes the greatest love story isn't about meeting someone new. It's about finding your way back to the one you never forgot.

He bent his head and spoke into my mouth, his lips hovering over mine, but not kissing me "If you know how hard I'm trying to control myself, you wouldn't have done that". My stomach dropped and I felt a throb between my legs, I myself needed self control. ••• Aisha Abubakar , A young Ambitious lady who was married to a multi millionaire 'Bilal Muhammad Kabir' who was popularly known as Sarki(King) because of the fear and respect people had for him due to the wealth and power he acquired at his young age. Aisha was scared of commitment because of her past, while Bilal doesn't love because he believes love is a weakness and besides he only has time for his work and nothing else. See how the couples will slowly but surely fall in love.

When news of Jamilah Abubakr's death reached the world, it shook. How couldn't it? It'd lost one of the gems it had left....A young, cultured philanthropist with as much beauty within, as she had without. The Khalil household was one of the most affected. With both sons, Jamil and Ayman having to deal with the loss of the girl who'd meant the world to them. When, two years later, Jamilah Abubakr resurfaced, her death seemingly a scam by her conniving father, Senator Abubakr, she's taken in by the Khalils. However, things aren't as rosy as they were, and Jamilah has lost a great deal of herself to the accident, mentally. She's unable to remember much of her former life, and is in for a bumpy ride once the rest of the socialite circle - a bunch of politicians and government officials that are out to damage hers and the Khalil's reputation - discover her secret. Yahya Khalil, head of the Khalil household, and an important political figure in the country, plans Jamilah's marriage to his sons for her safety. The question of who to wed is then left; Ayman, her childhood best friend and former crush; or Jamil, the man she'd been close to getting married to. Without Jamilah's memories, without the knowledge of how she'd once felt towards both of them, what does she do? Does she make the decision she'd have years ago, before the accident? Or does she make a different decision this time, ignoring the foreign feelings that grip her whenever she sees him? You want to know who 'Him' is? Want to know what her decision is? Delve into Jamilah's world in 'My baby; My wife'.

Copyright© 2022. All rights reserved. October 10th. She once believed it was the finest day of the year. How innocent she was. Now, burdened by countless harrowing memories, she longs to rewrite them. That day continued to haunt her for many years. No, forgiveness is not an option. She vows to avenge her child's murder, rising in power to dismantle the aristocratic family guarding dark secrets within their pristine mansion walls. No longer naive or ignorant, this woman breathes vengeance. Her eyes conceal a thirst for retribution and bloodshed. She's set on dethroning those modern pharaohs. The flicker of life dims in the presence of her pain and sorrow. Eyes filled with anguish, shrouded in raw pain from her trials and tribulations, she's now ready to fight for the one thing everyone warned her against-justice against the government itself.

Copyright© 2021. All rights reserved. The trees swayed ominously, their interwoven limbs resembling outstretched arms beneath the ethereal ghost moon. Growls emanated from the darkness, just as she had suspected. The fierce wind lashed at the hood of her raven hoodie, wrenching it from its ties, leaving her vulnerable to the freezing winter assault. Fear surged, each breath creating a visible fog. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she refused to give in. She had come too far to let fear overcome her. Summoning every ounce of strength, she sprinted down the dark, unknown path, urging her feet to carry her to a mysterious and enigmatic destination. She would not remain tethered to the stranger her father had forced her to marry while she had been fighting for her life in a hospital bed. How could he have done such a thing to her? Her hatred for him intensified tenfold... The relentless pursuit abruptly halted, her voice releasing a high-pitched yelp at the unexpected sight. Before her stood her rejuvenated nightmare, her husband. She was not the least bit frightened, but the man had pledged to her father that he would stay married to her for eternity. "Seems like we're destined to be shrouded in this ominous darkness," he grinned, his smile dripping with menace, sending shivers down her spine. The desperate words she willed her mind to say failed to escape. Her retort of "Whatever, Police Officer" deserted her.

Copyright© 2022. All rights reserved. Two people forced to live under the same roof in the name of something called 'conjugation' a sacred relationship that is supposed to be filled with love, tolerance, patience, consideration, listening and respect but in this situation, it is the total opposite of what a marriage encompasses. Theirs is filled with castigation, intolerance, cowardice and heedlessness. Merged with dramatic in-laws, the family is turned upside down. Although she couldn't see his face, she sensed a change in the atmosphere... the fierce will of a warrior in battle, the urge to conquer and dominate. Aware of his violence barely kept in check, Layla remained very still. She kept her face turned away and listened to his breathing, until the deepening movements of his lungs became calm once more. Not at all moved of scared, she lifted a mocking brow and jeered. "Go to hell, Captain!"

Copyright© 2020. All rights reserved. She sat on her bed thinking how on earth is she to get married at the tender age of sixteen. Not marrying any ordinary person, but the youngest prince. He is also just nineteen years old and to her, he is still a young boy growing just like she is. Poignant you might say? She thought at that age, she will be thinking about which university to choose amongst all the universities in the country but no. She is now going to start thinking about what to cook before her husband gets home and how to dress for the day as a Royal. Jumbled right? That is not half the story. She got divorced a day after their marriage the reason known to her clearly but she refuse to take fault. Brutal in your mind isn't it? No, the fact that she needs to work in the same palace she's left as a married woman to get something in her stomach is the trouble. How can she cope working in her ex-husband's Chamber? She also didn't know that the position she started working hard for would be taken away from her just like that in a blink of an eye. He got everything he's wanted and more. That is when she thought about stepping up in her game. He should know who he is dealing with and she is no more young, she is a woman now.

Copyright© 2018. All rights reserved. [#1 in Malik/Othman series] [can be read separately] My name is Kydah Malik, I know my name sounds so beautiful to your ears but my life isn't how it looks. It was such a hurdle getting into an arranged marriage not knowing it was the only man she's ever loved her whole life. Then that cliché part when the female members of his family are all in love with my handsome husband, it was stressing seeing those glares. Another much massive problem is my mother in-law totally yawing her back against me when I couldn't give birth after my daughter died, as if I give myself those. It became really hard living with him, join my ride and find out how I took care of everything, it wasn't easy... No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.