All my life, I've been stuck in the Military, serving in the army and making sure justice is served. I've met many men there, but never in my life did I imagine I would meet someone as rude and arrogant as prince Haidar Jega! A man who I was given to by the army to be his bodyguard. Indeed, being his bodyguard came with qualms and heartache. I never expected myself, a dangerous female bodyguard to fall in love with a man like Haidar Jega. But, is the love worth chasing? Is it worth bringing back the treacherous happenings of my past?

Minal never planned to be caught between two men especially not Khalil, the one who once broke her heart, and Abdulrahim, the man who's been her steady support. Now Khalil is back, determined to fight for her despite being pushed toward a marriage he doesn't want. Abdulrahim, calm but confident, believes actions speak louder than words and he's been there for Minal when it mattered most. As family pressure mounts, emotions collide, and loyalties are tested, Minal must face the truth: love isn't just about who you care for... it's about who's truly willing to fight for you. Two hearts. One choice. And a future that could change everything.

Afeeyah was never supposed to be his wife. She was his sister. The little girl who used to steal his hoodies, hide behind his legs, and fall asleep on his shoulder during long car rides. Afdal loved her - always. But not this way. He loved her in every unseen, unspoken, unreturnable way a boy could love the girl raised beside him. Then life twisted. Destiny flipped the script. And suddenly, the girl who once called him brother... became the woman tied to him by nikkah. But love doesn't follow logic. And hearts don't obey timelines. Now Afeeyah must learn to live with a man she still sees through the lens of childhood... While Afdal fights to unbury a love he buried long ago. This isn't a fairy tale. This is faith, family, and a marriage born from chaos. Not My Choice, Still My Nikkah - where hearts collide, lines blur, and the real question isn't why... but what now? --- > © Khulsum Saleem. All Rights Reserved. Wattpad Edition | 2025 This isn't the marriage she wanted. But maybe... it's the love she needed.

Muhammad thought of Madeenah as a child, younger than his baby sister, although way more mature. She seemed to have created a bond with his daughter and that was all that came to his mind about her. Not her smooth caramel skin, or her captivating light brown eyes and neither did her sweet voice do it for him. Madeenah thought of Ya Muhammad as an arrogant and stoic person but a really good father. In truth she was terrified of him. She hated the way he would look at her, as though she was less important than him. She hated the way he never spoke unless he needed to. She hated the way his voice washed over her, making her shiver. She hated his height and how it made him tower over her small frame. She hated him but she just couldn't stop thinking about him. So what happens when the two end up being brought together by an unusual arrangement . He's older, she's younger. He has a daughter and she has barely begun life. Will he let go of the past and try to find happiness or will he drag her down with him? --------------------------------------- "Let's get married." He says with such a straight face that I feel stupid as I chuckle. "What did you just say?" I ask in disbelief. "You heard me Madeenah." He says in a gravelly tone. "Why would you want to marry me?" I shake my head. "You don't like me." "I like you well enough to be married to you." His broad shoulders shrug in his familiar black suit. What is going on with him? And what have I gotten myself into?

Anisa and Anaya are cousins raised under the same roof, but they couldn't be more different. Anaya is calm, smart, and loved by everyone around her, while Anisa carries envy in her heart, always comparing herself to her sister. The rivalry grows deeper as they get older, and Anisa's bitterness turns into betrayal when she sees a chance to take away the one person Anaya loves most her fiancé.

NOTE: THIS BOOK IS JUST A PREVIEW. An announcement would be made when the complete book becomes available. Hauwa'u Jiddarh is an ambitious, hardworking young lady with a fierce attitude. She's ready to fight for what she believes to be right even if the whole world were to be against her. Her life took a turn for the worst when her hero turned into a villain. Suddenly, she found herself saddled with responsibilities that came without a manual. She had to improvise, after all, giving up was not an option, not when the lives of the people she cared the most for were at stake. Jiddarh built so many walls to protect herself from more emotional scars after being hurt by the one person she thought would protect her for the rest of her life. With no other alternative, she had to be strong. But even the strongest women get tired, because of all they carry. She's strong, but she's exhausted. Will someone finally break down those walls? ******* Copyright © 2020 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.

•••• Meet ~ Imani Aliyu Bakari - the governor's daughter, Oxford-trained lawyer, strikingly beautiful, Kanuri, kind at heart but spoiled by privilege. She was destined for the perfect match: Abdullah Shatima, the senator's son, a handsome, caring police officer every woman dreamed of. But fate was cruel. Instead of Abdullah, she finds herself bound to his twin - Muhammad Shatima. A Major General at thirty-five, deadly handsome yet cold as steel, strict to the bone and unwilling to bend. To him, Imani is nothing more than a pampered brat. To her, he is an unyielding wall of discipline and disdain. Now she stands caught between the man she was meant to love... and the man she must learn to live with. A spoiled bride. A hardened soldier. A bond neither chose. Will it destroy them... or awaken a love neither expected? Well there's only one way to find out..

Love had hurt Zarah once, and she swore she'd never let it happen again. But some hearts have a way of finding you, even when you're running. How do you choose peace when love knocks on your door?

A girl going through emotional breakdown signs up for a controversial new therapy that implants carefully selected nappy memories to help people heal. But then, what begins as solace becomes obsession. The memory she received was never meant to feel so real and linger. Now she's fallen for someone she's never met, but known deeply and she's familiar with part of him. As the line between reality and memory begins to blur, she sets out to find the man from her borrowed past. With the hope of maybe, Just maybe he'll also reciprocate her feelings. and uncover the mystery behind the girl who once loved him and why she abandoned the memory. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Meet ***Hibba Ahmad Gidado*** a 23year old who grew up emotionally neglected and burdened by family secret. A girl who worked hard to be where she's today. Hibba is modest, introverted, very well mannered, caramel skinned, 5'8, strikingly beautiful with a calming demeanor and a quite majestic aura. Follow me as we dive into Hibba's story. A tale of a love that doesn't belong, and a girl that's caught between healing and heartbreak. © 2025 Fatimah Muhammad Tajuddeeen. All Right Reserved.

Yasmeen never imagined her father would marry her off to Khaleel-a man she barely knows, a stranger with sharp eyes and a softer side he hides from the world. Their marriage starts with silence, cold stares, and unanswered texts... but fate keeps pulling them closer. Between stolen glances, unspoken words, and late-night drives, Yasmeen slowly learns that falling for her husband might be the sweetest kind of danger. But she isn't alone in this story. Her best friend Intisar carries scars of her own, and Ya Amar-the quiet observer-might just be the one to heal them. ✨ Secrets. Silent wars. Slow-burn tension. When duty collides with desire, will love be enough to save them all?