Copyright©2021. All Rights Reserved. "You don't realize how much you want something until you dream of it every night" ~Rahma Turaki. »»-----　★　-----«« There's a thin line between revenge and justice. For the young Rabia, life had never been fair to her. However, she never sought a way out.That was, until an unfortunate event had her packing her belongings. Along with her best friend, Rahma, they left their village for what they hope was the best. But fate...fate had it's own plans. Never in a thousand years did the two girls imagined how their life will turn out to be once they left that village they grew up in. One ended up behind bars. The other's life got to changed, entirely. But that wasn't the end of the story. If anything...it was the beginning of it. »»-----　✼　-----«« R A B I A. R A H M A. By Ferdeausee_

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. It wasn't how she could never seem to pronounce his name, "Qasim," correctly, always calling him "Kasim" since she was young. Nor was it her innocence, which seemed to follow her everywhere, highlighted by her delicate Fulani features that could be recognized from miles away. It was her, entirely. Her very existence was the axis upon which Amir Qasim's life revolved. But when that axis was removed, his world was thrown into chaos. Being born the eldest child of the Sultan wasn't his choice, nor was becoming the next Sultan, burdened with immense responsibilities. Yet he accepted it, carrying those duties he so deeply resented. Becoming the next Sultan's wife wasn't her choice either, nor was becoming the eldest Princess of the Kubi Caliphate. So why was she forced to bear the brunt of the grudge he harbored within? Why did she have to endure the short end of the stick? From the moment she stepped into the world of royalty, she knew the path would be hard-fought. But she wasn't willing to lose. Why should she? She harbors the same hatred towards him. However, there is a saying, "The more you hate, the more you love." By Ferdeausee.

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. In the world of feelings, they say the heart is a bit unpredictable, fluttering unexpectedly and swaying in moments when the mind can't keep up. Sa'adatu likes sticking to her routine, finding comfort in the usual. Change isn't her thing; she's happy with the way things are. But suddenly, a surprising shift comes knocking-a tough task that seems impossible to win. In this whimsical tale, Adnan Bayero shows up as a spark of hope, but Sa'adatu is unsure. After living in an illusion for too long, the reality she sees now is not what she imagined. Life, akin to the heart's capricious dance, unfolds with surprises. The avoidance of the unexpected might just be the resonating crescendo, orchestrating the whimsical ballet of the heart. By Ferdeausee_