In a world where love doesn't come softly and healing isn't always gentle, Velvet Hearts follows the emotional journey of Hafsat,a young woman battling the silent storms of PCOS while trying to hold on to her identity, her strength, and her heart. When a quiet man like Abdallah walks into her life, walls begin to shake. But nothing is simple,not their connection, not her struggles. Between piercing words, misunderstood intentions, longing glances, and the battle to be enough, Hafsat must choose whether love is worth the vulnerability. A story of scars,some seen, most hidden. A tale of love that tests patience, friendship that heals, and pain that refines. Velvet Hearts is not just romance. It's the raw, real, and rare kind of love... stitched with velvet, but edged with thorns.

In "Hayaa in His Eyes," Sheikh Yusuf stands as a pillar of wealth and wisdom, a prince respected for his teachings and business acumen. His life takes an unexpected turn when he falls for Manar, a spirited woman who embodies everything he's not supposed to desire. Their worlds clash, leading to a marriage that feels more like a transaction than a union. Manar is far from enamored with her new husband. She resists his charms and the expectations that come with being married to a man of his stature. Yet, Yusuf is determined. He pours his heart into winning her affection, navigating the delicate balance of faith and love. As he opens up to her about his beliefs, he hopes to bridge the gap between them. Will Manar find a way to see beyond her initial disdain? Can love blossom in the unlikeliest of circumstances? This tale explores the complexities of love, faith, and the transformative power of understanding.

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?

THE FIRSTS SERIES BOOK 1 They taught her that silence was strength. That obedience was worship. . Asmau never asked for a love story. Growing up between cultures, between heartbreak and healing, she learned early that silence is survival-and trust is dangerous. Now, years later, she's told this is God's will. To marry. To surrender. To begin again. But how do you give your soul to someone when pieces of it were stolen long ago? And then there's Marwan. A man who doesn't chase, doesn't press, doesn't pretend. A man whose presence feels like stillness after a storm. Quiet. Watching. Knowing. A man with eyes that see too much and hands that never reach for what isn't his. In a world where shame speaks louder than truth, Asmau must decide: Will she live quietly to please them? Or finally choose her own voice? This is a story about quiet faith. About healing, not all at once-but in the hush between prayers. About choosing yourself... even when your voice shakes. A tender story about girlhood, grief, and the quiet rebellion of choosing yourself.

Money... fame, luxury. She never desired any of these. She wasn't the materialistic type. But what could she do when she was married to a captain? In a world obsessed with money, fame, and luxury, Fatima stood apart. She never cared for material things and found joy in the simple things in life. But destiny had other plans when she married a captain. Copyright © 2023. All Rights Reserved.

"It was supposed to be a contract.... But contracts don't set hearts on fire." Nora Hadid's life has always been shadowed by one thing-her deep resentment toward her mother. No one knows the full story, and Nora isn't about to tell. All she knows is that the past has left scars she can't shake. Ayman comes from a world completely different from hers-wealth, rules, and traditions that have shaped him into someone who follows duty over desire. But behind the polished surface, he's trapped under the weight of family expectations he never wanted. When an unexpected twist of fate throws them together, a single contract and one signature bind them to each other in ways neither could have imagined. What starts as an arrangement quickly becomes a tangled web of unspoken truths, dangerous secrets, and emotions they can't explain. As they navigate a path filled with hidden motives, family drama, and a growing attraction they can't ignore, one question looms over them-will this forced alliance be the key to breaking free from the lives they never chose, or will it pull them even deeper into a mess they can't escape? In a world where trust is fragile and nothing is as it seems, Nora and Ayman are about to learn that sometimes, the answers we're searching for hide in the most unlikely places... and with the most unexpected people.

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Anger, pure anger and fear sipped through her veins threatening to burst out. She struggled vehemently to release her hand, but that only made him tighten his hand around her twisted arm. She cried out of pain but that only seemed to impress him. He smirked and said, "Mm, so fiesty?" He glared at her and pushed her against the wall. "You are evil Abdullah!" She almost shouted. Beads of sweat formed on her silk skin. Why was he making her life a living hell in her matrimonial home? She was supposed to live a happy life with her so-called husband, but instead, he is bullying her. "Just tell me, why?" She gazed at him confused wondering what he meant by that. "Why what?" She cried "Heh" he chuckled, "don't play dumb with me Kulthum. Just tell me why you chose him over me? What am I lacking? Huh? Tell me!" He shouted pushing her more against the wall. "Because you are evil! I never loved you in the first place, you are nothing worth loving" she spat as tears flowed down her beautiful face. As soon as he heard that, his face stoned up while his jaw clenched and his eyes became bloodshot. Such a sight she had never seen since she was married to him. "If I can hate you, why can't you, Abdullah?! I am so tired of this relationship, I can't do it anymore just let me go" With a dejected heart, he released her hand and whispered dangerously close to her ear, "If I can't have you, then no one will" He stumped off angrily while she slumped to the ground releasing a heavy sigh of defeat as tears rolled down her cheek. Since the day she got married to him, there had never been a day where she laughed for at least two minutes. All she knew at that very moment was that she was doomed! *completed but currently under editing*

Anila is an introvert who finds solace in the soft rustle of pages and the gentle hum of nature. Her world is a quiet one-built from the scent of old books, the shade of neem trees, and the calm after rain. She believes true love is something that belonged in dreams and fiction, a devotion no man of this generation could possibly match. Arman is the opposite in the eyes of the world-one of most respected architects, a man whose quiet demeanor and sharp presence make him both intimidating and untouchable. But with Anila, the armor falls away. Around her, he is no powerful figure-only a man hopelessly in love, willing to give her the kind of affection she thought only existed in history and dreams. They first crossed paths under the skies of Saudi Arabia, their meetings a strange dance of fate. On their last encounter, she gave him a riddle: "Find me in Nigeria, and my answer will be yes." he searches for her with nothing but her name and the weight of his dua.