"The groom is finally here." Khalid's eyes moved to them slowly. Cold. Sharp. "Get out." They hesitated, unsure they heard him right. "I said get the fuck out of my house!" The anger in his voice left no room for argument. Both girls flinched, fear flashing across their faces. Without another word, they rushed past him, nearly tripping over their steps as they fled the room. The door closed behind them. Silence returned - thick and unbearable. Khalid stood there for a moment, just watching her. Ayesha's shoulders shook. Her hands trembled in her lap. She felt his gaze on her like weight pressing her down. Slowly, she tried to stand, her legs weak beneath her. She couldn't breathe properly. She just wanted to leave. Anywhere. Anywhere but here. She took a step toward the door. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice stopped her cold. She swallowed hard, her throat tight, her voice barely a whisper as she answered, "O-out..." Khalid let out a short, humorless laugh. "Aren't you my bride?" he said. "It's our wedding night. Our first night." His tone turned dark. "We should celebrate." Before she could react, he reached out, pulling away her veil. The world tilted. Panic rushed through her veins as he pushed her back onto the bed. "No," she shook her head desperately, tears spilling faster now. "I don't want this. Please-" Her words fell apart on her tongue. He wasn't listening. Hovering above her, his presence felt overwhelming, crushing. The ceiling blurred through her tears. Her hands clenched the sheets, her body stiff with fear. Then something inside her broke. This was her reality now. This was her life. He was her husband. Slowly, she stopped struggling. Her eyes closed tightly, lashes wet, tears escaping anyway. Her lips trembled as she whispered the only words she could find, her voice small, broken, and defeated. "Please... be gentle." a marriage of force. tortured love. love after marriage.

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 marriage. 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. This isn't the marriage she wanted. But maybe... it's the love she needed. 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

I smiled, pretending not to hear. The cameras were flashing outside, my phone was buzzing with TikTok & instagram mentions, and my husband-to-be was waiting forty-three, elegant, rich, and mine. Khadija (Ameera) A 23 year old Model and social media influencer who unexpectedly marries a 43-year-old billionaire.The world assumes she's after his money but she knows the truth: she fell for his maturity, calmness, and the way he made her feel safe. Her wedding becomes the city's hot topic "Instagram-perfect, lefe goals, scandal-level rich." But behind the glamour are whispers, jealousy, secrets, and a man who might not be as unshakable as he seems. © Khulsum Saleem. All Rights Reserved. Wattpad Edition | 2025

UNDERGOING EDITING!! SEQUEL TO THE SIGHT SERIES Imran had to witness his mother being on organ support his whole life. And he had to witness her heart being donated to his cousin once his mother died. His cousin, Zahra, was suffering from a severe heart disease and needed transplant So when his mother died, her heart was transferred into Zahra's body. Years later, khalil decided to join them in a marriage because of the connection Zahra has with them all. While khalil sees his wife in Zahra, Imran sees Zahra as the complete opposite of that. To him, she snatched his mother's heart, she could never replace his mother. Book cover source-pinterest Ranks #1-Imran -6th march 2025 #1-Ronmance-6th march 2025 #1-Nigeria-19th May 2025

NOT A HALAL LOVE STORY!!! By twenty-two, Zainab Bello had perfected the art of disliking men without apology. Not quietly. Not politely. Loudly, deliberately, and with enough reasons to justify it. Men talked too much when they knew too little. They took space like it was owed to them. They listened only when it suited them. And if there was one thing Zainab was certain of, it was this: any room that required her to shrink for a man was not a room she intended to stay in. So when the white Benz scratched her car and sped off without an apology that morning, she didn't see an accident. She saw proof. NOT A HALAL LOVE STORY!!! Updates every Sunday.

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Copyright ©️ 2025. All Rights Reserved. Safeena Magaji never dreamed of more. A steady job to support her family and keep her daughter smiling - that was enough. She knew better than to hope for anything beyond survival. Working at the Garo Mansion drained her with every passing day. Serving a matriarch obsessed with appearances, answering to a boss who despised her, and working alongside people who barely tolerated her. She lived by two simple rules: 
Keep her head down. Stay invisible. Then he returned. 
Abdulhafeez Habeeb Garo - the prodigal son, the new MD of Garo Enterprises.
The man who made the air shift the moment he walked into a room. From the very first glance, Safeena set her third rule in stone - stay far, far away from him. But keeping her distance? That proved impossible. 
His eyes followed her when they shouldn't.
His words hit harder than they should. 
And when he made her an offer she couldn't refuse... 
Safeena's carefully guarded life began to unravel - marked by the shadows and silent imprints of the one man she'd sworn to avoid. By Ferdeausee_

Shege Pro Max Imara Ali Saif beautiful, spoiled, and fiercely stubborn lives life on her own terms. With wealthy parents who never say "no," she believes the world revolves around her. Work? Not her thing. Respect? Only for those who earn it and that's not many. Then comes Imran Zahradeen Yusuf the unapologetically rude, nonchalant mechanic with zero patience for entitled brats. He's rough around the edges, driven by pride, and could care less about Imara's flashy lifestyle. When fate decides to tie their worlds together in the most unexpected way marriage chaos becomes the order of the day. Two stubborn souls. Two fiery tempers. One marriage that feels more like a battlefield. Now, it's not love at first sight it's Shege Pro Max. They swear to make each other's lives miserable... but could this war of pride ignite something deeper?