Qasim Umar Abbas found falling for his friend's younger sister embarrassing. Being hopelessly in love with her for six years? Plain pathetic. But Then again, love was never meant to be dignified. Not when it came to Aisha. *** #He falls first and she falls harder

Princess Nadeen Umar Farouq's life changes the moment she is forced into a royal marriage alliance with Prince Ayaan Muhammad Hafeez of Kano,a man she has never met. But behind the power, luxury, and traditions of the northern kingdoms lies a dangerous truth: Ayaan already has a wife. Beautiful, possessive, and determined to protect her place at all costs, Salma is not ready to share the man she loves. As duty clashes with love, jealousy turns deadly and palace walls begin to hide dangerous secrets, Nadeen is pulled into a royal world far darker than she ever imagined.

Sultanah Aliyu is sharp, fearless, and breathtakingly beautiful-a 19-year-old waitress trying to keep her family afloat. Her life is a constant struggle: a sick father, a troublesome mother, unpaid rent, and school fees for her two younger brothers. This job at a luxurious five-star restaurant is her lifeline, a chance to survive and provide for the people she loves. But one ordinary day turns everything upside down. In a fateful collision, Sultanah bumps into the restaurant's rare and mysterious visitor-Aziz Abubakar Goje, a 25-year-old business tycoon, owner of the empire she works under, and the very definition of arrogant, rude, and unforgiving. Orders spill, his expensive tailored suit is ruined, and a multi-million-dollar deal hangs by a thread. What starts as an apology quickly spirals into a battle of words as Sultanah refuses to bow, insulting him in return-a move that lights a fire of irritation and fury in Aziz. He promises to make her regret meeting him, but she laughs it off, unaware that his memory of their collision-and of her fearless gaze-won't let him rest. Days later, while Sultanah struggles with her crushing responsibilities, Aziz can't stop replaying their encounter, the defiance in her eyes haunting him more than he'd like to admit. Pride, anger, and stubbornness will clash as they navigate a battlefield of grudges, misunderstandings, and unspoken attraction. There is no love at first sight. Only hate... and the slow, inevitable pull that neither can ignore.

Five years ago, he asked her to marry him. She said no without a reason. Now, Tade Adebanjo, Lagos' most eligible billionaire and heir to Ades' Oil and Gas, returns home to find a new cook in his mansion. He never expected it to be her Anwana, the woman he once loved and the one who shattered his heart. She's no longer the shy girl from years ago. She's bolder, quieter... and hiding something. Tade is determined to find out what broke them-and why it still haunts them both. But as buried secrets resurface, so do old feelings neither of them is ready to face. And there's a little boy with eyes too familiar to ignore. 💔 A story of love, betrayal, healing, and second chances. 🍽️ Because sometimes, the heart remembers what the mind tries to forget.

September 11th September 11th was meant to be a birthday. A simple night celebration. A family gathering. Instead, it became the night that changed everything. Written by Hauwa Isah Galadima.

Anwar was already moving toward her. "Anwar... don't," she whispered. His hand reached for her veil. She screamed, the sound tearing from her throat as panic took over. "Keep quiet!" he shouted, his voice thunderous, shaking the room. She fought back, pushing at his chest, struggling with everything she had. Fear made her hands shake, but she didn't stop resisting. Her breaths came fast and broken as she tried to escape his grip. his father's call came through and puts it on speaker. "What is happening there?" his father demanded. "Who is screaming like that?" Anwar didn't hesitate. "It's my wife-to-be." Nayara opened her mouth to speak, to scream for help-but Anwar's voice cut her off. "Stay quiet," he warned sharply. On the line, his father's voice exploded, ordering him to stop whatever he was doing. Anwar ignored him. Instead, he picked up his phone again and dialed another number. It rang twice. "Nayara?" her father's tense voice came through. "Where are you? Why aren't you home?" She tried to answer. "She's with me," Anwar said instead. There was a pause. "Who are you?" her father asked. "Her husband-to-be." "What nonsense is this?" her father snapped. Anwar's voice turned cold. "I don't have time. My father is on the line. I want to marry Nayara immediately." Both men started shouting at once through the speaker. Anwar leaned closer to Nayara, lowering his voice so only she could hear. "Tell him." She shook her head, tears filling her eyes. He raised his voice again. "I want her as my wife. Decide now." His father roared through the phone, furious, ordering him to step back. Anwar didn't move. "I'd rather touch her as my wife," he said calmly into the phone, "than do something I won't take responsibility for. If you refuse this marriage, don't expect me to change my mind." Nayara let out a broken scream. Her father's voice cracked as he demanded, "What do you want?" Anwar answered without hesitation. "Marry her to me. Now."

⚠️ Author's Note: This story is a fictional medical romance. It does not strictly follow real-life medical training timelines or rotations. Some events (such as housemanship placements and progression) are adapted for storytelling purposes.

Hanan Kabir Kangiwa had it all-wealth, beauty, and the unshakable confidence of a spoiled princess who always got her way. Bossy, arrogant, and sharp-tongued, she ruled her world with disdain for anyone beneath her. And no one felt the sting of her cruelty more than her family's errand boy, Haseeb Muhammad Datti. Haseeb was everything she despised-quiet, humble, and infuriatingly beautiful. His extraordinary looks earned him mockery instead of admiration from Hanan, who found every opportunity to disgrace him. But behind his calm eyes hid a past more regal than she could ever imagine. For Haseeb was no ordinary servant. He was the exiled prince of the powerful Agadas Emirate, cast out after a web of lies spun by his own cousin destroyed his name. Accused of a crime he never committed, abandoned by those who should have defended him, he bore his pain in silence-until fate bound him to Hanan. What begins as hatred slowly unravels into obsession, and Hanan finds herself falling helplessly for the very man she once humiliated. But when secrets of his royal blood and the betrayal that shattered his life are revealed, their worlds collide in a storm of passion, pride, and redemption. Will Hanan's love be strong enough to heal his wounds? Or will the past rip them apart before she can finally claim him as hers? An intoxicating tale of arrogance, humility, forbidden love, and the sweet ache of destiny.

Hayatudeen was promised to a baby girl at birth. Years later, he married the woman he actually loved: the brilliant Salma. Their life was complete until family tradition came to collect its debt.