Multiple lapses in judgement lead Fatima into an arranged marriage. But the young girl uses it as an opportunity to find herself and develop meaningful relationships. ~~ I hated who I was, who I am, who I'm becoming. A reflection of your failure, living proof of how unyielding a broken heart could be. Why did you do this to me? - *CAN BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE*

~•~•~• The Senior Year series : Who Killed the Principal? The Principal of Willow Heights Academy is found dead in his office on a rainy Sunday night. Detective Okoye, who is in charge of the case, is thrown into a maze as he tries to unravel the mystery behind the murder. But when evidence points at the possibility of a student being the killer, Okoye begins to wonder who among the rich, snobbish senior students of Willow Heights would kill the principal.

••UNEDITED•• A NIGERIAN BOOK Sylvia Okonkwo thought she's got everything good going for her. But the tables are turned around when she gets involved with the wrong person. Wrong decisions are made which pushes her into a world of crime in order to feed and survive with one aim in her mind TO GET REVENGE. But would all her plans work out or would it backfire on her........ You never can tell. Cover made by~~dugo_reyn

[𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍 ] 𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍 "I am so tired of pretending, where is my happy ending " That had always been the battle cry of jessa Olamipo Chloe Babaijide When Jessa's mother was jilted by their father just before the birth of her twins leaving her with just the house they had lived in. It was a tough and unpredictable roller coaster that was sure to leave one scared for life. Well that's until a cause was proclaimed on the family that stole her twins from her on the day of their birth. Will the causes be fulfill at the appointed time? Will the twins eventually locate their mother? Will she be sane enough to look after her twins? Will everything returns back to normal? What happens when the twins father returns? With questions like this left unanswered you know you dont want to be Left hanging, find out on A twin with a difference. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 27, 2020 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 : 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 12, 2020 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 27, 2022

A lighthearted read. They're forced into an arranged marriage by their parents. Akram, a guy with a troubled past will have to learn to love Amira, a girl without a single problem in the world. Easy right? Throw money, crazy friends and jealous ex's into mix and you've got..... - *CAN BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE*

Copyright© 2022. All rights reserved. October 10th. She once believed it was the finest day of the year. How innocent she was. Now, burdened by countless harrowing memories, she longs to rewrite them. That day continued to haunt her for many years. No, forgiveness is not an option. She vows to avenge her child's murder, rising in power to dismantle the aristocratic family guarding dark secrets within their pristine mansion walls. No longer naive or ignorant, this woman breathes vengeance. Her eyes conceal a thirst for retribution and bloodshed. She's set on dethroning those modern pharaohs. The flicker of life dims in the presence of her pain and sorrow. Eyes filled with anguish, shrouded in raw pain from her trials and tribulations, she's now ready to fight for the one thing everyone warned her against-justice against the government itself.

Copyright © 2022. All Rights Reserved. Aisha Nasir doesn't want much in life. She has loving parents, a dream job, and the most supportive--yet overly dramatic best friend. Not to mention, family members that do not understand the concept of minding their business. At work, she's the perfect doctor. At home, she's the adoptive child her extended family detest. And in the middle of the night, she's trapped in nightmares from her past which she can't seem to escape. When they recieve a VIP guest at work, she fully intends to stay clear of his path. That seemed to backfire when a certain man in the name of Dr. Aslam Muhammad choose to appear in her life that very moment. By Ferdeausee_

Copyright©2022. All Rights Reserved. When esteemed journalist Zainab Shamaki published a new article targeting one of Maroudi's most influential figures, she never anticipated the dire consequences it would bring. Why? Because things had always fallen into place for her. This was the first time she faced adversity. Stripped of her livelihood and left to pick up the pieces of her shattered life, she believed that was the lowest point she could reach. Little did she know that the aftermath of that incident would entangle her in unfamiliar troubles. Enter a treacherous world of politics, where survival meant playing a dirty game of kill or be killed. Add in a dysfunctional family, indifferent to one another's plights, and an ex-lover who fueled her worries-her existence underwent a profound transformation. For better or worse? That remains uncertain. Through thick and thin? Quite possibly. In times of prosperity and hardship? Not such a terrible prospect. Until death do them part? Most certainly.

Sorrow. That's the only word Ejima was familiar with. She was the best warrior in the village. The wife of the greatest slinger in the world. Yet... Her pride has been cut Her place in her household has been capped because she couldn't bring forth an heir. Many believed that she was cursed by the gods. But the gods themselves needed her to do their bidding.

The story I will tell you now , you have never heard before,it is unlike the fables that your mother told you by the light of the Moon.It is untold to you, unknown to people who are not like me. It was told to me by my father, who was told by his own father. It is a story that has been passed from generations to generations, to explain why we are what we are, why we are treated like royalty and feared like the king of evil himself; èsú. At first I did not believe, it had sounded foreign to my ears, but now I do. Because I have seen the proof.Mother must not know that I am telling you this story, but I simply cannot hold it in. No one knows this, but I simply must tell you.I do not want to keep you in the dark. You are too dear to me. Enough beating around the bush, I can see you tapping your feet on the ground, and wiggling in your seat . Let us go back, Way back, To before any of our parents were born. Sit tight dear, We might take a while. For this is the story of a little girl , Who became great. And this is the story, Of the price that came with greatness.