Sultanah is a 21 year old girl from a wealthy northern Nigerian Family studying Petroleum Engineering. She is smart, pretty, badass, proud and does things her way. She lives life on her own terms and does the complete opposite of what she is told to do. Khalifah is a 28. He is a celebrity Architect from a wealthy family known for being a player. He is handsome, Egoistic, Proud and Charismatic. He does stuff how he wants and when he wants. At first sight, they despise each other But when both of their behaviours get out of hand, the 2 close familes decide on arranged marriage between the 2. None of them are happy about it. Will they cope and accept their fates?

For five years, twenty-three-year-old Khadija lived in a sanctuary of her own making. Far away from her father's sprawling mansion and the toxic shadow of her stepmother and stepsisters, she built a life filled with light, peace, and a thriving perfume business. She thought she had permanently escaped the golden cages of old money. But when her powerful father (or so people think) snaps his fingers and demands her return, Khadija is forced to make a devastating choice: step back into the lion's den, or watch her mother break under the family pressure. Choosing her mother, Khadija walks back through the heavy black gates of her childhood nightmare. But she isn't the quiet, compliant eighteen-year-old they remember. Armed with a cold resolve, Khadija plans to survive the hostile glares of her stepsisters and whatever calculated "plans" her stepmother has waiting for her. What she didn't plan for, however, was Hammad Aali. Hammad Aali, relentlessly charming, permanently calm, modern businessman and a man whose family is constantly pushing a parade of elite cousins and high-society women into his line of sight. From desperate socialites to Khadija's own step-sister, who will do absolutely anything to claim his name, Hammad is a prize to be won. But he has zero interest in being trapped. Untill he met Khadija. Sharp-tongued, fierce, and utterly unimpressed by his status, she is the one woman who has the audacity to ghost him. For a man used to women falling at his feet, her silence is a reckoning, a challenge he cannot seem to walk away from.

They were only supposed to be acting, it should all have been pretense, so how dare she fall in love. Falling in love wasn't part of the agreement, but she wasn't really put in a position to go against her heart, not with the way his eyes looked at her as if he could see through her like glass, definitely not with the way his touch set her body ablaze. he could never be her's even though she was already his, and she was ready to let go and forget about him forever but fate had other things in store for both of them *** A few more years and he would be a free man right, no more of this bondage called marriage? but why didn't the thought make him happy anymore. Why was he always thinking of that Godamn woman he pretends to be married to, why did her smile make him weak?

NOW AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK! This story follows the lives of two prestigious Northern families-one that earned its place, and one that can't afford to lose it. Salma Babajo-skillfully veiled, conflicted, and fiercely proud-has always idolized her father. But he lives by one rule: if you burn the midnight oil to secure something, you hold onto it by hook or by crook. Salma wears her last name like a badge, oblivious to the cracks beneath; until the secrets start to surface. Kabir Yabo is everything Salma is not-reserved, steady, and willing to bend to societal expectations. He tiptoes through life, careful not to step out of line. They have nothing in common... except for a fate neither of them sees coming. But what happens when the perfect son collides with the girl who plays by her own rules? And when what's expected threatens to overpower what's real? Will they fight to protect the illusion they were raised to uphold-or risk everything for a love that was never part of the plan?

Some know her as Aisha the troublemaker, the girl whose laughter dances a little too freely, the light that seems to chase shadows from every room she enters. But he sees something different... a side the world will never notice, a quiet storm behind her smile, a fire that burns just for him. To him, she is no one else, no mask, no pretense she is only one thing: his Ayla -Book Two of The Shettima Series- Out Now ✨

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."

Aleeyeh set the tray down gently, careful not to let the cups clink. She had learned these small precautions-how to exist softly around him, how not to disturb the silence he lived in. Salman didn't look up. She stood there for a moment, fingers twisting into the edge of her sleeve. "I made it the way you like," she said softly. "Less sugar." That was when he spoke. "Aleeyeh." Her name sounded heavy on his tongue, like something he had avoided saying for too long. She looked up, hope rising before she could stop it. "You don't have to do this anymore," he said, finally meeting her eyes. His voice wasn't angry. That almost hurt more. "The effort. The trying." Her lips parted, but no words came. "I see it," he continued, measured, distant. "And I don't want it." A pause. Then, quieter-crueler in its honesty. "I will never love you." The room felt smaller. "I understand," she whispered, though her chest burned with the lie. As she turned away, Salman added, almost like a warning, "Stop waiting for me to change. You'll only hurt yourself." She walked out without another word, carrying her dignity like a fragile glass-unbroken, but trembling. ........ Aleeyeh was promised a marriage before she was old enough to understand what love meant. Salman was twenty-five when that promise was made-already in love with another woman, already tied to a heart that was not meant to be his forever. When duty binds them together, Aleeyeh enters the marriage with hope, patience, and quiet prayers. Salman enters it with silence. No love. No warmth. Only respect and distance. Living beside a husband who does not see her, Aleeyeh learns how lonely marriage can be. Ink of a Broken Vow is a story of patience, past love, and the quiet strength it takes to heal a heart bound by promises made too soon.

She was never meant to be his. He never wanted to feel anything. Sarah's world crumbles the moment she's sold off like property - forced into marriage with a man as distant as he is dangerous: Khalifa Modibbo, known for his silence, power, and the darkness behind his eyes. He doesn't smile. He doesn't touch her. He doesn't even pretend to care. But beneath his indifference lies a storm - quiet, controlled, and waiting to break. Their marriage begins in silence, with sharp edges and cold walls. No tenderness. No trust. Just two strangers bound by resentment and pride. But love doesn't always arrive with warmth. Sometimes it creeps in through stolen glances, bitter arguments, and the ache of two broken souls trying not to fall. As old wounds resurface and new trials threaten to tear them apart, Sarah and Khalifa must face the truth: They may have been forced together by fate - but what grows between them could either ruin them... or save them. Because the strongest loves aren't always gentle. Some are woven from pride, pain, and every thread they swore they'd never offer anyone.

Two marriages. Two betrayals. One woman who has had enough. At twenty, Dr. Balaraba Adams was a rising star in her clinicals, brilliant and full of hope. At thirty-two, she is a world-class trauma surgeon who can fix a shattered heart on the operating table-but cannot mend her own. Her first husband, Faisal, was a fellow doctor whose professional jealousy turned their home into a cage. Her second, Ibrahim, traded her for the "perfect" second-wife life and stole her twins in a bitter divorce. Now, Balaraba is a warrior in a white coat, fighting "career wahala," family drama, and a desperate courtroom battle for custody. She has sworn off men forever. But Rayyan Saif has been waiting in the shadows for twelve years. He saw her as a student and lost his chance. He saw her pregnant and walked away to respect her vows. Now, he finds her broken but defiant in a courtroom-and he isn't letting go again. Rayyan doesn't just want her heart; he wants to help her burn down the world that tried to break her. But can a woman who has been failed by every man she's ever loved trust the one who has been silently loving her from afar? A long, emotional slow-burn about resilience, high-stakes medical drama, and the man who finally stayed.

The story follows 24-year-old umar Faruq, who has just proposed to his longtime girlfriend, Balkis. Their future is shattered when Faruq's uncle and aunt die in a sudden accident, leaving behind their 7-year-old daughter,Noor khadija. Faruq discovered months prior that his uncle-a man of traditional and rigid beliefs-had legally "betrothed" khadija him to ensure she would never leave the family's protection. Now, faruq is not just khadija's guardian; in the eyes of their traditional community and his uncle's will, he is her future husband.