Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. It wasn't how she could never seem to pronounce his name, "Qasim," correctly, always calling him "Kasim" since she was young. Nor was it her innocence, which seemed to follow her everywhere, highlighted by her delicate Fulani features that could be recognized from miles away. It was her, entirely. Her very existence was the axis upon which Amir Qasim's life revolved. But when that axis was removed, his world was thrown into chaos. Being born the eldest child of the Sultan wasn't his choice, nor was becoming the next Sultan, burdened with immense responsibilities. Yet he accepted it, carrying those duties he so deeply resented. Becoming the next Sultan's wife wasn't her choice either, nor was becoming the eldest Princess of the Kubi Caliphate. So why was she forced to bear the brunt of the grudge he harbored within? Why did she have to endure the short end of the stick? From the moment she stepped into the world of royalty, she knew the path would be hard-fought. But she wasn't willing to lose. Why should she? She harbors the same hatred towards him. However, there is a saying, "The more you hate, the more you love." By Ferdeausee.

A MUSLIM LOVE STORY In the midst of chaos and uncertainty, Batoul, a dedicated Intern doctor, and Bashir, a courageous soldier, find themselves drawn together by an undeniable connection. As they navigate the challenges of their respective worlds, their love story unfolds with all its twists and turns. Batoul's compassion and Bashir's unwavering devotion create a bond that transcends the boundaries of duty and brings healing to their wounded hearts. Join doctor Batoul and Major Bashir on their journey of sacrifice, resilience, and the power of love.

asiya and Ibrahim fall in love back in secondary school circumstances forced them to separate. 5years later asiya is now a mother of 1 and wife of an abusive business tycoon who is a heavy drinker, a womaniser, as chaos engulfs her life she cross path with Ibrahim who still loves her with the core of his being. read as their story unfolds. #lovestory #hausaenglish #epiclove #youngsdults

THIS BOOK IS NOW A PREVIEW It wasn't the color of his eyes, or how they were hooded and look almost half asleep, everything took on life as long as she stared into his eyes. It was what she saw in them, what he made her see, how he looked at her, there was not a single stare of his that hadn't plunged her more in love with him, with his eyes he made her feel loved, he reprimanded her with them and he made her toes curl under her feet. All the deep, dark twisted side of him became opened to her, through his eyes, at his expressive best, or when they shifted to conceal a pain that he was sure revealing that would cause her pain. His Hazels. *** If Being Bilaal's wife came with a price, it was a tag worth every cent, every pain and sacrifice she'd made all her life..