Copyright © 2025-2026. All rights reserved. Muhammad Tahir Zo-ro "M'Zo-ro" is a billionaire's son with too much education and not enough to do- a celebrity face used to distract the public.To Amrah Saleh Imam, he was the mystery she couldn't stop watching. She was curious. She was drawn in. Then, she heard the one thing she wasn't supposed to. Now Amrah knows the truth: the charm is a weapon, the fame is a mask, and M'Zo-ro is a cold-blooded Agent who destroys lives for a living. She knows his secret identity. She knows he's a predator. And she hates him for it. The problem? M'Zo-ro wants her. He didn't just stumble into her life; he orchestrated his way into it. But as the missions get darker and the secrets deeper, the line between burning hatred and dangerous obsession starts to blur. In a world of hidden wealth and frozen accounts, the most lethal mission isn't M'Zo-ro's next target. It's the woman who knows his secret and the man who will do anything to keep her.

. . . . . The man took her to a small office downstairs. It seemed he was the owner of the hotel, given how well he knew his way around. She sobbed quietly, her sister's betrayal hurting more than Halima's beating. Today, she had to find out that her sister had no heart. "Take this," the mysterious man passed her an ice pack. "Use it on the swelling." She took it from him. "Thanks." The man studied her. She looked so young. What was a young lady like her doing in a hotel while her mates were in school? The man wondered. Women of today have no shame at all. "What were you thinking?" he asked. "Excuse me?" she asked, cocking a brow. "What were you thinking when you followed that man to the hotel? Don't you have any shame?" "Stop it. Stop talking as if you know the whole truth. You don't even know half of the story, but you're already judging," she said. He cackled. "Oh, really? What I witnessed is enough for me. You sell your body for money. It's as simple as that." "Shut up!" "The truth hurts, right? Next time, you should think before repeating the same mistake." "Please shut up!! Please," she broke into tears. It hurts a lot. Now she's the prostitute. People will laugh at her if they come to watch the videos some people took. "Okay," he raised his hands up in surrender. "I want to go home," she stood up. "I can send my driver to drop you if you want." "No, thank you. Wouldn't want part two to repeat itself," she said sarcastically. "Thanks for the ice, anyway." A story about two sisters fighting for their rights. A secret they've sworn to keep from the world. One of these sisters has to take the blame for the other sister's wrongdoing, and there's no way this innocent sister can speak the truth. No one would believe her, except one man.

"So what are you doing in our house dingy girl?" He asked her coldly. "It's none of your business and please stop calling me dingy girl" She replied not meeting his gaze. "If I didn't stop calling you what can a low-class person like you do?" He asked glaring at her. "Simple I'll start calling you rich brat or dingy boy it is," She said faking thinking. "I dare you to call me that" He angrily said. "Dingy boy" She nonchalantly said without an ounce of fear for him. "Youuuuu" He barked as he matched towards her but-- ***** Follow the love story of Fatima Muhammad Abubakar popularly known as Fadimatuu and Ibraheem Khaleel Siddiqui who hated each other at first sight. So what happened when they were made to marry each other, could their hate triumph or would love conquer?

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?

#1 in duties on wattpad 💃. MOE series. Did you enjoy 1? Well here is 2! Way better and even more experienced. Umaima's story with the emir of Kano, Abdallah Turaki. COPYRIGHT @2026 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. zuzulovesto_write. No part of this story is copied, everything is fictional and any resemblance is coincidential.

He was her calm. She was his storm. But storm doesn't only destroy, they also force rain. And rain? It makes things grow.

Fathia never planned to become a mother at twenty-two. When her sister Khadijah loses her husband, grief swallows her whole. And when Khadijah takes her own life months later, she leaves behind an eight-month-old son-and a note that changes everything. Hammad is left in Fathia's care, along with the weight of guilt, love, and a responsibility she cannot walk away from. At twenty-three, Fathia's world revolves around survival: raising a child that is not hers, living in a home that suffocates her, and carrying grief she was never allowed to fully express. Love is the last thing on her mind. Healing feels impossible. Yusuf Nazeer has always watched from a distance. The older brother of her best friend, a respected doctor eight years her senior, he has had a quiet soft spot for Fathia long before tragedy bound their lives together. Controlled, protective, and deeply reserved, Yusuf believes in duty more than desire-and when family decides their paths, marriage becomes inevitable. One year after loss rewrites everything, Fathia and Yusuf are brought together by tradition, expectation, and a child at the center of it all. What begins as obligation slowly turns into something neither of them planned. This is a story of grief and healing, motherhood born from loss, and a love that grows not from passion-but from patience, protection, and learning how to stay.

Maryam never imagined returning home from school abroad would mean facing her family's royal expectations. In the palace of Zazzau, tradition rules, hearts are tested, and nothing is as simple as it seems. And then there's Amir the prince she's meant to resist, but can't ignore. Enemies, cousins, royalty, and destiny collide in a story of love, duty, and secrets.

Ameera Manga would rather analyze emotions than fall helplessly into them. Warm, magnetic, and effortlessly adored, she lights up every room she enters. Her future is neatly planned, until her final year throws her into chaos with someone she never expected. Zayyan Dikko is her opposite: controlled, precise, and private. Life to him is strategy. His career is on track, his reputation flawless, and his American girlfriend is expecting a proposal. But their parents have a different vision. They insist Ameera and Zayyan get to know each other. Neither wants the arrangement. Both love someone else. So they make a deal: Pretend to fall. Convince everyone. Then walk away beautifully. Simple. Logical. Risk-free. Until the lines blur. Until emotions shift. Until the act stops feeling like an act. Now the question is: What happens when pretending becomes the truth... and walking away becomes the hardest part?

Amal never meant to fall for the wrong brother. She never meant for heartbreak to push her into the arms of the only man who truly saw her - the only man who understood the pieces of her everyone else overlooked. Aarif wasn't supposed to look at her that way. Not when she once belonged to his brother. Not when loving her meant tearing his family apart. But he looked anyway. He fell anyway. He loved her anyway. And now he's willing to risk everything - family, reputation, pride - for the girl the world believes is perfect... the girl only he knows is quietly breaking. In a world where loyalty is tested, secrets refuse to stay buried, and love comes with consequences, Amal must decide whether healing means walking away from the past... or risking everything for a future she never saw coming. Because sometimes the greatest betrayal... is falling in love with the one person you were never meant to choose.