Ongoing!!! Marriage Affairs is a spin-off set in the same universe as Zayn and Zarah, shifting focus to Fatima Zarah and Aqeel, a marriage that was never fully explored, yet quietly changed everything in the background of the original story. Fatima Zarah is a divorced woman carrying the weight of a past marriage with Anas that was never fully explained to readers. Her silence becomes the mystery at the heart of the story, what she endured, why she left, and what it cost her emotionally and socially. In a world where divorced women are often judged harshly, her second chance at love is anything but simple. Aqeel is a bachelor who chooses her despite everything society whispers around them. His love is real, but so is the pressure of his family, expectations, and reputation. The real question isn't whether he loves her, it's whether he will protect her when love becomes tested by culture, family, and judgment. Their marriage becomes a battlefield of emotions: trust rebuilt from broken pieces, a past that refuses to stay buried, and a present constantly questioned by everyone around them. Marriage Affairs is not just a love story, it is a story about acceptance, resilience, and the quiet war between love and societal approval in a world where marriage is never just between two people. © 2026 All right reserved

LOVE FROM AFAR

Maryam Nazeef Danbatta is the crown jewel of the Danbatta legacy. Surrounded by five overprotective brothers and a father whose name commands the very soil of Kano, her life is a beautiful, velvet-lined cage. At twenty, her world is defined by lecture halls, family traditions at her grandmother's estate, and the silent understanding that she is "too delicate" for the world outside. She is safe. She is loved. She is invisible to danger. Then there is Khalil. Cold, brilliant, and devastatingly powerful, Khalil is the son of a political dynasty and the only man the Danbatta lions truly respect. He has been a fixture in Maryam's life for years...a silent, arrogant shadow who barely acknowledges her existence. To Maryam, he is the "Ice King," a man too high on his own pedestal to notice a girl like her. But behind Khalil's chilling indifference lies a calculation years in the making. He hasn't been ignoring her; he's been waiting. Waiting for her to grow up. Waiting for the right move. Waiting to dismantle the very walls her brothers built to keep him out. In a world where reputation is everything and family is law, can a quiet obsession turn into a "halal" happily ever after? Or will the secrets Khalil carries burn down the fortress Maryam calls home?

In a world where love doesn't come softly and healing isn't always gentle, Velvet Hearts follows the emotional journey of Hafsat,a young woman battling the silent storms of PCOS while trying to hold on to her identity, her strength, and her heart. When a quiet man like Abdallah walks into her life, walls begin to shake. But nothing is simple,not their connection, not her struggles. Between piercing words, misunderstood intentions, longing glances, and the battle to be enough, Hafsat must choose whether love is worth the vulnerability. A story of scars,some seen, most hidden. A tale of love that tests patience, friendship that heals, and pain that refines. Velvet Hearts is not just romance. It's the raw, real, and rare kind of love... stitched with velvet, but edged with thorns.

Money... fame, luxury. She never desired any of these. She wasn't the materialistic type. But what could she do when she was married to a captain? In a world obsessed with money, fame, and luxury, Fatima stood apart. She never cared for material things and found joy in the simple things in life. But destiny had other plans when she married a captain. Copyright © 2023. All Rights Reserved.

--- Chained Desires She never believed in love - not the kind that stayed, not the kind that healed. To her, life was a game of hearts, and she always knew how to win. But then he came - quiet, confident, and impossibly sure of himself. The kind of man who didn't chase, yet somehow made her want to be caught. He wasn't looking for love either, but something about her drew him in - her fire, her laughter, her truths. She made him feel alive again, even as she drove him insane. What started as a daring attraction soon became something neither of them could control - a love so fierce it blurred the line between devotion and surrender. Now, bound by emotions they never meant to feel, they must decide if love can truly set them free... or if some desires are meant to keep us chained forever Ranking - #2nd place Nigerian fiction

Rain remembers everything. Every whispered prayer. Every slammed door. Every almost-love and every wound hidden beneath soft smiles. For Ilham, rain has never just been rain. It is comfort. Memory. A language only her heart seems to understand. In the middle of a loud, loving family filled with teasing sisters, late-night conversations, wedding chaos, and unspoken emotions, she moves through life carrying feelings she cannot always explain, and truths she is terrified to admit. Because some kinds of love arrive gently. And some arrive like a storm. Surrounded by people who love fiercely and imperfectly, Ilham finds herself caught between loyalty, guilt, longing, and the aching need to be understood. Then there is Aayan. The one person who sees through every version of her. Calm where she is restless. Certain where she is afraid. What begins as quiet comfort slowly turns into something far more dangerous, a connection so deep it threatens the careful balance of their lives and the relationships around them. As emotions intensify and buried feelings rise to the surface, Ilham must confront the question she has spent so long avoiding: What happens when the person who feels like home is the very person you are not supposed to love? Set against rainy Abuja nights, intimate family moments, sisterhood, faith, heartbreak, and healing, this story is a deeply emotional journey about love in all its complicated forms, the kind that breaks you, remakes you, and teaches you that sometimes the heart chooses for itself.

COMPLETED!!! Abuja - the city of power and secrets. Zayd Ibrahim Khalil leaned against the hood of his Mercedes, the engine still purring, though he wasn't going anywhere. He scrolled absently through his phone, notifications piling in from friends, half the girls in Abuja, and half-hearted invitations to exclusive parties. His thumb hovered, pausing at a recent blog post headline: "If you like make your papa be minister, this babe no really send you!" The picture beneath it showed him -face frowned, mid-rant and her, calm and unwavering, staring him down like he was nothing more than a storm she refused to be swept away by. She wasn't like the others. She didn't care about who his father was, or how much his car cost, or that he'd graduated from one of the best tech universities in Dubai. She didn't want his attention and that only made him want hers even more. Amina "Amal" Muhammad. Final year Petroleum Engineering student. Youngest of her circle. The one whose eyes didn't just look, they saw. The one whose veil wasn't just fabric, it was conviction. He clenched his jaw. "She thinks she's above it all," he muttered. But beneath his arrogance, something twisted in his chest an ache he didn't want to name. It wasn't just rejection. It was something deeper. Something dangerous. Somewhere across town, Amal sat with her journal open, the words flowing like prayers. "He's everything I was taught to stay away from... but somehow, I keep seeing him everywhere I go." Neither of them knew it yet, but this was no ordinary clash of personalities. This was the beginning of a firestorm. One fueled by pride and mystery, the other by power and faith. This was the moment where love first struck... not gently, but like lightning.
Veiled behind it all secrets, ambition, pain, and the possibility of redemption. And neither of them would come out untouched. Rankings No.1 Naija Stories- 3rd August 2025 No. 2 Arewa Stories- 3rd August 2025 No.1 billionaireson- 7th August 2025

Afeeyah was never supposed to be his wife, She was his sister. The little girl who used to steal his hoodies, hide behind his legs, and fall asleep on his shoulder during long car rides. Afdal loved her - always. But not this way. He loved her in every unseen, unspoken, unreturnable way a boy could love the girl raised beside him. Then life twisted. Destiny flipped the script. And suddenly, the girl who once called him brother... became the woman tied to him by marriage. But love doesn't follow logic. And hearts don't obey timelines. Now Afeeyah must learn to live with a man she still sees through the lens of childhood... While Afdal fights to unbury a love he buried long ago. This isn't a fairy tale. This is faith, family, and a marriage born from chaos. This isn't the marriage she wanted. But maybe... it's the love she needed. Not My Choice, Still My Nikkah - where hearts collide, lines blur, and the real question isn't why... but what now? --- > © Khulsum Saleem. All Rights Reserved. Wattpad Edition | 2025

"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED: