Broken, Damaged, Tainted.

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

She was not only born with a silver spoon, she was rocked in a diamond cradle and raised in a gold castle. She had the world at her feet and on her finger tips giving her the permanent title 'Daulah' and the name Maimunatu almost ceased to exist. With a rare kind of beauty and an exceptional personality, she had heads turning to her and wanting to dance to her tunes but it took a single look from the last person she would spare a glance to point out to her all the places where she was broken. Realizing that she needed a heart to fit in to get fixed, she set out for his but Mukhtar only wished he had one to give her.... But she wasn't a girl who gave up, she knew he had one in there and set on a mission to find it, looking into every corner of his darkness until she got caught in his storm of curse which threatened to drown them.

Sa'ad Bashir has a secret and a motive, any person with these two should be found dangerous. He infiltrated the Baffah Sadiq family while they had no idea about his past. Hafsat (Iram) Baffah Sadiq never really paid attention to him until she used him to get out of a silly predicament and they both got stuck in a lie. What will happen when secrets start to unveil themselves and doubts settle in between two young people who just realised that they are each other's better halves?

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.

Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. Rewriting. COMPLETE AND EDITED VERSION CURRENTLY AVAILABLE ON OKADA BOOKS. ~°BOOK 1 IN THE ROYAL SERIES°~ My life was filled with joy and optimism, or so I believed. I was fortunate enough to have grown up with abundance and blessings, for which I am grateful to Allah, Alhamdulillah. I thought I possessed all the knowledge necessary for a fulfilling life, yet life has an uncanny ability to surprise us in the most unexpected ways. My journey has been an adventure of unforeseen circumstances, some of which have brought joy, while others have posed challenges. However, with every difficulty comes relief, and with every experience comes wisdom. No one crosses our path without a purpose. Sometimes, even the wrong individuals teach us valuable lessons. In just 99 days, a sudden twist of fate altered my life's course. I am Khadijah Daihaah Uthman Fareed, and this is my tale... #61 SPIRITUAL #2 WATTPAD BANTERS Fomally known as 99 Days My Prince By Ferdeausee_

{Completed} Copyright © 2020 Nadia Ahmad Lawal, known as Bibi, is a young lady filled with hope and love, despite being raised by just her mother after being abandoned by her father as a baby, Bibi's world is turned upside down when she discovers her father's secrets and as part of the family's new beginnings, Bibi is reluctantly forced to marry her cousin. However, her cousin, just as unwilling, decides to marry his girlfriend -someone who despises Bibi. Together, they make it their mission to turn Bibi's life into a living nightmare. What begins as a new chapter for Bibi quickly becomes a battle for her happiness and survival as she faces betrayal, cruelty, and the fight for her place in the life of a person she never asked for. This work "Life without you" published under this account is an original story written by me, larh_writes. No part of my book may be copied, reposted, translated, or adapted without my explicit written permission. Support originality. Respect the writer. Copyright © 2020 All rights reserved

[new version] • Malik & Rouhuh • Not all smiles make a happy person. Contrary to the misinterpreted fact that not all horns and forks make the devil. Sadiya Muhammad Yusuf. Having lost a father as well as a brother at her teenage years. Many might be stricken of a thought as to eternal loss of those who were meant to be the most important males in her life. It was not the defunct of any of them. Albeit with a sick mother, scales through all obstacles the universe had to offer - aiming right at the bullseye as a gynecologist. Right when she thought all was falling back into place, she loses her only confidante, supporter. Her only parent in the picture; dead. She never thought her life would be the same. But what happens when the person she convinced herself to loathe the most shows up after the past comes haunting her present? Royalty screams a lot. Power. Grace. Aristocracy. Fortitude. And most of all; Status. In the city of Yemen, comes no exception from the qualities of being Royal. When a prince by name, Zayan ibn Ahmer ibn Ayyub al-Qadim III, like a cliché, bumps into a lady shooting lasers at the man he finds her in the arms of. Nigeria had always been among his favorites, perhaps even more when all that shouldn't be said, was felt. Especially when he sets his eyes on her. Not the ideal incident, but enough to have his soul intertwined with her heart. Fatima Abdulmalik 2024. All Rights Reserved ©

I was in a dark place with no one to hear my cries, I screamed but the sound just echoed into a far distance The pain was unbearable from almost every part of my body especially around my thighs and my hands, my head also hurt I cried into the darkness but no one was there, I prayed and prayed till I found myself slowly slipping out of that world till I was met with blinding light Opening my eyes I looked around to the blank walls made of plain cement blocks, no paint or anything and so was the ground it looked like an uncompleted building but what bothered me the most was what I was in Was it the pain or the wetness I was feeling, i mustered up the courage and raised my pounding head looking up at my wide-spread legs and the pool of blood I was laying in I couldn't cry nor scream just fall back into the dark world I was recently in with one thought in mind What every woman kept and treasured the most was taken away from me.

Not all love is perfect. Sometimes, suffering is the price of its perfection.