neither of them were supposed to fall. but one accidental encounter was all it took to crack the calm, and marked out the world khalid had built for himself. zainab was meant to be a fleeting distraction; loud where he was quiet, reckless where he was deliberate, a walking contradiction to every rule his precise-and-tradition-bound-life obeyed. the thing about fire? once it kisses your skin, control becomes nothing but smoke.

'I hate you!' She said, her eyes a shade of blood due to the hatred she had for him and the sting of his belt on her body. 'I know. And you'd be married to me by Friday. So, get ready to break into the bits and pieces your body could ever form!' Hidayah Abubakar Rimi, a lady basking in the glory of beauty and love. Or so she thought, for the love part, of course. She had hated him for being like a steel bridge between her and Adam, the absolute love of her life. Why won't her mother or her egoistic soldier cousin, in the name of Ahmad Abdulkarim Muhammad, understand that she loved Adam and will do whatever the hell it was that he wanted. He just had to say it. Party? It's a yes. Clubbing? Of course she's in! Or was it to be laid by him? A whistle would do to have her running to him. She didn't care whether it was a sin, a taboo or that it will get her a beating from a soldier hated by her! But what she had never seen coming was a consequence she knew would break her; heart, body and soul. Being married to Ahmad was a curse and her family were hellbent on seeing her broken self. Will she break and mend? If Ahmad broke her, which he will, will she ever have the strings to weave her broken pieces to a whole piece? Or...will someone be willing to mend her? Not him, certainly.

He found her at the right time and she fell for him at the most unexpected time in her life. He made her feel loved, cared for. She was afraid to be with him due to his wild mistress, but he vowed to make her his wife, notwithstanding what they were facing.

NOW IN PAPERBACK *Sequel to His Surrogate Wife By Fatima Baba Gujbawu He loved her but she left simply because she was there to give him a baby, which she did but she took a part of Najib with her and left a part of her with him. Najib Ahmad got what he wanted; His perfect little Family with Zainab and Asad but he still craves Fatima's presence at times. Zainab's world revolves around Asad and Najib until an old buried past threatens her bond with her son and also her love life once again. Secrets that were meant to be hidden will be unraveled after all everything is fair in love and war and this is a war for love, Will love win or will Love die? When Najib finds Fatima, Will he be willing to risk his relationship with Zainab yet again? And this time, will Fatima be The Surrogate mother of his son or His Halal Wife? •Available on OkadaBooks for Nigerian Residents & on Selar.com for Non-Nigerian Residents.

The journey of 16 year old Hanan as she takes her first step into the real world. The University. She faces a lot of challenges and trials from life. Will she be able to withstand it all? And who will be able to mend her broken heart?

The intriguing tale of two strong-willed individuals is about to unfold. Meet Dr. Abdallah Rabiu, a renowned and arrogant medical doctor who's never experienced the thrill of love. His confidence and success have made him almost invincible, but beneath the surface, a void remains unfilled. On the other side of the spectrum is Amal Muhammad, a free-spirited architect who lives life on her own terms. She's a rebel at heart, refusing to be tied down by societal expectations or the constraints of love. For Amal , life is a canvas waiting to be filled with vibrant colors, and she's determined to explore every nook and cranny without apology. When these two forceful personalities collide, sparks are bound to fly. Will Dr. Abdallah Rabiu's exterior melt in the face of Amal's carefree nature, or will she be the one to challenge his long-held convictions? As their paths intersect, get ready for a whirlwind romance that will push both characters to reevaluate their perspectives on love, life, and themselves. The question remains: can these two stubborn souls find common ground, or will their differences tear them apart? Read and find out.

"Have you no heart?" He stopped. Sayf turned abruptly to face her, feeling as every word she spoke got to his nerves. "What in the name of Allah is wrong with you?" he asked with a sigh. "Are perhaps mentally impaired?" he asked again trying to be clear. "If I was I wouldn't be here in the first place" she voiced narrowing her eyes on him. Yes, he insulted her but that was the least of her problems. She will have to avenge at a more convenient time later. "Then leave" he seethed glaring directly at her. "Stop challenging me" she said holding her waist with both hands. He hissed and started walking away majestically. He was so done wasting his words on her. Tauhida groaned and murmured softly beneath her breath but it didn't remain unheard to him "Koh dutse ne kai albarka" she said and he found himself smiling weirdly to no one in particular. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Just like scattered stars trying to cluster again, just like the scars trying to heal with love, just like the swirling storm breaking down all bounds and just like the blinking starlight shining on a mirror, this story is also a mirror of life. Cold secrets will be clamped just like the break of dawn. Despite all odds, underneath their ventricles and atria is an undying love for each other. Just stay tuned with me so I will prove once again how fate can actually change the hearts of two people, Tauhida Al-amin Borodo and Sayf Hakeem Elnafaty @ "Tauhida". Lots of love Deedi-- ❤️

Tahira Mahmoud never imagined her life would unravel into a public scandal, not when she was focused on her internship and building her future. Zayyad Ibrahim, a successful architect and divorcee, has spent years protecting his heart and his family with rigid control. But when duty, whispers, and tradition corner him, he finds himself married to Tahira... a girl he has only ever seen as a sister. What begins as an unwanted obligation soon shifts into something, neither of them expected: lingering glances that last too long, teasing that feels too familiar, and a protective tenderness that refuses to be ignored. Tahira begins to realize that love, in all its quiet beauty, can bloom even in the places she never thought to look. And Zayyad? He's starting to discover that the one marriage he never wanted may be the one thing he can't walk away from.

"A marriage neither of them chose. A chemistry they can't ignore. And a fate neither of them can escape." "You're avoiding me." Yusra froze, fingers tightening around the silk scarf. She didn't turn. "I'm not." Fahad scoffed. "You barely look at me. You barely speak to me." "Maybe there's nothing to say." He stepped closer, his voice low. "You've been acting like I don't exist since the conveyance. If you have a problem, say it." Yusra turned, chin lifted. "Why would I? It's not like you care." His jaw tightened. "You think I don't?" "You don't act like it." Silence. Heavy, charged. Then, before she could move, his fingers brushed hers-a fleeting touch, but enough to send a jolt of heat through her. She inhaled sharply. "You think I don't care? Since when?" His voice was rough, edged with something dangerous. He leaned in, forcing her to look up. "Then tell me why you're shaking." She wasn't. At least, she didn't think she was. But now, with his touch lingering, she wasn't so sure. Fahad's gaze flickered to her parted lips before he pulled back, his restraint like a thread about to snap. "You don't want me to care, Yusra," he murmured. "Because if I do, neither of us will be able to stop what happens next." And just like that, he walked away-leaving her breathless, rattled, and desperate to understand why she suddenly wanted him to turn back.

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 ✨