"I love you so much it terrifies me, amour." Muhammad Tahir Zo-ro "M'zoro" is a billionaire heir, a celebrity, and a DSS agent. Amrah Saleh Imam's hatred becomes something far more complicated when she discovers that the man everyone admires is hiding secrets dangerous enough to destroy lives. But this isn't just a love story. It's a story about consequences. About choices that can't be undone. About people who aren't who they seem. And about the terrifying realization that sometimes the person you should run from is the person your heart keeps choosing.

Fairuzah the daughter of Vice admiral Umar Farouq Sultan, is a hard girl, who is known for her resilience and independence, who found nothing special about love, attributing her contentment to the unwavering love of her father, as her father's love is all she could ever asked for. However her steadfast beliefs were stirred into her own antidote as she met a hybrid of men , a charismatic and stoic figure Lieutenant Asad Muhammad Barau, who stirred her emotions around and made her have a rethink about her life and mindset as a whole, she was mesmerized by his charisma and stoic personality as she fell into the depth of his love ocean, This flourishing romance faces a strong opposition from a longstanding legacy battle rooted in the past of their parents, Vice Admiral Umar Farouq Sultan, chief of Naval staff of Nigeria, (CNS) and Lieutenant General Mahmud Muhammad Barau, Chief of Army Staff (COAS) of Nigeria, which traces back to their days at the Nigerian Military School. This story talks about love in families and the military, blending personal connections with historical struggles, will Asad and Fairuzah go against their parents will and let love lead? Will they fix the problems and tighten the bonds? Or will they loosen the bonds and keep the fire burning? Find out! #2🏅In Arewa 25th November 2023! #1 🏅 in Nigerian books 1st April 2024! #4 🏅in fall in love 21st may 2026!

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

She was never meant to be free. She was meant to be his. "You do," Laith said quietly. "Because this world does not look at you the way I do." His hand reached out then-but slowly, deliberately-fingers barely brushing her wrist, as if asking permission even while claiming ownership. His grip was firm but careful, like she was something fragile and priceless all at once. "I won't let anything touch you," he continued, voice low. "Not words. Not intentions. Not people who think they're allowed to breathe the same air as you." Safa's heart raced. "Laith... that sounds like-" "Obsession?" he finished for her, eyes never leaving hers. "Yes." He adjusted her sleeve where it had slipped, the gesture so gentle it almost contradicted the weight of his words. "But understand this," he said, leaning closer-not threatening, not forceful-just there. "My control is not to cage you. It's to keep you safe. And my care?" A brief pause. "That is the one thing I will never restrain." His thumb brushed her knuckles once, grounding, steady. "You are Safa Al-Noori," he said. "And until the day your name changes-if it ever does-no one touches what is under my watch." She was promised to him before she was born. What began as a claim became an obsession. And by the time Safa Al-Noori meets Laith Al-Ansari, she is no longer just fate- she is his.

Aleeyeh set the tray down gently, careful not to let the cups clink. She had learned these small precautions-how to exist softly around him, how not to disturb the silence he lived in. Salman didn't look up. She stood there for a moment, fingers twisting into the edge of her sleeve. "I made it the way you like," she said softly. "Less sugar." That was when he spoke. "Aleeyeh." Her name sounded heavy on his tongue, like something he had avoided saying for too long. She looked up, hope rising before she could stop it. "You don't have to do this anymore," he said, finally meeting her eyes. His voice wasn't angry. That almost hurt more. "The effort. The trying." Her lips parted, but no words came. "I see it," he continued, measured, distant. "And I don't want it." A pause. Then, quieter-crueler in its honesty. "I will never love you." The room felt smaller. "I understand," she whispered, though her chest burned with the lie. As she turned away, Salman added, almost like a warning, "Stop waiting for me to change. You'll only hurt yourself." She walked out without another word, carrying her dignity like a fragile glass-unbroken, but trembling. ........ Aleeyeh was promised a marriage before she was old enough to understand what love meant. Salman was twenty-five when that promise was made-already in love with another woman, already tied to a heart that was not meant to be his forever. When duty binds them together, Aleeyeh enters the marriage with hope, patience, and quiet prayers. Salman enters it with silence. No love. No warmth. Only respect and distance. Living beside a husband who does not see her, Aleeyeh learns how lonely marriage can be. Ink of a Broken Vow is a story of patience, past love, and the quiet strength it takes to heal a heart bound by promises made too soon.

Haniya Zaria Abbas, a 19-year-old university student in Abuja, lives with scars no one can see-but that never truly heal. After surviving a childhood marked by violence, betrayal, and the loss of her mother, Haniya tries to rebuild her life under the care of her older brother, Niam-now successful, powerful, and dangerously unpredictable. In a world where trust is fragile, Haniya finds herself holding onto one silent truth... She never stopped loving Azlan Mutahar. Her cousin. Her brother's best friend. The man who once smiled at her like she mattered-only to remind her she was "just a little sister." He left her behind, married another woman, and disappeared from her life without a goodbye. But just when Haniya begins to accept that some love stories are never meant to be... Azlan returns. Not just as a visitor-but as a lecturer in her university. Older. Colder. Divorced. And this time... he sees her. Not as a child. Not as family. But as a woman. Now trapped between past pain and present tension, Haniya must face a dangerous question: What happens when the man who once broke your heart... becomes the one who wants it back? And even worse- what if he returns at a time when your life is already falling apart?

Zulaiha never planned to fall in love not like this. After watching her mother endure pain in a marriage that slowly broke her, she made herself a promise: never get trapped in a relationship where she would be just another option. So when Muhammad enters her life, she refuses to be moved by his wealth, his status, or even his charm. He is royalty, respected, and surrounded by women who would do anything to be in her place. But instead of chasing them, he chooses her. At first, Zulaiha keeps her distance, testing him, questioning his intentions, and fighting every emotion growing inside her. But Muhammad is patient. He doesn't rush her, doesn't pressure her he simply stays. Consistent. Intentional. Unshaken. As their connection deepens, Zulaiha finds herself caught between fear and desire, between her mother's painful past and the possibility of a different future. But love doesn't come without challenges. Family drama, harsh judgment, misunderstandings, and hidden insecurities threaten to pull her away from the one man who seems determined to do things the right way. And just when she starts to believe in him... life reminds her that love is never simple. A story of healing, trust, and a love that tries to do things halal but is tested by pain, pressure, and the fear of repeating history. Will Zulaiha trust Muhammad enough to let him stay? Or will fear make her walk away from the one man who chose her completely?

His Legal Wife Simran Hakeem koko, a 25-year-old psychiatrist, has known loss before she ever understood love. Orphaned at a young age, she was raised by her grandmother, growing into a woman who believes more in healing others than trusting her own heart. Her carefully guarded world changes when she falls in love with Dr. Raeez Al Mansoor a respected 30-year-old doctor whose charm, warmth, and reassurance make her believe she has finally found home. But loving Raeez means stepping into the powerful Al Mansoor family... and into a mansion where love exists alongside unspoken rules, expectations, and control. What was meant to be a one-week stay turns into something permanent. Suddenly, Simran finds herself bound forever to an extended family that lives under one roof grandmothers, mothers-in-law, sisters-in-law, brothers-in-law, and a stepmother-in-law all watching, judging, and deciding her place among them. As pressure mounts, Simran is forced to choose between her career and her marriage, between her independence and the title she now carries. When trust begins to crack and sacrifices are demanded, will Simran still believe in Raeez's promises? Or will she fight through every shackle placed on her life to protect her identity? And when love is tested by duty, power, and tradition what does it truly mean to be his legal wife?

Qasim Umar Abbas found falling for his friend's younger sister embarrassing. Being hopelessly in love with her for six years? Plain pathetic. But Then again, love was never meant to be dignified. Not when it came to Aisha. *** #He falls first and she falls harder

"Next time don't roam the school grounds without a proper covering for your hair." Some girls cross oceans for adventure. Rashida Fintiri crossed one for a boy. Leaving behind the polished halls of her Swiss boarding school, Rashida Fintiri arrives in Abuja with one thing on her mind. Alim. Her cousin, her closest friend, and the boy she has quietly loved for as long as she can remember. She traded Switzerland for this, for him, certain that proximity would finally tip the scales in her favour. It does not. Alim only has eyes for Tahira, the soft-spoken, effortlessly beautiful girl every boy in school seems to notice and every girl cannot help but resent. For Rashida, the sight of it is unbearable. Humiliating. And when Rashida hurts, she does not cry quietly in corners. She strikes. Tahira becomes her target. A campaign of cold shoulders, cutting words and calculated cruelty that Rashida tells herself is deserved. That she tells herself is nothing. But nothing has a way of becoming everything. Because someone is watching. Senior Babangana, Alhaji Baba to those who know better than to test him, the most feared and sought after boy in school, son of old money and a name that opens doors, has noticed. Not Tahira. Not the girl everyone expects him to look at. He is watching Rashida. And in a school where everyone is performing for someone, Rashida is about to find out what it means to be truly seen by someone who sees far too much. "I don't know how to play basketball senior" Babangana' gaze drifts over her and she could feel a pinch from how dismissive he is. "You'll learn come here.