You are not defined by how others treat you. You are not measured by the noise of the world. You are the keeper of your own worth. When you choose to honor your voice, your time, your body, and your heart, you remind yourself: I am enough. Self-respect is not something to be earned-it is something to be remembered. Self-respect is not a destination, but a companion on your journey through life. Some days it will feel effortless; other days, it will require conscious effort and courage. But every time you honor your worth-through your thoughts, choices, and actions-you are building a life of dignity, strength, and fulfillment. Respect yourself, always. For when you do, the world learns how to respect you too.

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. In the world of feelings, they say the heart is a bit unpredictable, fluttering unexpectedly and swaying in moments when the mind can't keep up. Sa'adatu likes sticking to her routine, finding comfort in the usual. Change isn't her thing; she's happy with the way things are. But suddenly, a surprising shift comes knocking-a tough task that seems impossible to win. In this whimsical tale, Adnan Bayero shows up as a spark of hope, but Sa'adatu is unsure. After living in an illusion for too long, the reality she sees now is not what she imagined. Life, akin to the heart's capricious dance, unfolds with surprises. The avoidance of the unexpected might just be the resonating crescendo, orchestrating the whimsical ballet of the heart. By Ferdeausee_

Some marriages are written by love, others by destiny. But the hardest ones are written by choice. Layla thought her life in the quiet corners of Kano was settled. But when an unexpected proposal connects her to Zain Aliyu a powerful, distant man living in London who refuses to even come home to Nigeria she is pulled into a royal Arewa union bound by duty and secrets.

Ameerah never planned to get married . She planned to dance,embarrass her sister during the speeches, and leave before the cake cutting. Instead, she's standing at the altar in her sister's place because the actual bride bolted a day before "I do." Her new husband? Muhammad Ayzan kumo Rich, annoyingly calm, and the human equivalent of "whatever." He didn't want her as a wife. He doesn't have feelings on her nor her sister Aisha. And he definitely didn't sign up for Ameerah's nonstop sarcasm and chaos. Ameerah kabir? She's not stressing. She's nonchalant, funny, and way too playful for her own good. If he wants to act like marriage is a business contract, she'll make it the most entertaining contract he's ever signed. Too bad neither of them counted on the slow burn, the banter, or the fact that "I don't care" becomes a lie real fast when you're married to the one person who actually sees through you. It's supposed to be fake. So why does it feel so real?