Two marriages. Two betrayals. One woman who has had enough. At twenty, Dr. Balaraba Adams was a rising star in her clinicals, brilliant and full of hope. At thirty-two, she is a world-class trauma surgeon who can fix a shattered heart on the operating table-but cannot mend her own. Her first husband, Faisal, was a fellow doctor whose professional jealousy turned their home into a cage. Her second, Ibrahim, traded her for the "perfect" second-wife life and stole her twins in a bitter divorce. Now, Balaraba is a warrior in a white coat, fighting "career wahala," family drama, and a desperate courtroom battle for custody. She has sworn off men forever. But Rayyan Saif has been waiting in the shadows for twelve years. He saw her as a student and lost his chance. He saw her pregnant and walked away to respect her vows. Now, he finds her broken but defiant in a courtroom-and he isn't letting go again. Rayyan doesn't just want her heart; he wants to help her burn down the world that tried to break her. But can a woman who has been failed by every man she's ever loved trust the one who has been silently loving her from afar? A long, emotional slow-burn about resilience, high-stakes medical drama, and the man who finally stayed.

In a home where love was a currency, she was always bankrupt. Her parents' affection was reserved for the twin who reflected their every hope, leaving her to inherit the hushed comparisons and soft dismissals. She was constantly reminded of her lesser worth, but she never imagined her marriage would be a cast-off from the twin who was truly desired. Offered as a consolation prize, she expects only disappointment in a loveless union. Yet, the journey of marriage becomes an unexpected path to self-discovery. The Color Of My Own Sky is a story of the invisible bruises that shape a soul, and the battle to finally find the courage to paint your own brilliant horizon. Nov. 3 ©deey_jah

"This marriage is to fulfill my responsibility to my mother. Nothing more." Sofia didn't interrupt. She just watched him. "You will not lack anything," Malik continued, voice calm, controlled. "But I don't do emotional conversations. I prefer my space." A pause. Then, quieter "Do not expect love from me." When Sofia Bello returns to Nigeria to reconnect with her roots and take on a life-changing architecture contract, the last thing she expects is an arranged marriage to a man who has already decided she will never have his heart. Lieutenant Colonel Malik Danjuma is disciplined, distant, and completely closed off until the woman he married out of duty begins to slip past every rule he set. Because Sofia is not the kind of woman who stays at a distance. And Malik is not prepared for what happens when the one person he tries to keep out... becomes the only one he can't stay away from. A modern Arewa romance about duty, healing, family, and the kind of love that quietly breaks through even the strongest walls.

She stitched a dress for her best friend's wedding. She never thought she'd be the one wearing it. When Zulaikha vanishes on her wedding morning, Farida Usman is faced with an impossible choice: let her best friend's family face ruin, or step into the bride's place. She says yes. She wears the dress. She becomes the wife of Abdallah Tafida, a man she's never spoken to, a widower who buried his heart with his late wife. Now Farida is alone in a cold house in Abuja, married to a stranger who won't look at her, surrounded by twins who don't want her. But hearts don't stay frozen forever. And sometimes, the most fragile hearts become the strongest. Rayyan, the shy little boy, reaches for her hand. Rania, the stubborn girl, watches her from doorways. And Abdallah, Abdallah begins to notice the woman who sits at his table, eats his food, and asks for nothing. Fragile Hearts is a story about betrayal dressed as friendship. About grief that doesn't announce itself. About a dress that held a ghost. And about the slow, terrifying, holy work of learning to choose yourself, in a city where everyone is watching. It's s a Hausa romance about betrayal, healing, and the quiet love that grows in the spaces between silence.

Muhibbah thought she had survived the worst night of her life. But survival isn't the same as healing. Haunted by memories she cannot escape, Muhibbah is forced to live in a place that doesn't quite feel like home-surrounded by people who care, yet don't fully understand the silence she hides behind. The past lingers in every loud sound, every quiet moment, every breath she struggles to take. She learns to smile again. To speak again. To exist... again. But healing is never easy. Especially when someone begins to see through the walls she built so carefully. Areef is not loud. He doesn't force his way into her world. He doesn't try to fix her. He stays. And in his quiet presence, Muhibbah begins to realize something she never thought possible- Maybe healing doesn't come from forgetting. Maybe it comes from being seen... and still being chosen. He didn't save her. He stayed. 💔

Forced into an arranged marriage with the cold and distant Humaid, Yasmeenah's life takes a dark turn. She is a fiery, rebellious teenager trapped in a loveless union with a man thirteen years her senior, who treats her with chilling indifference. Struggling to assert her identity, Yasmeenah faces Humaid's cruelty and mysterious detachment, pushing her to her limits. As tensions rise, secrets unravel, and their battle of wills escalates into a dangerous game of survival. In a world where love is nonexistent, respect is a rare commodity, and trust is shattered, Yasmeenah fights for freedom, dignity, and her own sanity. How far will she go before she breaks-or breaks him? copyright@ fadeelarh fadim

Ameena had not planned on getting her world turned upside down when she agreed to attend her college best friend's wedding on the other side of the country where she has never been to before. Finally, Ahmad has agreed to marry the woman his mother chose and all hell broke loose when he met Ameena. Will family values, traditional and cultural differences hinder their hearts desire to be one?

In politics, image is everything. Behind every picture-perfect smile, someone always bleeds. "The world will see your ring... but only I will see the leash attached to it." Layla married for freedom. He married for power. Their union was never about love, it was performance. A show for the cameras, a fantasy for the nation. But in this world, scripts don't last. Desire festers, deception deepens, trust and loyalty are measured by how many skeletons you can bury, and secrets rise - the kind powerful enough to destroy nations. In political affairs, no one is ever what they seem. The same person who kisses you for the cameras... might be the one to pull the trigger in the dark. This is the price of power - gaining it, keeping it, surviving it. Another irony of this life? You go from wanting freedom to falling into the arms of someone who wants to own your being. "Every one of my yeses will be your yes... my no will be yours too." This isn't a marriage. It's a battle wrapped with luxury!!!

Book six in the forever series