Amali's life has never been gentle. A stepbrother who calls obsession "love." A stepsister who bullies her for existing. A mother who expects perfection, no matter the cost. Then, one week before her stepsister's wedding to Muhammad Zayn... she disappears. To protect her family's image, Amali is forced to step into a marriage built on conditions, silence, and a promise of divorce the moment her stepsister returns. But Zayn is cold. Controlled. unreadable. And the closer Amali gets to him, the more the truth twists around her. Who is Muhammad Zayn behind that icy mask? Why does he watch her like he knows more than he says? And what will happen when the secrets they're both hiding finally explode?

Pulse of Forever In the vibrant chaos of Lagos-Summaiya is drowning in expectation. Medical school demands everything: her mind, her time, her soul. But nothing drains her more than the presence of one man. Professor Muktar Abdullahi. Young. Surgeon. Authority. Confidence. Discipline. brilliant. feared. untouchable. His words cut sharper than his scalpel. His eyes? Cold enough to freeze a room. No one dares get close. No one even tries. He's the man whose silence drowns out entire lecture halls. Whose precision in the operating room borders on brutal. Whose eyes never stray-but when they do, they linger. She hates how she feels on edge around him. Then the unthinkable happens-life pulls her into his world, not as student and professor, but something more intimate. Unspoken. Unnatural. A closeness that neither acknowledges, but both endure. In the quiet moments between them, something sharp begins to shift. A question without form, an ache without name. Is he still the same cold, unreachable professor? Or is there something under the surface-fractured, tender, hers? As secrets press in and old wounds whisper from the past, Summaiya finds herself unraveling everything she thought she knew about love, about duty, and about the man who shouldn't bother her-but somehow does. Pulse of Forever is a haunting, emotionally charged love story of restraint, redemption, and the quiet war between two hearts still learning how to beat-as one.

Shege Pro Max Imara Ali Saif beautiful, spoiled, and fiercely stubborn lives life on her own terms. With wealthy parents who never say "no," she believes the world revolves around her. Work? Not her thing. Respect? Only for those who earn it and that's not many. Then comes Imran Zahradeen Yusuf the unapologetically rude, nonchalant mechanic with zero patience for entitled brats. He's rough around the edges, driven by pride, and could care less about Imara's flashy lifestyle. When fate decides to tie their worlds together in the most unexpected way marriage chaos becomes the order of the day. Two stubborn souls. Two fiery tempers. One marriage that feels more like a battlefield. Now, it's not love at first sight it's Shege Pro Max. They swear to make each other's lives miserable... but could this war of pride ignite something deeper?

"ALHAMDULILLAH. IT'S OFFICIAL. JASRAH IS NOW HASSAN'S WIFE". She felt her heart threatening to breakthrough it's ribcage. Cheers were all over the house. Anty Amina and Asiya were nowhere in sight. A lone tear escaped her eyes but she did well to clear it before she gets caught. The whole house was filled with chatter and joy from different angles. Jasrah grew up with her step mom and step sister in Kaduna. She was subjected to different types of injustice. She lost her mom while giving birth to her and after Graduating from High school, her dad passed away due to heart failure. Life hasn't been easy for her. She got married to Hassan. Let's see how far they go More to come, ur comments and votes matter 😭🙏