Ameera Manga would rather analyze emotions than fall helplessly into them. Warm, magnetic, and effortlessly adored, she lights up every room she enters. Her future is neatly planned, until her final year throws her into chaos with someone she never expected. Zayyan Dikko is her opposite: controlled, precise, and private. Life to him is strategy. His career is on track, his reputation flawless, and his American girlfriend is expecting a proposal. But their parents have a different vision. They insist Ameera and Zayyan get to know each other. Neither wants the arrangement. Both love someone else. So they make a deal: Pretend to fall. Convince everyone. Then walk away beautifully. Simple. Logical. Risk-free. Until the lines blur. Until emotions shift. Until the act stops feeling like an act. Now the question is: What happens when pretending becomes the truth... and walking away becomes the hardest part?

A prince who wants nothing. A girl who remembers nothing. When Athwa Al-Qays is taken, broken, and stripped of her past, she becomes nothing more than a gift in a royal palace. But Sahir Sultan is not a man who accepts gifts. Cold. Untouchable. Bound to a future he never chose. Until her. Her silence draws him in. Her beauty haunts him. Her presence threatens everything he stands for. He was meant to marry a princess. She was never meant to matter. But in a world of power, secrets, and betrayal... The girl with no memory might become the only thing he refuses to lose. She was given to him as a gift. He was never meant to keep her. Sahir Sultan, the perfect heir. Athwa Al-Qays, the girl with no past. One glance changed everything. And she became the reason he smiles. But there's a problem. A dangerous one. A past that refuses to stay buried. Because the moment she steps into sahir's heart he returns. Rakan Sultan. The ruthless, merciless prince. The man who owns the darkness. The same man she once ran from... The same man who almost made her his. ⸻ Now she's trapped between two brothers: One who protects her. One who wants to claim her. One who offers her peace. One who is her nightmare. And Athwa? She remembers nothing. But her heart... is starting to choose. ⸻ Because in a world of power, obsession, and secrets- She isn't just a gift. She is the war. 🔥

The story follows 24-year-old umar Faruq, who has just proposed to his longtime girlfriend, Balkis. Their future is shattered when Faruq's uncle and aunt die in a sudden accident, leaving behind their 7-year-old daughter,Noor khadija. Faruq discovered months prior that his uncle-a man of traditional and rigid beliefs-had legally "betrothed" khadija him to ensure she would never leave the family's protection. Now, faruq is not just khadija's guardian; in the eyes of their traditional community and his uncle's will, he is her future husband.

"The groom is finally here." Khalid's eyes moved to them slowly. Cold. Sharp. "Get out." They hesitated, unsure they heard him right. "I said get the fuck out of my house!" The anger in his voice left no room for argument. Both girls flinched, fear flashing across their faces. Without another word, they rushed past him, nearly tripping over their steps as they fled the room. The door closed behind them. Silence returned - thick and unbearable. Khalid stood there for a moment, just watching her. Ayesha's shoulders shook. Her hands trembled in her lap. She felt his gaze on her like weight pressing her down. Slowly, she tried to stand, her legs weak beneath her. She couldn't breathe properly. She just wanted to leave. Anywhere. Anywhere but here. She took a step toward the door. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice stopped her cold. She swallowed hard, her throat tight, her voice barely a whisper as she answered, "O-out..." Khalid let out a short, humorless laugh. "Aren't you my bride?" he said. "It's our wedding night. Our first night." His tone turned dark. "We should celebrate." Before she could react, he reached out, pulling away her veil. The world tilted. Panic rushed through her veins as he pushed her back onto the bed. "No," she shook her head desperately, tears spilling faster now. "I don't want this. Please-" Her words fell apart on her tongue. He wasn't listening. Hovering above her, his presence felt overwhelming, crushing. The ceiling blurred through her tears. Her hands clenched the sheets, her body stiff with fear. Then something inside her broke. This was her reality now. This was her life. He was her husband. Slowly, she stopped struggling. Her eyes closed tightly, lashes wet, tears escaping anyway. Her lips trembled as she whispered the only words she could find, her voice small, broken, and defeated. "Please... be gentle." a marriage of force. tortured love. love after marriage.

Ten years... she was away from home for that long due to her illness. When Azeerah thinks she'll never be enough. Umar walks into her life like the gentle breeze she has always needed. Will she let him love her or will she like always think she is not good enough.

While Aliya prayed for a righteous husband, Imran prayed to become one. One carried a notebook full of duas. The other carried a heart full of regrets She heard his name long before she saw his face. A billionaire feared by everyone. A girl who wanted nothing except a man who feared Allah. Between them lies a missing body, buried secrets, family betrayals and a promise made years before they were born. Some love stories begin with "I love you." Theirs began with a secret. - 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐑𝐀𝐍 🥀❤️‍🔥

"Our Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on our hearts and there it shall remain forever."

Jamal, struggled to live his dream as a basket ball player, in the absence of parenthood with only his coach serving the role of (a father and his role model). Annah, accepting her life as a blessing, healthy or not, she had never wished to live in sorrow. ••• Here I uncover the life of two schoolmates with different personalities and dreams. !!! TRAGEDY. ••• Highest ranking: #3 tragic story (05/11/) #2 fading (20/04/) ••••• Faded Alive. Written and published by: Kherdeeniasse. !! This book is a work of fiction. It is the product of the Author's imagination and is neither related to real incidents nor copied from other books. If you come across similarities, they're purely coincidental.

COPYRIGHT © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!!! . . . "Don't let what's going on deceive you." Najib murmured. A faint smirk tugging at his lips though his eyes were sharp and cold. "You will only end up getting hurt." Habiba's breath caught. "W...what do you mean?" He didn't reply immediately. His gaze lingered on her for a moment, then he looked away as if their closeness was suffocating him. "Don't expect anything from this marriage." He whispered. "And most importantly never make the mistake of falling in love with me." His hand brushed her waist, not quite holding her and not letting go. "I won't." She whispered back... Though the words trembled. "Never." *** Marriage was the last thing on Habiba's list till she found out she was married to a millionaire, forced to leave everything she's ever loved behind while embracing a new lifestyle... There she meets Najib. Najib; Her arrogant cocky husband, who never regards or sees her worth, especially the fact of him being married to her. "Will she be able to prove Her worth to him and her new society?" *** Started- September 5th, 2022. Completed-July 2nd, 2023. Note: Some chapters are scattered, scroll on the table of content to find chapter (3&4 ) Sorry for the glitch! *** Highest ranking~🏆 #1 in one-sided love on 3/03/2023 #1 in Halal love story on 28/08/2023 #1 in Naivity on 1/09/2023 #1 in Nigeria on 5/07/2023 #1 in seprated on 15/11/2023 #1 in aaaaaa on 29/1/2024 #1 in Lagos on 14/02/2024 #1 in Wealth on 14/05/2024 #1 in worth reading on 1/07/2024 #1 in hate love on 17/08/2024 #1 in betrothed on 22/01/2025 #1 in Kano on 2/12/2025 #1 in mature scenes on 2/01/2026 ©2022

PREVIEW!!! Book Description Zarah has never known a day without pain. As a sickle cell warrior growing up in a home where her illness was dismissed as laziness and her father refused to believe in hospitals, survival was her only goal. Her only dream? To see her younger sister, Marwa, become a doctor, because Zarah herself never had a chance at education, never had a chance at a future, never had a chance at love. Until Falmata. A kind woman who saw beyond Zarah's fragile frame and took her in, giving her a home, a purpose, and eventually... a doctor. Zayn is everything Zarah isn't- wealthy, respected, and the owner of the very hospital where she finds herself fighting for her life. But he's also something she never expected: a man who fell in love with her soul long before he ever touched her skin. "I've seen a lot of beautiful things, Zarah. But nothing beats the way your eyes light up when you see me." But love isn't simple. Not when the odds are stacked against them, her health is failing, leukemia lurks in the shadows of her sickle cell, and a family secret is about to unravel everything she thought she knew about herself. Can a fragile heart, when loved correctly, really survive? Can a man who has everything truly love a woman who has nothing? And can two souls from different worlds build a forever when the clock is ticking? In a world where love was never meant to find her, Zayn proved that some loves aren't just stories, they're a lifetime offer.