"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.

A situation where two completely different people are brought together by fate - you would think the famous 'opposites attract' line would apply to them also. But would it??? They say opposites attract. Nobody warned them about what happens when they repel. Tasneem was warmth, noise, and colour. Zayn was silence, discipline, and distance. Their arranged marriage was never supposed to be a love story - and for a long time, it wasn't. But love has a way of arriving exactly when you've stopped looking for it. And sometimes, it takes losing everything to understand what you actually had. Some hearts find their way back. But the journey back is never simple. --- "You can't go out until we've had this discussion Zayn" I voiced He glanced at me daringly and stood up leaving me alone in the study I'd really like to see how he goes out with a busted Tyre I ran out of the room and got the nails which I had once come across at the store, running to his car, I placed them carefully in front of the tyres, as soon as I was done, I ran back in almost getting caught Yes I'm a bad person, I know I sat in the sitting room, waiting for the outcome of my actions and soon enough he came back yelling my name I don't know where he learnt to yell, I hope I'm not driving him nuts "Sumayya!" He stopped as he saw me at the sitting room smiling sheepishly I don't even intend to hide the fact that I damaged his tyres "Oh how comes you want to talk to me now?" I batted my lashes "What did you do to my car??" Well..... Have fun❤️

"Breathe Malaki" Azev whispers, his breath fanning against her face. He inhales Everytime she exhales as he attempts to steal every breath of hers. "Z...Zev" Her chest rises and falls, her breathing coming out short. The hand trailing up her thigh makes it impossible for her to think properly. Azev stares at her, his gaze boring into her his gaze narrowed and grey orbs growing darker. "You get married to him sweetheart, I'll set everything and everyone ablaze. I'm sure you know how much of a lunatic I am for you" He whispers, his words accompanied by his skimming fingers. Going to Monaco to attend a business meeting on behalf of her father was the plan. But she leaves there with the scent of a mysterious and rugged man from a one night stand, and her Anklet as payment. Kiara is the daughter of a wealthy family, coming from one who is protective and extremely strict her perfect life comes tumbling after a one nightstand especially when he starts chasing her. The man screams danger everywhere he goes with an air that makes it hard to breathe and now he has set his eyes on a woman. His. Malaki. Azev Zaviyar Al Jazzi, A crown prince and wealthy billionaire refuses to let go of the woman he spent one night with even when forces are against them. What starts as an obsession might just be more. Flustered and red from being stared at she moves her hips, her movements hesitant and unsure. The fast rising of his chest and the way his gaze refuses to move from her tells her just how affected he is

The man I believed was my punishment had always been my protection."

I was taught from birth, through force, how to be perfect for him, how to obey everything he said, and how to be his devoted follower. I was being prepared to become his perfect wife. But when he came, he brought someone else with him, making me the happiest person, but not for long. He killed her in front of me just to show that now the place of his wife would only be mine-the place I never wanted. DONT FORGET TO VOTE , ALSO GIVE ME YOUR REVIEW ABOUT THE STORY THROUGH COMMENT SECTION AND FOLLOW FOR MORE UPDATES... ⚠️ Warnings but first of all I DO NOT CONTAIN RAPE IN MY STORIES.... Dark themes Obsession Forced relationships Manipulation Abuse Drama 18+ scenes But: Happy ending "The first few chapters can sometimes be brief, but not excessively so."

Till Series: Part 3 Highest Rank #6 "I'm going to be a queen! Bow before me, sister." Her sister smirked. Ada held her head high. She will not bow to her arrogant sister. So what if she is to be the queen of Iran? She absolutely would not bow, she'd rather fancy losing her head. "I will not." Her 13 year old self spoke. "I will an empress myself, one day!" Her sister cackled. "So naïve. You will bow before me and I'll make sure you will." "You will lose." Ada said confidently. *** Since then all Ada wanted to be was an empress. To prove her sister wrong. But fate had other plans.

✵ featured ~ ❝Once upon a time in Baghdad, a common girl teaches the Khalifa of the kingdom why a king needs a queen.❞ ✵ Started: June 5, 2021. Completed: March 30, 2022. ✵ cover by @xniftykayx featured on wattpad historical fiction, undiscovered, and dangerous love profiles. Highest ranking #1 in historical fiction.

In the ancient Igbo village of Agu-Ukwu, Adanna is the most gifted beadmaker of her generation-her coral creations adorn brides, queens, and priestesses. But five years into her marriage to Ikenga, the fearless hunter known as "the Leopard," her womb remains empty. Whispers of a curse spread. Her mother-in-law demands a second wife. Her closest friend, Nwakaego, secretly plots to steal her husband. Yet the childlessness is not a curse from the gods-it is a consequence of a crime buried fifty years ago. Adanna's grandmother, a royal beadmaker, was falsely accused of witchcraft and died broken, swearing an oath that the truth would one day rise. Now, the stolen royal beads lie hidden beneath the sacred Ofo tree, sealed by a blood oath, and Adanna's barrenness is the ancestral payment for a lie that powerful families have protected for generations. As Adanna and Ikenga defy the village to uncover the past, they must navigate spiritual intrigue, friendship betrayal, and political conspiracy. But through it all, Ikenga refuses to abandon his wife: "If the gods give me no child through Adanna, then I shall grow old beside her." The Beadmaker's Tears is a sweeping tale of love that refuses to break, justice that demands to be uncovered, and the truth that finally sets the children free.

Zulaiha Abdallah is a final-year medical student at Nile University, Abuja, living with a past the world refuses to let go. She once loved the wrong man-an abusive relationship kept hidden from everyone. One night, while trying to protect herself, he died. The court ruled it self-defence, but society passed its own judgement. Cleared by law, yet condemned by people, Zulaiha is forced to live with labels such as "A woman who lost her virginity before marriage" whispers, and the stigma of not fitting into society's idea of a "pure" woman. During a visit home for Eid in Kano, her life takes another turn when she is pushed into an arranged marriage meant to settle debts and repair damaged reputations-not to bring love or healing. Her soon-to-be husband, Umar Al Muqtadir, is a respected and successful man with a past as dark as hers. Years ago, an affair led to a child he never got to raise, his lover commited sucide, and a promise he made to never forget her and to find his child. Two broken souls. One forced marriage. Secrets buried deep. As the truth about the past begins to surface- What happens when Umar finds out his child was killed by his girlfriend- about death, guilt, and a child lost "Who was this girlfriend?" -Zulaiha must face the question that has followed her all her life: Is this marriage her punishment... or her only chance at survival?

People say there Is love at first sight he didn't believe at first not until when he saw her, the very first day he set his eyes on her was among the memorable days of his life that he will never forget because she has completely captured his heart, he don't know how she did It but she has suceeded In melting his heart and He wants her He want to have her He want her to be his soul mate like they said He want to protect and guide her because he only want her. She has this aura that whenever she find herself In a place people must fall for her, the very first day she saw him she felt something but she decide to dismissed the feeling as she Is not ready to be In a relationship talk less of getting married. She was so occupied with her life and studies that she didn't know someone has madly fall In love with her, all what she want In life Is to focus on her studies and make her parents proud especially her father because of how he sacrifice alot In her life to make sure she has achieved all her goals In life. The question here Is will she make her dreams come true, will she also fall for that person or will she joined relationship and studies?. Follow me let's embark on this journey between Ashraf Muhammad Khaleed a bachelor who Is In his mid 30's and the owner to a very big company he Is running and Aisha Ahmad Abdullahi a student at Bayero university Kano studing Mass communication In her early 20's, who want to finish her studies, fulfill all her dreams, make her parents proud before she think of settling with a man. But destiny has I'ts own and It played a vital role In the life of these two people by bringing them together. Like they said Man propose and God dispose. aeesha_ahmad❤.