Sarcasm is her love language. Sabira, daughter to a socialite Mother and a too-busy Father, is a social recluse who finds company in a dark places like her head, the dark novel she is writing and faceless person on I.G. The closer she gets to the stranger, the more she gets healed of wounds she never knew existed. But then her mother just had to burst that bubble by 'suggesting' she dates a family friend . A man, who makes her mad, a man who couldn't stand her, a man who humiliated her, a man who so arrogantly feels like he is king of everyone, like he is SULTAN. A story rich with love, culture, family bond, friendship, and a large dose of humour. Enjoy... hopefully.

Chatting in a whatsapp group: WLC (Wattpad Ladies Closure) Sarah bg:Hello,please I want a picture of a beautiful lady and a hot guy that I could use as characters for Miss world or Miss Akhirah. Adda AmirahJulde:Should I send my picture? Adda Yasmeen:Tab this ugly monkey, Sarahtuwalle don't agree.People will stop reading your book. Ishertuhladan:Adda Yasmeen kenan. Lipsdripping:I could send my crush's picture but all those reading your book will start crushing so no thank you Cocomeena:Our crush! Initisar:I am hungryyyyyy. Asmee_Amin:Me too,I want chicken! Asmaah_ All these two know about is food* rolls eyes* Essh,Khadija Oyinka & Fareeda: 😂😂 Asheetu18:*Sends picture of a young handsome man*Is my cousin okay? Siyyamah,Azeezat,Rukkayaabdullahi and Mjay:He is fine. Sarah bg:Are you sure he won't mind? Asheetu18:I don't think so.Go ahead and use it I will tell him. Sarahss2000:Yaaaaayy! Asmaah*Sends a picture of a beautiful girl* Is this okay? Fai hormones,Tee zarah:She is pretty ma sha Allah. Nana Aisha:I think you should ask her before using it. Adda Yasmeen:Ashe psycho has sense. Asmaah:I did and she said we can use it. She even asked the name of the book so that she could read it. Ashetuu18:My cousin is quite angry that I didn't ask him first before sending his picture. Ashatou butterfly: Allah ya kara Asheetu18:He has cooled down, he said as long as he is a rich guy in the book and has a beautiful girlfriend.Go ahead and use it. Sarahss2000:Yaaaaay!Alhamdulilah I have found the right characters for my novel.Thank you so much darlings. Little did this group of authors know that they have joined two completely different people together.The shy,timid Nabeelarh that has so many insecurities and the confident and friendly Akilu that is everyone's favourite.Join Nabeelarh and Akilu on their journey full of love,friendship,heartbreaks and betrayal as they start through meeting on Wattpad.

Disclaimer ***Before you start, this book is now just a preview, don't ask about the rest of the book. It will be available in prints in sha Allah. Not on wattpad*** Scrolling down her phone, Zeena was reading her message log, when suddenly she stopped at a particular one that sent her heart racing, sending shivers down her spine. She almost dropped the phone. Not that she'd not seen odd messages before but this one, in particular, brought her world crashing; because she'd never seen this message before, how would it be that she was the person that sent it? How could she not remember ever writing this message? The words, the contents all didn't make sense. Her head started spinning and she felt light headed, her knees became weak like melted rubber. Before she knew what was happening she felt herself collapsing...

The sound of the shattering glass sent a chill down my spine, forcing me to withdraw deeper into the corner where I was tucked in. "Mansur, please stop. At least for Aaliyah's sake." I begged, the tears streaming down my cheeks. He swung around to face me, his eyes blazing with rage. "To hell with you and that bloody girl." he yelled. Do you hear me, Salma? To HELL with you and her. This is my house, and I can do whatever I want." he yelled, throwing the bottle at my dressing mirror. The glass shattered all over the room, the larger pieces landing on some of the bottles on the drawer beside the dressing mirror in which I kept my incense sticks. This caused them to shatter as well, the glass falling everywhere across the room. I could hear Aaliyah crying in the next room, but I could not go to her as Mansur was blocking the door. "You will learn your place today." he yelled, unbuckling his belt. I shut my eyes as the tears continued to flow, knowing all too well what came next. The first strike was always the one that hurt most.

Abdulhameed: She's my dream girl. Fatima: He's always been my crush, every girl has a crush on him. Abdulhameed: I love her. Fatima: I love him. Abdulhameed: I'm doing it for my father. Fatima: I'm literally forced. Abdulhameed: But she still loves her ex. Fatima: But he still loves his ex wife. Abdulhameed: And its just two years marriage. Fatima: And its just two years marriage.

Ruqayyah Ameen has always been her family's pride, cherished for her beauty, kindness, and unwavering dedication to tradition and religion. Strong yet sensitive, outspoken yet deeply connected to her roots, she has always followed the path her family laid out for her. But when she meets Al-Amin, her world is turned upside down. As Ruqayyah experiences the joys and struggles of first love, she must confront new emotions, challenges, and choices that will shape her future. Join Ruqayyah on a heartfelt journey of love, faith, and self-discovery as she navigates the delicate balance between family, tradition, and her own heart.

#1 in Sultan, more times than I can count. "Promise me, promise me oh brother, that you will take care of Sultan, promise me you will rule this Empire justly and truthfully in my absence. Promise me you will guard the throne for him, and when he reaches the age of 21, promise me you will marry a righteous woman for him and make him Emir."

Labarin Amirah is a book about a young girl and the delimma in her love life. And her teacher, Mr. Aslam is the sole cause of it all.

Fatima (Laila) is the kind of person who can't help but stick her nose in everyone's business. And she's gooood at it. Now it's the most exciting time of her life... her wedding! Everyone else's turn to repay her 'favors'. Except she won't let them. She's determined to plan every detail herself. And she'd go to all ends to make it perfect. Including seeking help from the most unlikely source; a childhood enemy. ©2016 All rights reserved.

When nothingness becomes something else, how do we cope? Join a quiet girl and an oblivious gentleman as they find themselves inch closer and closer to their forever after. I hope you enjoy this bizarre version of a Hausa lovestory. #fingers crossed. #toes crossed.