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PUBLISHED ON THE NOVELSTAR PLATFORM PUBLISHED ON THE NOVELNOW PLATFORM PUBLISHED ON HINOVEL AS A FREE STORY **** "How do I stop loving you? Teach me how to, Ayomide because you stopped. If not, how can you love and hurt me so? Tell me, Ayo because this pain is so much." Pamela thumped her chest as she spoke. The ache was swift and throbbing, she rubbed her fist against her chest to ease the pain. Hanging his head in shame, he whispered, "I don't know." **** She is a supposed home wrecker. He is the son of a mistress. Fire and ice rolled into one, yet she stills his racing heart and life. Making vows and getting to the altar is easy. Especially with how much they love each other. But keeping those vows is harder. When guilt comes in the form of a dead friend's sister and a deadly obsession, three becomes a crowd. It feels like their entire marriage is crumbling and there is nothing more to hold onto. It takes losing and loving her to get them back on their journey of becoming one. Two souls as one isn't always harmonious or beautiful. No! Sometimes, it's messy, but messy is real. Perfect relationships aren't real anyway and real relationships aren't perfect. ***** **Full length novel won't be available on wattpad** This is Chris and Pamela's journey. Completed: March 19, 2020 Editing by @JoannOgwu #T&A #projectNigeria.

Highest Rank #13 in Spiritual on 10-09-017🔥. His words rang through every corner of her ears, it was so agonizing and rankling. Was that really Her Faysal? Her habiby? Her Yaya?The only source to her joy. What happened to "Its just you and I forever?" What was her fault for which such cruel punishment was about to be muted on her? She wiped her tears as soon as her mothers words came gushing "Patience as they say is a virtue and the best things in life are worth waiting for". We would all want to know the reason behind such pain and agony right? Follow me as we journey through the life of Sameerah, a woman who had to face a lot of cruel things in life right from a tender age. Does she overcome them with patience and virtue or does she allow her soul become the devils workshop? Her Patience,Her Virtue. A must read!

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

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.

Salamatu smiled and scoffed, her signature evil gesture. This was not the first time her husband Mallam Garba was bringing a new wife into their home and she was sure it's not going to be the last, but what she was most certain about is that, this new wife, just like the 18 others that left before her, would not live to tell the story in Garba's house. A dramatic polygamous household, awestruck and humor filled rollercoaster.

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...

He needed help She helped him He needed guidance She guided Him He needed love She loved him He was lost She found him She was broken He mended her She cried He wiped her tears She was in pain He was her cure She was lost He found her ......................

Life doesn't always end with a happily ever after. Life is an epitome of sweet and sour. Life is an epitome of bitter and sweet. Life is not a bed of roses. Life offers you honey today, and decides to hand you lime the next. Surrounding occurrences in my life and that of the people around me, shaped me into who I am today, my life's never how I planned it to be. Today. I am going to write the story of my life, Of Ramadan, Amani, our parents and how destiny entangled us in its web. My name is Khadijah Manal Yusuf Gana and this is, THE STORY OF US...