"Start packing your belongings, you're leaving right before my husband leaves for work. I'm sorry." Maryam said and sauntered back to their room, leaving an enraged and psyched up Nafisa behind. With a flagitious look on her face, she gnashed her teeth. "You all should brace yourself for what's coming your way." ~~~~~ What happens when Maryam brings in a stranger into her matrimonial home to take care of their five year old daughter, in spite of her husband's disapproval? Will she do her job properly? Will she live up to her expectation? Will she fail? How will she treat the little girl in her parent's absence? Did Maryam make a huge mistake by allowing a stranger into her home? Read ALL FOR WHAT! to find out!!! Don't miss out on all the dramas that are yet to unfold 💫🔥🔥 ⇥pj2KX2Ps⇤

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Highest Rankings: #3 in #citylife 31/01/2019. #17 in #nigerian 31/01/2019. BASED ON TRUE EVENTS. Desperate times dont always require desperate measures. Fighting fire with ice focuses on the lives of Abdulmaleek B Bashir and Abdulzahir Kamir, who were Kd's elite bachelors. Abdulzahir marries a new wife, Zainab just to spite the love of his life Fateema who refused to marry him. Unknown to him Fateema, who also happens to be their long time neighbor was molested and raped by his father. When the going gets ugly, Zainab is caught up in the middle of an Ugly family drama laced with betrayal, revenge and malice. Abdulmaleek on the other hand was a perfectionist, who dated Tahira Muhammad for a very long time only to use her and later on marry a half lebenease. War breaks on all fronts. Names, locations are fiction, The story has been fictionalized for dramatization purposes.

Best ranking 79/535 on 27/05/019 . Conflict, love, betrayal, secrets... from the story of Zainab. Adilah Hassim got married to one of the most eligible bachelor in town who was nothing short of perfect. But all roses aren't red, what happens when she finds that marriage required a lot more than looks can provide. When Abdulmaleek refused to let go of his past, Adilah soon began to uncover deep, dark secrets hidden in the invisible closet of her husband's past. The going becomes dangerous when her husband became hunted man and his family targeted, the truth was too ugly and even love had its limits.

Don't miss out,the love tragic saga

Dan mutum yana maka wasa da dariya kuma ya nuna akwai aminci tsakanin ku ba lallai bane yana kaunar ka. Makashinka yana tare da kai, da dan gari ake cin gari... Ku biyo ni

Here is a girl who is confident about about all her acts and being, whose presence commands respect, whose aura screams respect, who doesn't take shit from nobody, who doesn't need anyone's help nor pity to survive.... That girl is Maryam Waheeda Ishaq Muhammad Fulbe. But behind the cold curtain lies a past she's dreaded all her life, a past which she has to face and overcome it, a past which brought her walls almost crashing down. Join me as I tell you the untold story of Maryam.

Formerly known as 'An Islamic Love Story.'

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

The door flung open into the dark room, lightening struck the dark sky shining a little light on the shirtless man that stood by the doorway. "Who's there" my shaky voice masked with fear asked. Paying a deaf ear to my question he walked deeper into the room towards my bed as my shaky hands drew the covers higher over my whimpering self, right up to my nose. "Khalil?" my voice sounded weird coming through the thick duvet, it felt awkward calling his name I mean am I even allowed to call him that? I was more scared now that I knew who it was. What was he doing in room? A loud thunder sound came as he sat beside me, a little too close. Does this man know he's shirtless and in my room at eleven p.m? "Have you chosen a surrogate?" his thick voice cut through the sound of raindrops and my train of thoughts. I slowly shook my head at him. "Relax"He raised his hand to my face which was still covered halfway and slowly dragged down the covers down to my abdomen revealing my bare arms in my spaghetti strap v neck nightwear. I scanned the room for my robe and found it hanging on the coat rack in the far end of my room, I would get up to get it but my nightgown didn't really qualify as a gown. I watched his eyes travel up my body landing on my chest, his Adams apple bobbed up. He shut his eyes and when he opened them, they landed on mine sending shivers down my spine... Hidaya Hassan Abdulqadir thought she lost it all when her parents and lover all died in a plane crash, she slowly tried to move on from then letting the almighty take control after a year of grieving. She is married off to electronic magnet, Khalil Nuhu DanMaliki who was her father's business partner in hopes of saving her fathers legacy. Follow them on their journey through marriage and see how their love unfolds even though true love can only be permanent in Jannah. All rights reserved®