Boddo is a Fulani girl, who will be married at young age of 13yrs to the man who she never knew or saw in her life who is also educated.....how will a village girl like Boddo Survive..will she be able fight to reach her destination..? Is all about the Fulani's✍🏽

This story is based on a young lady whose name is Ruqayah.She's a lovely young lady and nice to be with ,all she needs is love which her mother couldn't give to her. And there is another guy whose name is Ismahil.Ismahil is from a very influential family ,his father has alots of companies, houses and as well as cars.Ismahil also needs parents love but his dad couldn't fufil his duty as a parent. Mr Usman is Ismahil dad and is also wealthy.His wife passed away due to the way he do treat her and this cause alots of problems to his son Ismahil Alhaja Fatima is Ruqayah mum and she's wealthy.She does not have time for her family most importantly her daughter and she killed her husband due to her stupidity Hikmah is a very beautiful girl, she's hardworking, obedient and most importantly an hijabial sister.She's from a very good and influential family, she's her parents first born and she also has two siblings namely Quadri and Aisha Alhaji sulaimon is Hikmah father and he's wealthy.He's a man of his word and he's a lovely and caring father as well as husband Alhaja Riskat is Hikmah mother.She's also a lovely and caring mother as well as wife.

JAWAHIR is the only daughter to a single mother hajiya saratu who forced her into an arranged marraige to the son of her childhood best friend hajiya Aisha who turned out to be the most arrogant guy she has ever come across Muhammad. Will the marriage work out? Will Muhammad be a good husband? Will she be able to adjust with him? Will she turn out to be what he expected her to be? Will she able to tolerate him? Will he ever change?.......... Follow me and add this book to your library to get the answer to all your questions. Get ready,brace yourselves and tighten your seatbelts because this is gonna be a hell bumpy ride😉😉 With love __Hafsatou❤

+ Step by step becoming a practising teenager! These are all the 'Islam is my Life'-episodes from my book 'You, my punishment'. I wrote in a few chapters Islamic notes in the end with meaningful words. I decided to put all of them in a collection so that you can search through them easily. 'Islam is my Life' is about topics with an Islamic explanation which you can use in your daily basis. I talk about topics in my point of view which could give you a great view of why something is like that. I hope you will like it! -COMING SOON- I am working on a new project called 'step by step becoming a practising teenager' which will be included in this book. Stay tuned! I am not from a country where English is spoken nor do I know it correctly, so there will be grammar mistakes. You have been warned.

From the author of You, my Punishment and Have you..? 'Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn't possible have any direct correlation to one's happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It's really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.' I closed the page of my laptop and sighed. The things I've been reading were not helping me to have peace with myself. I looked in the corner of my room. It looked gorgeous. The blue balloon looked gorgeous. Blue stands for communication, for trust. For logic and for calm. Blue is thinking, light, sun, sky. But to me, blue has the worse inside. To me blue is cold. Blue has lack of emotion. Blue is unfriendly. It was never there for me. No one was. Blue looked gorgeous from the outside, but from the inside it was empty. Empty as my soul. Nila was having a battle inside of her. Her mind wasn't logical. Things never made sense. She was trying to find something, but always ended up with empty hands. She knew that there was a truth somewhere hidden in the world. She knew she would find it. She started receiving letters that was going to change that. But what she didn't know was how broken she would be when she finally found it. How many broken blue balloons will there be when she has finally peace with her mind, peace with her own yellow paint. ~ Islamic romance story. I warn you for the grammar mistakes.

[Previously known as 'Have you'] Have you ever felt so alone? Have you ever felt like they stabbed you in your back? Have you ever thought you were going to be a victim of rape? Have you ever felt like you can't even trust family? Have you ever thought that something good would come out of something bad? Have you ever thought you would have a cute little angel at this age? 'No, I haven't. I haven't before. But now I realized that you can't expect anything from life. Everything just comes and goes. You can't stop it. You can't change it. You will be tired, but in the end, it will only make you stronger. I didn't know that I would go through all of this. I never thought about the fact that I will have a baby when I was still so young. I didn't think he would do this to me. But it happened, and it will only make us stronger..' Manar was nineteen when she got pregnant. But she realized that she was in this alone. All alone. She was strong. She knew Allah was always there for her and when she saw the face of her little angel, she knew that it was going to be alright. After all, her faith in Allah was all what she still has and it helped her to stand on her feet when everything around her was pulling her down. The only aim of her life is to be there for her angel, for her little boy.. But there was one thing that kept her afraid and always running; the threatening notes she finds everyday.. Kamal is sick of the rich world. No one understands him. He doesn't want to run his dad's company.. He wants to live the life he wants and the way he imagined it. He doesn't trust anyone, and that's why he is always alone. He has a few friends, but that's it. But what happens when he meets the strongest girl he has ever seen, that was taking care of a child? He feels something he has never ever felt before. It felt weird yet good. It hurt him, it made him happy. But why? ~ Romance Islam

*Watty's 2018 Longlist* Farrah Khan is stuck in a dead end job - 26 and still an intern at the British Broadcasting and Communication Systems (BBCS); all she wants is a chance to prove herself. Getting laughed at by Prince Richard, seventh in line to the throne, wasn't part of the plan but she wasn't one to let the opportunity of a lifetime slip by. *********************************************************** Farrah Khan is your typical British born Pakistani girl; she has big dreams and she is not afraid to run after it. This passion was fueled by the death of her mother which opened up her eyes to the perils of ignoring depression. Richard remembers the last time he cried he was told that men don't cry. Burying his grief under layers of smiles and pretense, Richard has no choice but to face it all when he can't get Farrah Khan out of his mind. The beautiful journalist wants to change how people view depression and to help her do that, he needs to change how he views himself. As they work together on the segment, they find that they each need to face their fears. The only things is, will they do it together or separately? *UNEDITED*

"The end of your world?" Her eyes flooded with doubts. "The day when I stop loving you", his fingers trembled in her hand, "and the day is already here", tightly pressing his eyelids he said, "I cannot love you, Sataish". Where is the question of love between a young girl and a devilishly handsome young psychiatrist who is combating with a strange phobia? He is everything that a girl desires for. He is intelligent. He can read her eyes that but cannot love her despite knowing that he would die otherwise. The story based on a strange phobia: The fear of falling in love Join the journey of Sataish and Irtiza to unveil the real journey of love, fear and love!

[Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual on 15/8/18] ••• • In which a girl saved a boy's life in the most unexpected of circumstances • She drank water. He drank alcohol. She had a family who'd take a bullet for her. He had a family who'd throw him under the bus. She dreamt of her future. He dreamt of his death. Both are Muslims but only one is closer to their Lord. ••• *NOT CLICHÉ* This story in no way depicts the true Muslim culture. It's about the modern Muslims nowadays who steer away from the right path. This book contains some strong language, graphic content and violence so I advise you to read it with care. WARNING: too much cuteness you'll die squealing. ©Copyright 2018. sanasays. Any sort of plagiarism of my story will be reported immediately, and that includes my aesthetics and banners as well.

A witty Muslim, a hot cop, a hilarious band of friends, and a psycho killer. What could go wrong? * * * Meet Sajdaa Taha. A sassy, hilarious, and intelligent seventeen year old Muslimah. Being a Muslim in a society where majority of the people see Muslims as terrorists has got to be hard. It gets worse when Sajdaa starts to receive letters and texts from a psychopathic killer terrorizing her town. When authorities refuse to believe her, Sajdaa is forced to track down the killer and put a stop to the madness or else the people she loves might be killed. It doesn't help that the cop she's working with is the extremely attractive Officer Malik, who seems to have taken a special interest in her. Join Sajdaa and her friends on their hysterical journey to find a bloodthirsty killer who will stop at nothing to see them dead. •Cover made by @soundthealarm• [Highest ranking: #1 in Spiritual]