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Hey fans!! how you dey, two days no dey meet, hope you all fine, I assumed you're, and glad you are!. As promised, here's another amazing, advantageous, adventure and sweet story from Ouummey, guess what?, it's FREE!!!. let's dwell in side and see how the journey goes.

Al-amin and Laila grew up together. They were inseparable. What happens when Laila goes abroad for her studies only to come back and find that Al-amin has changed. Will she be able to bring the old notorious boy who loves to prank her back or will she give up. Get through all the funny moments, the emotional moment and happy moments in Laila: A hausa story #6 Nigeria 28/09/2020

Ba Ni Da Laifi! Kaddara tana zuwa maka a yadda baka tunani, Kuma a matsayin mutum na musulmi Dole ne ya karba wannan kaddarar. Ko kunsan meye tawa kaddarar? Hannuna na rawa na karba takaddun da Dadaa yake Miko min, Ina karba cikin sauri na bude envelope din, a take naga takaddu da yawa, sunan Zayyad Abdulhamid ne a jiki, a take gabana ya fadi, nayi saurin scanning cikin paper da idanuna da suka firfito kamar zasu fado kasa, takardar farko wadda ta kasance ta asibitin koyarwa da ke garin Lagos, ta can kasa result din genotype dinshi ne "AS" na dago hannuna na rawa nace " Dadaa Amma ba Zayyad di na ba ko? Bashi bane AS ko? Dadaa..." Tuni idanuna Suka fara zubar da hawayen, na tuna farkon haduwar mu, na fada Masa Ina da sickle cell disease, se yace min Yana da tabbacin jinin shi AA ne, Amma Kuma ya nake ganin akasin Haka. " A'isha ki saurare ni!" Nayi saurin katse shi Nima Ina fadin " Dadaa Ina son shi, Dadaa ku Kara dubawa ba lallai wannan result din gaske bane" To Amma me? Takaddun hannuna sun nuna result da yawa har da na AKTH, Shika, national hospital! Result din Ina nake nema Kuma? Bayan wannan hudun dukka asubutoci ne da ake ji dasu a kasar nan Baki daya. Hawaye ya cigaba da sauka min, Ina jin kamar zuciyata ana babbaka ta ne, Ina jin kamar blow din yayi min yawa! Ba Ni Da Laifi kasancewa ta me sickler, kasancewar genotype dina SS ne! Amma bansan me yasa mutane ke gudu na ba, bansan me yasa kowa baya Sona ba, shi ma Zayyad Dana kwallafa Rai na Akan shi se jinin shi ya kasance irin Wanda bazan iya Zama dashi ba! Labarin sabo ne! Salon ma Kuma sabo ne! Tafiyar ma Kuma sabo ce! Labarin na A'isha ne, ko Kun taba Jin labarin sadaukar wa? Ko Kun taba ganin labarin kauna da soyayya? Ni din nan ce shatuuu, ni din na rubuta Unaisa, Kuma na rubuta Mace a yau, na rubuta Afiyya da Fara Yar shehu!

My name is Nala Khalif, the daughter of the head district of Heliwa district, which is among the authoritatively districts of Mogadishu castle in the southeastern Somalia. I'm known to be Amiirad Nala, the first daughter and most beloved to Boqor Khalif. I used to pity how my maid Sahra, lives her life as a slave and be contented with that. Only if I know what life has in store for me. The prones I were to perch on. The Mogadishu castle was known to be the white pearl of the indian ocean. Could it be realized anymore? When all is left would be a BURNT CASTLE. Would you give your girl the chance? It's Ayshatou! You all know I love heart breaks! Well; this has more than just the word "Heart break."

BROKEN HALVES||BOOK TWO OF DOWN HEARTED. If love is the disease, she knows he would be her cure. If love is the pain, she knows he would be her ease. If love is a monster, she knows he would be an angel. If love is a vampire, she knows he would be the magic that'll make her blood forbidden. But what happens if he's the one she loves? The one she's willing to give her heart and soul to? The one who makes her dumb and she losses her senses to? To her, he is the love clone she has read in books, seen in paintings, and the glow that comes with the moon. Could she call him Love? Because love gives nothing to her but pain. She loves him, because he makes their whole hearts turn into 'Broken Halves'. Follow me on this journey of pain, heartbreak and love. Book two of Down Hearted. Ayshatou.

Through the cruise of love; there tends to be desolations, heartbreaks, and painful detriments. But if there was true ardour; the beholder of the love would persevere in the face of the grudges, the heart scourging pains, and pertubs. She was a chivalrous lady, whom was heartbroken and vowed not to fall in love again. He was an introvert; whom seldom talk, nor could he envisage himself in love. They became acquaintanced, intimate friends, and finally deviate into inseparable lovers. Promises were made, altruism was clearly avowed, and a future was planned. Upon the series of heart spasm, the etching wounds, scourging pains, and the perforating heartbreaks that could crucify the hearts. Would they grapple the pains and make something out of their adulation? _____ It would be a roller coster ride, with series of heartbreaks, betrayals, and heart squirming pains. Just tag along, as I tell you the story of the consolidated lovers. Ayshatou.

Hello, my name is Aishatuh M. And yes, I'm your favorite author! I'm the author of 'I Was Created Like This', 'Down Hearted', and 'Serendipity Of Love' amongst others. Most of my books are on wattpad, but I have a few that aren't on wattpad, they are all on sofanovel and Novelcat. I've created this book to give my readers a sneak peak on my books that have never seen the light of wattpad! It will be a little about the book, the blurb, main characters and then three chapters! I'll be posting a link of the stories in the comment section and the links will also be found on my bio. Don't miss out on anything that has 'Aishatuh M' signed on it! I assure you, it's going to be a blockbuster! Read the books and find out! But first, take a sneak peak!!! Love, Aishatuh M❤️

"Daada, Maama; Did I for once told you what I want? You've always chosen what to wear for me, what I should eat, where I should go, even the environment I should stay in. Isn't that enough for you to grant my only wish?. It's okay if you don't want to, I might have been a burden on you. I'm sorry," with that, she sprinted to her room, locked it and broke into tears, ignoring their knockings. * "I think I will let you to study abroad,but only under one condition; you have to get married; for I couldn't let you there all by yourself," Daada spoke haltingly, hoping she wouldn't agree, but her answer made his hope vanished. "It's okay, Daada, who's the guy? And have you started processing my admission?" She asked, a wide grin plastered on her face, not caring about the marriage thing, she thought it was all a threat. "It's Sadeeq, Alhaji Mustapha's son. But he studies in Qatar, that means you will also study there," Daada encapsulated, his face deviod of emotion. Ihsan looked up at Daada, and wanted to bellow out the words, but they came out as a whisper "Daada..you mean Sadeeq? He's just 19 years old. How would I marry him? Who will take care of who? Uhm Daada?" She slurred, tears rolling down her cheeks. "He is. And would take good care of your health. What's there in marrying him? Isn't he a man?" Daada inquired. "There is; it's just a one year gap between us. And he isn't a man in my eyes," she reprimanded and broke into tears. _____ What would happen to Ihsan? Would she agree on studying abroad? Fighting for her health, at the same time marrying the guy she looks down onto? As she would always avow "It'sjust a one year gap." It would be a hilarious roller coaster ride. Tag along. Your's always__AYSHATOU.

Ducking away, she ran out of Hajia's living room with a loving smile on her lips. She banged her head on a broad chest that gave her a souvenir of a scent, just as juicy as her husband's. She knew he was the one, her Twin kept to his words. Not looking up to his face, she wrapped her hands around his waist and nuzzled her face deep into his chest, chuckling. "I missed you so much, Hassan. I was just moving in that kitchen fah, but your thoughts were a second away from making me crazy!" She lifted up her legs and planted a smooch on his left cheek. Roughly, she was peeled off his chest and a certain longing of his warmth seeped within her. That was bad. What happened to him? He left looking all loving, had she done something wrong? She looked into his eye level, lifting her face completely because of their height different. This is her husband, but why the hard face and the frown? Is this a frank? He didn't missed her? Or was he pulling her legs? Nadia's thoughts were put into a halt when he opened his mouth, he sounded exactly as her husband would, just the words differed. "I'm Hussain!" It was her husband's twin! Not even a single mark was there on their faces to help her differ between the cheerful Hassan and a grumpy Hussain. She felt her limbs gone weak as he walked past her. • What would happen when Nadia keeps mistaking her husband for her Husband's twin? I'm loving this much! I'm sure you would too!