Surrayya doesn't do complications. Life is sweet when you keep things simple- bake, paint, watch F1, and avoid emotional entanglements. Feelings? Too messy. Love? Too risky. She'd rather stick to what she can control: her dreams, her business, and her ever-growing collection of car facts no one asks for. Hafiz likes life structured. Numbers make sense. Investments have predictable outcomes. He has always believed that with enough discipline, life can be controlled. But lately, he's starting to realize- some things aren't meant to follow a formula, proving that even the best-laid plans can crash and burn. Their paths weren't supposed to cross. And yet, somehow, they crashed into each other-in the most unexpected place. She's all spontaneity; he's all logic. She runs from feelings; he's learning to confront them. Neither of them is looking for love, but love? It might just be looking for them. Because sometimes, the best things in life happen when you're not paying attention.

Labarin Asmau....labarin ABINDA AKE GUDU.

Labari mai taɓa zuciya, cakwakiya, darajar ɗiya mace, cin amanar ƙasa, kishi, makirci, soyayya.

Naairah meets this gorgeous mysterious guy in an American restaurant. Trying to know more about him got her into a world she never knew existed. And now, they try to find the answers to buried questions. This is another thrilling saga.....

Da gaske duk daɗinki da miji sai ya miki kishiya? An ce wannan jarabawar tana da tsauri, tana kuma ɗauke ne da ƙalubale Amma.. Shin me ake riƙewa a ci ribar wannan gwagwarmayar? Ku biyo ni a cikin soyayya da rayuwa ku ji yadda zata kaya

Uwa uwace... ku biyoni ku sha labari.

Labarin wasu mata guda uku mabanbanta asali da kaddara ta hada su a yayin da suka dauki aniyar yiwa talauci gudun fanfalaki. Sai suka fada karuwanci..duniya ta zo musu a tafin hannu har suke zaton tafiyar ta kare. Ku biyo su tsakanin Niger da Nigeria mu ga yadda za ta kaya! Mai tafiya..wani guzuri ka tanada??????

THIS BOOK IS NOW A PREVIEW It wasn't the color of his eyes, or how they were hooded and look almost half asleep, everything took on life as long as she stared into his eyes. It was what she saw in them, what he made her see, how he looked at her, there was not a single stare of his that hadn't plunged her more in love with him, with his eyes he made her feel loved, he reprimanded her with them and he made her toes curl under her feet. All the deep, dark twisted side of him became opened to her, through his eyes, at his expressive best, or when they shifted to conceal a pain that he was sure revealing that would cause her pain. His Hazels. *** If Being Bilaal's wife came with a price, it was a tag worth every cent, every pain and sacrifice she'd made all her life..

#1 Youth 13th October, 2019. #1 parenting 11th August, 2019. #1 attorney 30th Sept, 2020 #5 Youth 1st October, 2019. #3 youth 28th August, 2019. #15 English 30th August, 2019 Maryam was afraid of how he made her feel. The reality of her circumstances. She had never been this emotionally raw, weak as she was with Mubarak, she physically felt safe in his presence. She had never felt safe in the presence of a man like she did with him. That was not on her agenda. She wasn't supposed to be feeling all the things she felt now, but they were there. That was the last thing she wanted. She could sense his resistance, she had never seen a man so intent on not liking her as he. The rest just ignored her, him? He saw her but it felt as if he didn't want to. And here she was all intent on Becoming Mrs Bugaje. What would he say to Maryam? This would devastate her beyond all measures. His hands travelled to hold his nape, squeezing the thick muscle there, he had never felt so worthless all his life like he did now. A graceful light-eyed girl who brightened a crowd with her mere presence, a girl with the heart of gold, his young gazelle. He had her right where he wanted, loving him like no other, despite him being reckless, nonchalant, a liar by omission and a rogue she still loved him whole. Her love made him so full that despite giving her his all he was still left with excess from her. This was the woman he would inevitably lose because of his recklessness. She would face the pain. A pain of Becoming Mrs Bugaje. He had vowed to protect her from herself. Yet he had pushed her over. He had vowed to make her see what people had done to her, she taught him forgiveness. Under all that crazy bubbly mouthiness, was his angelic queen, compassionate, loving- a jewel. Yet he ruined her. Now her ruin was his ruin, he had carried his pain long, hard and deep in his heart. She was a pain he was willing to live through life with. Her voice what he lived for. Her smile his home.

HAWKING IS NOT MY WISH Parents are the bones on which children cut their teeth. A dependable source of comfort and support AND above all a greatest pillar of strength. Fa'izah Idris became an orphan at the tender age of 13. Left to take care of her 7 months old baby brother with no support from anyone.. Join us on this journey