Copyright© 2021. All rights reserved. Like a thundering of storm echoing around the whole earth, catapulting the sleeping stars, flinging the slothful moon, slinging away the beaming sun, she drop in a tiny bit of flame wherever she dropped her foot on. Her presence must be known and felt, by nook or by crook. Her audacious, dareful arrogance is enough to attract everyone's mental focus. She is never to be disrespected and take no crap from anyone. In her eyes, everyone is equal, be it rich or poor, old or young. But she loves being rich. Striving with a lot of strenuous effort to save a dying clothing brand in the Capital of Chad, D'jamena but no luck. Angered beyond words, she gets to meet the person behind her destruction, or the easiest person to condemn. A Nigerian business tycoon wanting to build his business where she has hers, Sa'eed Ibn Umar Garbai El-Kanemi. The infuriating wealthy man have the audacity to offer some cash for her to give up her own company. Worst of all, the government officials are behind his decision like the leeches they've always been. But she made a decision that changed her life, for good or worse? No one knows! With a bruised ego, Suhayr Imraan Khalid vowed to make his life a living nightmare. Having both headstrong bulls, the journey is never going to be smooth. That is how they got married to each other, both flames not ready to die down making a deep pit of an inferno. How shocking she proposed the marriage to him. It is the best ride, it is filled to the brim with wickedness, mischief, danger, revenge, dark desire and a lot more we need to unsheathe... Cover made by: Ferdeausee

"choose one Aamina"she quickly turned,looking directly at him without any fear,she whispered a "Menene? (What?)?. "Housewife or teacher?"he whispered back making her almost loose her balance.with fear,she shook her head whi,spering "No Amir,please danAllah" "Are you my wife?"Was all he asked her and she slightly gave a nod. "Then quit teaching and stay at home"He sternly said but she shook her head not knowing what to say. "I see there are alot of better jobs on earth Amina,i don't want you to teach anymore"He calmly explained. "I am chasing my dreams Amir"She yelled making him boil with anger. "That Haidar guy,na tsane shi(i hate him)"He said with gritted teeth. "Hai-hai-haidar?"she gulped down her saliva "Amir he is just 16 years old,he is just my student for Allah's sake"she yelled each word and he kept on staring at her. "You are quitting"He murmured and tried to leave but she held his arm. "Sweety please,i....."he eyed her making her shiver. "Don't sweet talk me,that haidar is dangerous"he yelled but she did not give up. "Ples....."He cut her off. "That Haidar loves you with no shame Amina,why can't you understand my reason?"he shouted. "Please,i......" "you are quitting and that's final"He pushed her and left the room. Meet Aamina Abubakar Tsafe,Daughter of billionaire Abubakar Aliyu tsafe,the owner of Ammar and mukhtar ventures........what happens when Aamina wants to chase her dreams but she was already trapped with her jealous billionaire husband,Amir mubammad misau and on the other hand,one of her students Haidar jibril manigi fell in love with her. STARTS:20/6/17....July 20,2k17.

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...

This is a story of a 24years old Fatima Batoul Qasiim. CEO of FBQ Cosmetics She has this hatred for men after what her Father had done to her Mother. She promised herself not to ever trust a Man,but she broke her promise. FaizulAnwar Gaddafi CEO of a construction company, Fgees Company. He had a daughter UmmulKhairi , whom he love so much. Anwar shut himself out from people when his wife left him. It took him a year to bring back his real self. He taught he could never love again. But Nooo, until he met Fatima Batoul , He deeply fell in love with Fatima Batoul.Qasiim, The Love Of His Life. MY NAME IS FATIMA BATOUL.

Hilwa Haroun, a spirited girl from a small town in Nigeria, relocates to the bustling city of Abuja, hoping for a fresh start and new opportunities. However, adapting to her new life proves to be a challenging journey filled with unexpected twists. As she navigates the fast-paced lifestyle and the complexities of a blended family with contrasting personalities, Hilwa struggles to find her place in a world that feels foreign. Just when she begins to settle in, a shocking revelation turns her life upside down, presenting her with a challenge she never anticipated. Faced with emotional turmoil, Hilwa must confront her fears. Will she be able to embrace the changes and accept this unexpected turn of events with an open heart, or will it push her further away from the life she longs to build? Join Hilwa on this exhilarating and poignant journey as she learns to balance love, family, and self-discovery in a city that promises both excitement and uncertainty. It's a bumpy, emotional and an exciting ride. BETWEEN TWO WORLDS. H I L W A. ~ H E L WA.

The sound of the shattering glass sent a chill down my spine, forcing me to withdraw deeper into the corner where I was tucked in. "Mansur, please stop. At least for Aaliyah's sake." I begged, the tears streaming down my cheeks. He swung around to face me, his eyes blazing with rage. "To hell with you and that bloody girl." he yelled. Do you hear me, Salma? To HELL with you and her. This is my house, and I can do whatever I want." he yelled, throwing the bottle at my dressing mirror. The glass shattered all over the room, the larger pieces landing on some of the bottles on the drawer beside the dressing mirror in which I kept my incense sticks. This caused them to shatter as well, the glass falling everywhere across the room. I could hear Aaliyah crying in the next room, but I could not go to her as Mansur was blocking the door. "You will learn your place today." he yelled, unbuckling his belt. I shut my eyes as the tears continued to flow, knowing all too well what came next. The first strike was always the one that hurt most.

Aneesa Ibrahim is an over confident girl who is ambitious, after graduating from studying psychology she thought her dream was going to finally come true by opening her own medical establishment, when her dad decides to marry her off crashing her dream. Abdulrazaq Sambo is a guy who's had little to no emotions at all, he didn't feel love, grief, happiness or sadness in other words he's a PSYCHOPATH.. So what happens when this two cross each other's path? Read to find out......

"You are fired," he said, as my heart broke into tiny pieces. "No please sir, don't separate me from Imad. I beg of you," I pleaded in agony. What sins have I committed to deserve this? How can I stay without seeing the child I have been raising like my own for three years. Why is he doing this to me? ••• Layla put her whole life on hold to take care of a young boy named Imad. She has been taking care of him since he was a three years old. They share an unbreakable bond, he counts on her and she has made him her world. Ahmed Damari a tactless, cold hearted business man who has no time to waste and no space for affection. The uncle of the boy. He wants nothing to do with her but he just can't seem to stop thinking about her. What happens when two different worlds collide and when unwanted feelings thrive? Written By: Naila Ali [ Highest Ranked #1 in spiritual.✨] hi

"The joke is on you now Muhseen." "No please don't do this, you can't just throw away all that we had like this, please don't" I pleaded. "I can't? Seriously?" She lead out a sarcastic chortle "Only Muhseen Salah can huh?" "What do you mean by that?" I managed to utter. "Exactly what am saying" she snapped curtly "It's about time you learn the truth Muhseen, I just tricked you none of the things we had and shared for the past week was real. Come to think of it, why will I change overnight? Why will I love someone who hurt me in the past like you did? Am not a fool Muhseen" She paused glaring at me. "No" I muttered ceaselessly as I shook my head not believing a thing from what she said. "No Cara you're joking, you must be joking." "You can take it as a joke it's what I did too when you broke up with me months ago so continue to believe all I said as a joke." She said cold heartedly not showing even the slightest care. Why is she doing this? I thought we are over all these. "Cara please stop this, stop it please my heart can't take it. You said it yourself that you've forgiven me. I thought we were over all these, why are you bringing it up now?" "Because I wanna break your cold heart like you did to me some time ago Muhseen plus this is the time I planned on telling you so it would make your heart crumple, bruise and hurt just like it is doing already." She paused and took a quick glance at me pathetically "Remember how you icily rubbed it to my face that you don't love me, that is was all a trick? Remember how you threw away everything that we shared? It's payback time Muhseen."

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.