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Meet DR MOHAN...and his two weird wives. #Banafsha #mohan #nimrah

Ya zatayi da Yarinyar da bata kai ta goge mata takalmi ba amma ta kwace mata miji?...... #Suhan #captain majeed # Zarah

#1 in Aure 19/09/2020 #1 in Sarauta 19/09/2020 #2 in Halal Romance 19/09/2020 Ta riga ta san duk wata tarin ma'ana ta k'addara, walau mai kyau ko akasinta. Kamar kowa abinda bata sani ba shine... Me cece tata k'addarar? Yaushe zata fuskance ta? A wane yanayi zata zo? Mai kyau? Ko akasin haka? Wad'annan tambayoyin suke yawo kullum cikin kanta, da su take kwana take tashi, cikin tsumayin lokacin da alk'alami ya bushe akansa. Don wata k'addarar tamkar ZANEN DUTSE ce... Babu wani abu da ya isa ya canja ta!

Started 10 July 2019 Finished 10 June 2020 NOT EDITED A story about how a thirty eight year old falls in love with a seventeen year old girl. Mohammed Umar Zama a very successful business man and the owner of many companies, restaurants, casinos around the world with a wealth even he could not count. He is a drug lord he sells weapons and drugs as a part time business to countries all over the globe which brings us to our lady Amina Abubakar Abdullahi a sixteen year old teenager with five over protective big brothers and she's not yet done with her high school. The last born of an honest Nigerian politician. The former Governor of Sokoto State a two times Senator and the current president of Nigeria This book has a huge age gap between Moha and Amina. If you have a problem with books with age gap then you have been warned. Happy reading. This is my third story and I hope you give it a chance YAR MODIBBO CE

No 1 in General Fiction on 21 September. A lokaci guda duniya ta yi mata juyi mai zafin gaske. A lokacin rayuwa ta kawo mata zabi mai cike da hatsari da nadama. Ta yi watsi da duk wata fata, ta dakatar da duk wani mafarki....tun da dama ai mafarki na wadan da suka yi barci ne. Duk da hakan, Hindu ba ta cire rai ga samun Rahamar Allah (SWT) ba, ko da kuwa zai zo ne a sigar kyakkyawan mutumin da zai kara jijjiga duniyar ta sannan ya dasa kaunar sa cikin zuciyar ta a lokacin da ita kan ta ta yanke kauna ga samun hakan. Daga ranar da ta amince son sa ya shige ta ta san ba makawa, tun ran gini, ran zane!

Disclaimer ***Before you start, this book is now just a preview, don't ask about the rest of the book. It will be available in prints in sha Allah. Not on wattpad*** Scrolling down her phone, Zeena was reading her message log, when suddenly she stopped at a particular one that sent her heart racing, sending shivers down her spine. She almost dropped the phone. Not that she'd not seen odd messages before but this one, in particular, brought her world crashing; because she'd never seen this message before, how would it be that she was the person that sent it? How could she not remember ever writing this message? The words, the contents all didn't make sense. Her head started spinning and she felt light headed, her knees became weak like melted rubber. Before she knew what was happening she felt herself collapsing...

#1 in Bokoharam 19/5/2021 #1 in Borno 7/12/2020 #1 in Abuja, 7/12/2020. #1 on Terrorism, 7 July, 2019. #1 in Arewa. 1st January, 2019. #2 in Fulani. 20th December, 2018. #2 in SPRITUAL. 26th November, 2018. #4 in ProjectNigeria. 15th November, 2018. #7 in Nigeria. 24th June, 2018. Azizah Yusuf is not your ordinary Arewa lady. At twenty-five and still unmarried, she has experienced more than one could ever endure in a life time -the brutalities of war, pain, grief, and heartbreak. Having fled from the war-ridden North-Eastern Nigeria, she and her parents are forced to start life from the scratch in one of the capital city's Area Councils. Despite how professional she appears to be, her past still hunts her and her only life goal is to live a peaceful life. Suraj Ahmad Suraj, an aristocratic medical doctor, has everything he has ever dreamt of. A good job, wealth, and a beautiful fiancée to show off. Though he has his own personal battles, he believes his life is quite perfect. This little perfection, however, was marred when a plain, yet sophisticated 'refugee' woman steps in, and forced Suraj to do a double take at his life. Despite their differences and the little resentment they hold against each other, Suraj and Azizah are forced to work together; both of them however, unaware, unprepared, and unexpectant of the adventures, challenges, as well as the tragedy that lay ahead of them... Not your everyday Wattpad story!

"We have to live together. I am tired of this game" I said. "Game! Do you think what's going on between us is a game, it's destiny Ray, our fate". "I do not know. Sometimes I feel insecure and lonely. Often even in your presence I feel that you are far away from me". I felt a pang. She smiled and looked at me intensely. "That was not your promise Ray, I promised I was going to visit anytime you miss me which I have been doing. You promised not to worry". I kept mute and we ate slowly in silence afterwards. "Let's go" .She said. "Let's ride around". The sky had turned faint red in colour. I rode slowly feeling her warm body pressing against me. The noise of street sank down and i felt deep calmness. We sat on a cement bench under the bridge near the walk way. The view was majestic. The gentle waves in the lake glistened in the fading sun light. Tall grass spread on both sides of the lake like a green carpet. Suddenly she lay down on the grassy ground closing her eyes and took a deep breath. The sky was clear with innumerable stars glistening. "Hey dreamer, come to me". She said her eyes sparkling. I moved forward and lay close to her, then turned to face her. She rolled over to me and i felt her gentle kisses on my face. "I wish to be melted into you, penetrate into you, not just a part of my body but the whole of it. I miss you Marwah". I said and sighed. She laughed looking stunned. Her laughter echoed. "You must have been reading those hot love stories recently Ray". She said making me smile shyly. She pulled me suddenly to her and kissed hard at my lips. I returned her kiss as we hugged each other tightly. The tightness of her hug went soft as she gently pulled away from me. I tried hard to read her face in the reflection of the moon light. I felt a sharp intense pain in my chest as she started to walk away. I yelled her name, crying and telling her to come back. "Strong men don't cry Ray, wipe those tears and know that your Marwah forever loves you".

LIFE: 586AD - 644AD CALIPHATE: 634AD - 644AD This is only a summary of the life of Umar Ibn Al-Khattab RA