Kallon kitse ba litaffina bane na marubuciyar nan ne Halima Abdullahi k/mashi

#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!

He is Adam She is Ayah He is rich She is destitute He is an atheist She is a Muslim He is arrogant She is humble He lived in luxury She lived in poverty He had love and comfort She was abused and mistreated He didn't have a choice but to marry her She was forced to marry him He hates her She hates him Then.... He saw her She saw him ********************* Cover is a creation of a very talented reader.. Please send some love to @perfectdude_duh Thank you for your time and effort.. Mashallah

What if one has everything one want in life? Looks, money, influence, power, women and almost everything one want in life? Well, yea, then it will make one more arrogant and invincible. Then what if one losses everything and on the street with nothing but the clothes one is wearing? How can I get everything back? I am Joe, the one who will stop at nothing. My employer Joe who I am sure had hardly seen me is in a mess. His family kind of kicked him out of his own inheritance and money. One thing I am ever thankful for Joe is for the way he treated his maids. He was generous. He helped me when no one else hired me. My gratitude is deep. When Joe spoke to me, I knew the least I can do is provide a home, until he fights back and get his own house. I am Zahra, the house maid at Joe's mansion and currently jobless. ********************************** Also read : A Flower From Heaven (Zahra) story of Billionaire Stuart and Zainab. From hate, to lust to love, story of Robert and Amira.

I am a bitch. I am. I drink, smoke, do drugs and whatever I like. No one is above me. I don't give a f*ck about weak people, I am self indulgent and most of all, I know who I am. What I am worth. The daughter of a business tycoon. I am extremely beautiful. Beautiful enough, I have crushed many hearts than I could count. Cross me and regret the day you live. Little did I know who I am will twist my fate. I am Liz Hunt. I am a refugee from Afghanistan. A drone killed everyone I once had, including my parents. Orphaned at the age of 14, my life has been a struggle. I work hard to survive. And if my parents have taught me one thing, and one thing alone, then it would be live with honor and dignity. And that's how a nightmare twisted my fate. I am Asad.

I am psychiatrist. I have been hired by one of the most dangerous prisons in the country to treat in mates with their trauma. Some of them are sentenced to life time in prison and others are for capital punishment. I come from a sheltered family. My entire life is sheltered and well planed. Then I met him, Steve. Who is he? Why is he here and why does he confess to a crime clearly he hasn't committed? And why does he look at me with hate , desire and very rarely with tenderness? And why does my heart betray me when I am with him?

I drink hard, I play hard, I f*ck hard and I thrive hard in everything I do. I am care free. I use women like toilet papers. I don't care who gets hurt and why they get hurt. And I proceed to live happily. But my problem started when a f*cking Muslim bitch came to live next door. I have to keep my music low because the bitch has to sleep, I have to keep my f*cking inside the apartment because she couldn't soil her eyes. Well, guess what? I don't. People don't mess with me for a reason and this bitch is about to find it out. I am Robert or Rob. Whatever you choose to call me. I need a break from life. My step father kicked me out of the house for refusing to marry the man he choose for me. That is least of my problems. My problem is Rob, the moron who play heavy metal music all night, make out in the open and does a lot of things that is making my life a difficult one. He is too dangerous. He can completely destroy me. Yet..... Can life be anything but cruel? I am Amira and I about to find out. ****************************** I set to destroy her yet I destroyed myself - Rob I meant to change him and became a changed woman - Amira ************************** Please also read "A flower From Heaven (Zahra)", the story of Zainab and Stuart, the billionaire. The rogue Assassin , story of Safia, the doctor and John who kill for a living.

I am a Zionist. Well, we all know what that means. I believe Palestinians are animals and should be slaughtered, since the promised land belong to Jews and Christians. My father is the one of the people who make decisions for the world. I am not a God fearing person or believe in God for that matter. I worship money and I have the power. My task right now is to wipe all Palestinians out of the land which they claim belongs to them. Well little do they know that power is me, and I am Brad Malroy. Raped, humiliated and abandoned , that is me Hayah Ahmed. Now payback time - not for me, but for the sake of my people who have been butchered over time. Our crime - being Palestinian. I face Brad Malroy for only one thing. To bring justice to my people, even if that mean I have to die in the process.

I am John, an assassin. It is fair to say I am one of the ruthless killers the world has ever seen. I am dangerous, merciless and everything bad. So it isn't arrogant when I say I am feared by all. I work for JR, the most powerful mafia godfather in the world. He wants something and I am about to get it for him, hook or crook. Little did I know this assignment would change me. For better or for worse, I don't know and I am about to find out. ***************************** I am a doctor. I save lives. I was brought up in an orphanage which the most ruthless man I have met - John, believe is mine. He is threatening me with starvation and rape if I don't handover a piece of land which belongs to the orphanage. But it is not mine to give and I will do anything, including face starvation and rape, if it means protecting generations of children to come. But then things change. Is it for better or worse? I don't know. I am Safia, and I am about to find out.