A battle of love between two people of different world. One is used to having a social and stable life and the other has to work hard in other to have a normal life. " hey Mr, are you stupid or what? If you know you are sick why not go to the hospital. If I wasn't driving a Range Rover my car would have had a scratch at the front . Take your stupid container out of my face, now I'm late for work all because of you. " I shouted at him and people around came closer to see what was the commotion all about and I don't give a damn that I insulted this low life, he deserves it. All this while, he only look stunned at my outburst, I hissed at him and turn to walk away but the stupid man held my arm in a strong hold . He look like he wants to strangle me " Don't ever talk to me like that. I repeat, don't ever shout at me" he angrily gritted out at me and at the same time, his hold on my arm tighten. It really hurt. "Just because, you're privileged to have fancy cars doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that, you spoilt brat. It's people like you that made people like us insult the rich " he shake his head in some worth like pity, for me? . I just look shock at him. How dare this low life insult me like this in public? " if you think you'll be respected just because you are high and mighty, then sweetheart you're wrong. No one would give you the respect you deserve if you don't change this stupid attitude of yours" I slap him right at the face with my other hand. Ride with me to the journey of love between Rahma and sadiq.

NOT YOUR ORDINARY MUSLIM LOVE STORY TWO SISTERS LIKING THE SAME GUY?. THE PROPOSAL BEING FOR ELDEST BUT HE WANTS THE YOUNGEST READ AND FIND OUT WHO ACTUALLY ENDS UP WITH HIM, IF THAT WERE TO EVER HAPPEN BECAUSE I FORGOT TO MENTION THIS TO YOU HIS GRANDMOTHER WANTS HIM MARRIED TO A FAMILY FRIEND(WHERE DOES THAT LEAVE THE TWO SISTERS??), AND YOU KNOW HOW GRANDMOTHERS CAN GET?. AND LET ME NOT FORGET HIS SIDE CHICK BUSINESS PARTNER WHO THINKS SHE ALREADY HAS HIM PS; HE'S NOT READY TO GET MARRIED ENJOY??

Picture a situation were two people live together although they hate each other. Why? Because he is forced to marry a girl he doesn't know even after he loves someone else while she agreed so that she could save her father from bankruptcy. Now they have to go through hell together. He hates her. She hates him and they have to live together. Just not in harmony. Book by: @Winterbearz

Jannah Uthman, a determined twenty-one-year-old, is on a relentless quest for justice for her deceased sister, a mission fueled by grief and the desire for retribution. As she delves deeper into the investigation, she crosses paths with Abdullah Abubakar Daggash, a brilliant state prosecutor known for his sharp intellect and unwavering commitment to the law. Abdullah, often referred to as "Sheikh," is drawn to Jannah's passion and resilience, and he becomes her unexpected ally in the fight for justice. However, as their professional relationship deepens, Jannah finds herself grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. The lines between vengeance and love blur, forcing her to confront her own motivations and desires. As they navigate a web of legal battles and personal turmoil, Jannah must decide whether to embrace the healing power of love or to succumb to her thirst for vengeance. With the stakes higher than ever, will she find the strength to let go of the past and choose a future with Abdullah, or will her pursuit of justice consume her entirely? CROSSROADS OF THE HEART

Copyright© 2019. All rights reserved. [#2 in Malik/Othman series] [can be read separately] Mehr; Moon... Mehr, a teenage girl with so many wild dreams. The goody two shoes but also egoistical person yet the best person you can ever come across. She has her life all planned over a box of pizza, a soda and her best friend while on movie marathon, but never thought that everything will get ruined just one night; her brothers' dinner party. Everything changed, but is it for the better or worst? Find out the rest in Mehr. She is among those people that always look forward to seeing their dreams come true. She didn't give up or, her husband didn't let her give up when those dreams started going downhill. She never thought she would get married so early leaving her dreams behind. It was such a long ride... Taken Down but can be found through this link (in my bio) in a website called SofaNovel, hope you'll follow it there and comment also. Thank you... No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.

Airah is spoiled, pampered, and living a life of luxury-but despite all that, she's a good girl at heart. After graduating from school, she's determined to give back to her parents, providing for them just as they did for her. Her dream? To work at the biggest and most prestigious company in Abuja: RK Group of Companies. But the path to her dream is complicated by Areef Ridwan Kasheem, the arrogant, cruel, and heartless heir to the company. He's everything Airah despises-ruthless, with little tolerance for incompetence or laziness. Areef believes there's no such thing as poverty; that you're only poor if you choose to be. When their worlds collide, will Airah's dreams come true, or will she be crushed under Areef's cold, unrelenting nature?

Highest ranking: #1 in #Hausa as of 27th June, 2018 : #1 in #Nigerian as of 8th August, 2018 One promise, one favour plus a broken heart brings two people from entirely different worlds together. On one side is ordinary, young, naive and sweet Rukkayya while on the other hand is stupendously rich, refined and broken Ahmad. What could fate have in store for these two? Find out in Treasures and Thorns!

"Anee place your hand here" he said using his index finger to point to his chest and I slowly place my hand there feeling his heartbeat in fast motion.. A mixture of happiness and live with pure ever after. "What do you feel?" He asked "Your heart beating extremely fast" "That's my life with you inside" he smiles sending shivers down my spine. "Without me your heart will still be beating.." I challenge confuse. "But Ahmaad will be nothing but a walking dead. . ." *** *** This is not your predictable story. it's a long journey with Ahmaad and Haneesa as the lead, a journey of love and mushiness, it's spicy and hot and you won't know what will hit you. Keep the tissue close by. All rights reserved! Cover by: Hijabifemenist

He needed help She helped him He needed guidance She guided Him He needed love She loved him He was lost She found him She was broken He mended her She cried He wiped her tears She was in pain He was her cure She was lost He found her ......................

"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".