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.

She lost her family to a violent attack, and the love that should have saved her nearly destroyed her. Aisha always believed in soulmates and forever families until the night her world shattered. She lost everything: her sister, her home, and her dignity, stripped by the one she thought she loved. Now haunted by pain and scars no one can see, Aisha fights to hold onto the pieces of herself while battling memories that won't stay buried. When she finally meets the one meant for her, she guards her heart fiercely, for men have already scarred and broken her life too deeply. But what happens when she lets him love her the way she deserves? Can love truly heal what the past tried to destroy or will those horrors come crashing back to claim her again? Copyright © 2025 Fatimatu Batagarawa. All rights reserved.

"A ganinka wannan shine adalcin da zakayi min, matsayina na matarka amma idan zakayi kwanciyar aure dani sai dai kayi min fyaɗe, wannan wace irin azabtarwa ce, ni ba zan taɓa hanaka haƙƙin ka na aure ba, amma muguntar da kake min ta isa haka, likita ya tabbatar min da cewa gabana yana gab da ruɓewa. Zayyan ka tausaya min ka riƙa sassauta min, ina son in ɗanɗana daɗin soyayya kafin in mutu." Labarin Amatul-ahad wadda ta taso cikin maraicin uwa, kuma tayi auren jeka nayi ka, wanda ta gwammace gara zaman gidan ubanta akan gidan mijinta, labarine daya faru a gaske, labarine mai cike da ɗumbin darussa musamma ga wanda basu yawaita ambaton Allah a lamarunsu.

In a world of minimal opportunities and low resources, Subhi Razaq manages to secure a paid internship in one of the most prestigious hospitals in Nigeria. Although this hospital is owned by an enemy of the past, Subhi has no choice but to apply because of the financial constraints her family is facing. She meets Imran, a co-worker at Heritage hospital, and they begin their journey of a fast paced romance. Things started looking rosy in their relationship until Subhi found out that Imran is not who she thought him to be. Will Subhi choose love over family when she learns of Imran's true identity? Or will her family prevail over everything else?

Zazzafar shari'a ce a cikinsa, wacce take kunshe da rikici da tashin hankali. Me ya sa rashin 'yancin kai ya yi yawa a wannan zamanin? Me ya sa talaka yake ba a bakin komai ba? Fyade, kisan kai tamkar kiyashi. Babu abin da littafin Wata Shari'a bai kunsa ba. Ku shigo daga ciki a yi tare da ku. Ku biyo Amrah a cikin labarin Wata Shari'a, inda za mu shiga cikin rayuwar Ummima da babbar kawarta Gentle. Ehem ehem! Lets go!

The Yuan Dynasty has fallen, and the Ming Dynasty begins. The concubines of the young Emperor Yu's harem are more than just pretty faces to decorate the halls. They are to be whatever he wishes of them; lovers, mothers, friends, advisers, toys. But most importantly, they are his pawns. cover by @lemvnade currently on hold for further research historical fic 96 ( 10.6.16 )

TO LISTEN TO THE AUDIOBOOK OF THE LAST NECROMANCER FOR FREE check out my YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/@cjarcherauthor For five years, Charlotte (Charlie) Holloway has lived as a boy in the slums. But when one theft too many gets her arrested, her only means of escape lies with a dead man. Charlie hasn't raised a spirit since she first discovered she could do so five years ago. That time, her father banished her. This time, she brings even more trouble upon herself. People are now hunting Charlie all over London, but only one man succeeds in capturing her. Lincoln Fitzroy is the mysterious head of a secret organization on the trail of a madman who needs a necromancer to control his newly "made" creatures. There was only one known necromancer in the world - Charlotte - but now there appears to be two. Lincoln captures the willful Charlie in the hopes the boy will lead him to Charlotte. But what happens when he discovers the boy is in fact the young woman he's been searching for all along? And will she agree to work for the man who held her against her will, and for an organization she doesn't trust? Because Lincoln and his ministry might be just as dangerous as the madman they're hunting.

*****New chapters on Fridays**** The Queen of Joseon born from a family of nobility raised in propriety, desperate for the love of the king and a woman from a middle-class family whose beauty captivates the heart and mind of the King. They start in an epic tug of war over the heart of a man, the people of the nation and ultimately the throne. Who will win? And who will be the one who loses everything?

"NO!" I pull at his hand, trying to restrain it from hitting the glass. He can't break it! "Please, don't!" I cry out, only to be thrown across the room, my body colliding with the wall. My only way home, my only chance to see the world I love and know. And just like that, his fist collides with the mirror, the glass shattering to the ground as I scream. Tears begin to fall as I scream at him, watching as he approaches me like a predator, his hands bloody, his eyes turning black. I'm trapped here, forever. And he couldn't be more happy.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake