Amina Abubakar Gamɓaki thought freedom would come the day she walked away from her abusive marriage. Instead, she's faced with a new kind of battle, single motherhood, the threat of losing her children, and the weight of scars no one else can see. Love is the last thing she's searching for; safety is all she wants. Salis Bugaje has built an empire from silence and discipline. Since losing his wife, he's locked his emotions away, convinced that marriage can only ever be duty, not love. But when family pressure forces his hand, he agrees to a marriage of convenience with Amina... only to discover she is the doctor he holds responsible for his wife's death. What begins as an arrangement quickly turns into a collision of secrets, grief, and unexpected sparks. Caught between mistrust and the fragile hope of healing, Amina and Salis must decide: will they keep running from the past, or dare to rebuild a future, together?

Ibrahim Nasir Habeebu Muhammad. A very competent doctor, also prince of kano emirate who is not interested in sitting on the throne at all, but when the king is murdered and he realizes he has to take charge and not allow the bad people rule, he has a change of heart. Fadimatu Usman Halilu. A young farmer, from a wealthy family who has lost her mother and has only her brothers and father and the farm has nothing to lose, everything every girl dreams but does not see this. She meets a prince and her very cool life takes a turn and she has to adjust her wild life to a princessy one.

I'm India ... India Love the " famous little sister of 7 " everybody knows how I came to be if u don't read my thoughts and you will find out BUT ! this isnt going to be about how I came to be its about how I met my Love... August Anthony Alsina .... and where we are today after a year ( others will have an POV even though it's me telling my story ) oh .. & please if you are not 16 or older click the back bottom because these are my thoughts and well ..... it's not kid friendly ... if u read anyways just don't try these things at home

"Daada, Maama; Did I for once told you what I want? You've always chosen what to wear for me, what I should eat, where I should go, even the environment I should stay in. Isn't that enough for you to grant my only wish?. It's okay if you don't want to, I might have been a burden on you. I'm sorry," with that, she sprinted to her room, locked it and broke into tears, ignoring their knockings. * "I think I will let you to study abroad,but only under one condition; you have to get married; for I couldn't let you there all by yourself," Daada spoke haltingly, hoping she wouldn't agree, but her answer made his hope vanished. "It's okay, Daada, who's the guy? And have you started processing my admission?" She asked, a wide grin plastered on her face, not caring about the marriage thing, she thought it was all a threat. "It's Sadeeq, Alhaji Mustapha's son. But he studies in Qatar, that means you will also study there," Daada encapsulated, his face deviod of emotion. Ihsan looked up at Daada, and wanted to bellow out the words, but they came out as a whisper "Daada..you mean Sadeeq? He's just 19 years old. How would I marry him? Who will take care of who? Uhm Daada?" She slurred, tears rolling down her cheeks. "He is. And would take good care of your health. What's there in marrying him? Isn't he a man?" Daada inquired. "There is; it's just a one year gap between us. And he isn't a man in my eyes," she reprimanded and broke into tears. _____ What would happen to Ihsan? Would she agree on studying abroad? Fighting for her health, at the same time marrying the guy she looks down onto? As she would always avow "It'sjust a one year gap." It would be a hilarious roller coaster ride. Tag along. Your's always__AYSHATOU.

Destiny at fault In life of sarah bukar. Raped,pregnant,scorned,used,confused and cought up in mixed feeling of true love and loyalty. #sarah bukar #mahfudlingard #yazeedAttah

Tuntuben harshe yafi tuntuben kafa zafi,na kafa saurin warkewa yake,na harshe kuwa saurin illa ta mutum yake har karshen rayuwar sa.... #Nadra mahmud #Asad #Azad #carmila obasi campbells

"Never let your best friend become your enemy"...that was my abbus last words before he left the world.Am a perfect girl,with a perfect heart i secrifice alot witout expecting returns.In this world they are two main life directors,the push or pull factors,surely one is good one is bad, both are necessity.BUT my necessity was meeting him,who is he?the royal prince of persia.a bonified brigadier general of USMC. As a wife, sister, or maid that only my destiny will tell.... #Bahiyya Ahmed #khaldun sa'ood #junnut

Yar cikin aminiyarta ta aure mata miji... komin nisan jifa kasa zai fado,haka ma komin nisan dare gare zai waye,qaddara zanen ubangiji ne ayayin da shi mugunta da jahilci kirkiran mutum ne...find out what happen when the unxpected meet the expected. #JUD #Daddy Aliyu #hajiya Ramat

Labari ne akan sadaukarwa ku tsunduma cikin littafin danjin cakwkiyar da take ciki

"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".