Du'a was born from a love hidden in shadows-a secret marriage between Alhaji Ahmad Sanusi and Firdausi, an Igala beauty whose life was cut short in a tragic accident when Du'a was barely two years old. With no other choice, Alhaji Ahmad brought his daughter into the grand household of his first wife, Ramatu, and his formidable mother, Hajiya Turai, whom everyone called Kaka. But instead of a home, Du'a found herself trapped in a cage of cruelty. Ramatu and Kaka despised her very existence, and her half-sister Bilkisu, jealous of Du'a's striking beauty, bullied her at every turn. Her father, torn between duty and weakness, could not shield her from their wrath. At fourteen, Du'a's fate took an even darker turn when Kaka reconnected with her childhood friend-Hajiya Aisha, the revered Queen Mother of the Kano Emirate. The Queen Mother, doting on her twin grandsons Ashraf and Arnaf, sought a wife for Arnaf, the troubled younger twin burdened with insomnia and mental affliction. Kaka, seizing the chance to rid herself of the girl she considered a burden, offered Du'a without hesitation. Thrust into marriage far too young, Du'a found herself in the palace, bewildered and childlike, struggling to understand a husband who was distant, cold, and broken. In her innocence, she often mistook his twin, the warm and playful Ashraf, for the man she had been forced to marry. Caught between palace intrigue, her husband's silent torment, and the dangerous stirrings of forbidden affection, Du'a must navigate a path where every step could either break her spirit-or awaken her destiny.

He looked at me with so much adoration in his eyes that made my stomach do double flips and my heart just melted. "I will shield you from all the harm in this world. I will make sure everyone accepts the shade of your skin and your brunette hair. You will never ever feel like you don't belong here anymore. You deserve to be happy like every princess. And you will forever be happy. I promise you this. " The tears were swimming at the brim of my eyes gently cascaded down my face just as he finished his sentence. I trusted him. I knew he meant it. And for the first time in my life,I was glad I was married to this man.

The life of a Soldier

Labarin Soyayya, Sadaukarwa, Yaudara, Tuggu da Makirci.

"Babu wanda ya ke tsallake kaddararsa a rayuwa Adda. Duk abunda kika ga ya faru dake to Allah ya riga ya rubuta tun kafin kizo duniyan nan. Hakuri zakiyi sai kuma kiyi Addu'a Allah ya baki ikon cin wannan jarabawar. Amma wannan al'amari rubutacce ne" . . Tunda take bata taba zaton haka zai kasance da ita a rayuwa ba. Wai abunda take jin labari a wajen mutane kuma take karantawa shine yake shirin faruwa da ita? . . . . A karo na biyu da zuciyarshi ta sake karyewa a sanadin so, baya tunanin kuma zai kara budeta da wannan niyyar. Sai dai me? . . Ku biyoni dan jin labarin Fareeha, da abubuwan da rayuwarta ta kunsa. .

A perfectly planned life; the prospect of living in the city as the wife of the most handsome man she or anyone in her village had ever seen. what happens when the life of an unsuspecting village girl is thrown into chaos as she faces the truth behind the glamour and excess of the city dwellers?

I suddenly froze not knowing what to do I just stood there watched him unable to talk or move or do anything. I looked at his blazing eyes turn darker and darker with anger and all of a sudden fear took over me I started shaking thinking of what will come after and then he sneered and his nose was flaring, at that point I was just waiting for him to smack me , it's all my fault I shouldn't have said those things to him I should have let it slide but I just had to open my stupid mouth and now he is going to kill me but then all of a sudden after what felt like eons he let go of the tight grip he had on my wrist and the anger in his eyes turned to contempt and then to that same uninterested look he wears all the time and then he turned and just walked away leaving me staring at his back like a dimwitd oaf " what the hell just happens" I heard the question being asked.

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