A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019

[UNDER EDITING] BASED ON A HAUSA LIFESTYLE. --- "Too bad you're mine and you have no choice but to stick with me" --- Umar Kashim is rich, and from how he is portrayed, arrogant too! Hameeda on the other hand is his opposite. Cheerful and well mannered, but does not take any nonsense that comes her way! So what happens when their opposite worlds collide? Will their heavy dislike towards each other turn into LOVE? Well it is said that opposites do attract! Find out in 'MINE'. --- Story Rankings #1 in Nigeria out of 1,000+ stories #1 in Umar out of 43 stories #4 in wattpadstories out of 1,000+ stories #13 in Discovery out of 1,000+ stories #43 in Muslim out of 1,000+ stories #69 in wattpad out of 1,000+ stories #210 in Relationship out of 1,000 stories #960 in Hausa out of 1,000+ stories

What happens when you fall in love with your best friends boyfriend and decide to become his side chick? You know it's degrading, unconventional and by all means wrong but you go for it anyway because you believe he's the one. *** Zansi K Ortiz is your outstanding, curvaceously attractive, and curious, and most of all single girl, best friends with Nafisa whom introduces her to Malik. Now normally Hausa Muslim men would not be her type, being 'reserved and modest' but this one defies the norms and ends up seducing her. He had the perfect charisma, looks and sexual drive to ward her conscience away and twist her whole demeanor making her obsessive and codependent, like a pawn on his palm, bending over backwards for him even in a literal manner. Does she deserve the true love she longs for herself? Will she get a sense of clarity when his true colors begin to cast or will it be far more complicated when true colors form to genuine feelings?