Nabeel, a renowned billionaire in his late twenties. Handsome and dashing as ever, yet mysterious. He's the perfect man every girl dreams of, but he has his own dark secrets unknown to the world. Ever since 'The Incidence' he has never been the same. Until when he met her...Noori, the naive and sweet 20 year old. she came crashing in his life without even knowing what she was in for. Will she be able to help Nabeel to his old self, or will she lose herself in his darkness? Read to find out😉! Cliché💖 I'm so crappy at descriptions and its my first book! So hope you'll give it a chance😁. .....xxoxo. Love ❤

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

Salamatu smiled and scoffed, her signature evil gesture. This was not the first time her husband Mallam Garba was bringing a new wife into their home and she was sure it's not going to be the last, but what she was most certain about is that, this new wife, just like the 18 others that left before her, would not live to tell the story in Garba's house. A dramatic polygamous household, awestruck and humor filled rollercoaster.

"Your father used to beat me up, that's all I have to say." She is young and beautiful, He is old and hateful. She has a promising future, He has made a promise to destroy that future. Cruelly pulled away from the loving arms of her young lover, Fatima is tossed to the nasty feet of an old husband who treats her like junk. Forced to sacrifice the man she loves to save her family's life, she treads carefully and do as she's told. True! Her husband was the devil himself, but what about her father? Has she been living with a more dangerous one all her life? All she's ever believed in is proving to be lies atop the other. Who are you to trust when you find yourself behind bar for murder, days after childbirth? She's Fatima and the man who's supposed to love and protect her? He's her personal Satan! This is in no way your expected love story. #6 in Nigeria #1 in wattpad banters as at 30/11/18 #9 in projectnigeria Winner of the Antty's award 2017 ••••••••••• Beautiful cover made by KingMoha

Disclaimer ***Before you start, this book is now just a preview, don't ask about the rest of the book. It will be available in prints in sha Allah. Not on wattpad*** Scrolling down her phone, Zeena was reading her message log, when suddenly she stopped at a particular one that sent her heart racing, sending shivers down her spine. She almost dropped the phone. Not that she'd not seen odd messages before but this one, in particular, brought her world crashing; because she'd never seen this message before, how would it be that she was the person that sent it? How could she not remember ever writing this message? The words, the contents all didn't make sense. Her head started spinning and she felt light headed, her knees became weak like melted rubber. Before she knew what was happening she felt herself collapsing...

When two best friends fall in love with the same girl , would their friendship still matter or would they fall out to chase their love ? Read to find out....

Here is a girl who is confident about about all her acts and being, whose presence commands respect, whose aura screams respect, who doesn't take shit from nobody, who doesn't need anyone's help nor pity to survive.... That girl is Maryam Waheeda Ishaq Muhammad Fulbe. But behind the cold curtain lies a past she's dreaded all her life, a past which she has to face and overcome it, a past which brought her walls almost crashing down. Join me as I tell you the untold story of Maryam.

I am standing by the road side waiting impatiently for a cab when suddenly I heard a loud screech, I turned my head to the direction. Okay that was a reflex, I didn't even know when I turned towards the direction. Oh why is the car moving backwards. And now the car is parked right beside me. Why is the driver stopping here, this is very awkward .Let me turn and see who the person is. Oh my Allah, masha Allah he is very handsome wow, but why is he coming towards me, no, no, please no. " Assalamualaykum " I heard from the direction, okay now let me act cool, " Wa'alaikumussalam"i replied " it's a very quiet street overhere, and you look like you are in a hurry, but I don't think you'll be getting a cab anytime soon " he smiled a charming smile, taking cabs is something I really don't fancy but I didn't want him to think I was being flirty by asking him to take me. " sooo. .... " I paused " what are you suggesting? "

#25 in Mystery/ thriller "You are here only to bear me a child" He said furiously. "A child" she paused "In sha Allah I will give you that child" She turned and left him, alone with his fury. She did bear him a child, one whom all cherished. A child he loved more than himself, a child who loved him equally. But in a world of corruption and shady games of politics, a world where even the most innocent souls have that little secret would it be possible to keep the ones you love, to save the dear lives of the one that matter the most. This is a love story unlike any other. This is the love story of a father and a daughter, the bond between Zahra and Sahabi. What happens when one is taken out of the picture?

I have met a girl and through her I have seen a world entirely different from mine. A world I never knew existed " I flipped the next paper her words having caught my interest. She's the most beautiful girl I have ever seen with the most prettiest eyes. Not because she looks better than the rest of the girls but because she is different. She has a beautiful soul. Her eyes have seen a lot yet she smiles a lot. but, behind her smiles held great pains. She acts like a fire ball but deep down she's a softie. She's tough, she's strong but deep down, hidden beneath somewhere in her there is vulnerability. This is her story. I call it THE DIARY OF AN ANGEL I stared at the words. I read it again for the second time. This first diary belongs to my sister. And this one seems to be a story of another girl. I returned her diary to the box and picked up that of the Angel. I walked into my room closing the door behind me. Forgetting all my marriage problems which is going to happen whether I like it or not. I opened the diary and began reading.