All Nainah Omar ever felt for him was pure, unfiltered hatred. Every encounter ended the same way - sharp words, heated arguments, or her dumping responsibilities on him out of spite, leaving him confused... and strangely amused. She never tried to understand him. She never wanted to. What Nainah didn't know was that he wasn't one. There were two of him. And she unluckily kept colliding with the wrong twin. The innocent one. The bearer of her anger. The man who paid for wounds he never caused. Fresh out of a relationship that had chipped away at her peace, Nainah wanted nothing more than simplicity. Grounded in faith, and shaped by an Arewa upbringing, she had learned to love restraint, dignity, and a life far away from noise. Though she came from wealth, she rejected the spotlight - fiercely. Until her world shifted. The day she discovers the truth - that they are twins, and not just any twins, but two of the richest and most eligible bachelors in town - her carefully guarded heart begins to crack. One twin was calm, patient, and quietly enduring-easy in his kindness, steady in his presence. The other was nonchalant to the point of cruelty. Cold. Provoking. Always in her space, always testing the fragile edges of her self-control And as hatred begins to blur into something dangerously close to love, Nainah is forced to confront more than just her feelings - she must face her healing, her faith, and the fear of falling again. Can the heart always remain halal when temptation refuses to leave? This is a story of loss, pain, and quiet healing, of love born from resentment, and of a woman torn between two identical faces... and two very different hearts.

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.

#1 in Bokoharam 19/5/2021 #1 in Borno 7/12/2020 #1 in Abuja, 7/12/2020. #1 on Terrorism, 7 July, 2019. #1 in Arewa. 1st January, 2019. #2 in Fulani. 20th December, 2018. #2 in SPRITUAL. 26th November, 2018. #4 in ProjectNigeria. 15th November, 2018. #7 in Nigeria. 24th June, 2018. Azizah Yusuf is not your ordinary Arewa lady. At twenty-five and still unmarried, she has experienced more than one could ever endure in a life time -the brutalities of war, pain, grief, and heartbreak. Having fled from the war-ridden North-Eastern Nigeria, she and her parents are forced to start life from the scratch in one of the capital city's Area Councils. Despite how professional she appears to be, her past still hunts her and her only life goal is to live a peaceful life. Suraj Ahmad Suraj, an aristocratic medical doctor, has everything he has ever dreamt of. A good job, wealth, and a beautiful fiancée to show off. Though he has his own personal battles, he believes his life is quite perfect. This little perfection, however, was marred when a plain, yet sophisticated 'refugee' woman steps in, and forced Suraj to do a double take at his life. Despite their differences and the little resentment they hold against each other, Suraj and Azizah are forced to work together; both of them however, unaware, unprepared, and unexpectant of the adventures, challenges, as well as the tragedy that lay ahead of them... Not your everyday Wattpad story!