#1 in spiritual in 16/6/2019 Previously known as " My very own hijabi" Two young people finding shelter within each other from the world and its evils Jannah Mohamed is not your typical hijabi, she is an introvert, her traumatic past has turned her into the person she is today. Her senior year was supposed to be a regular year if it wasn't for a stupid bet. James Wayne is your typical filthy rich popular bully whose money and extreme good looks help him get away with everything he does. Jannah will teach him that he can't get everything he wants. What happens when two worlds collide?! Teaser " Because....because you like me, I know that you like me, but you are trying to suffocate your feelings, you are trying to bury them under the mountain of disappointments you have in your life, you are acting like you don't care, but you do care, very much actually, more than I can imagine, more than anybody can imagine, that's why you always try your best to hide it very Well, I know you care because I can see the spontanous smile that is drawn on your face once you see me, the luster in your eyes When you see me, I know this because I see myself in them, and this is the only reflection of myself that I like, that I love " he said, as tears kept playing at the corners of his eyes. I was speechless, my mind has betrayed me, I just stood there starring at him as he ran away, I couldn't even ask him to stop or come back for me, he just ran away, like a prey from a predator, and I felt guilty about it, he was my victim. High ranks: reached #12 in highschool in 12/6/2019 out of 219k #4 in nerd out of 29k #1 in spiritual in 16/6/2019 Not Cliche I promise👌, crowded with Plot twists, joyful moments and heartbreaks. You will laugh, cry and fall in love with the characters. Ps: It's a fictional story, don't take inspirations from it. Real love comes with marriage 👍. It's a story for all religions, races, and countries. You are all welcome.

COPY RIGHT 2020 { 1 on #Heels 1 on #wattpadbanters 3 on #nigerian 1 on #fulani 5 on #bosslady} Under estimated or rather just not seen fit to be successful as an Arewa young lady. And here is the irony, I was okay with the simple life I had until I was tossed into the world of Games and Cash where mischief and smart plans have to be your partners. I faced opponents who kicked back and relaxed thinking I'm nothing against them. If only they knew, What they all can do, I can do better.... And in HEELS. Humaira Baba Gana is a girl, trying to maneuver life while balancing between revenge, success, family and love. Will being in the spotlight be her guide or would it be a call to the wolves?

Having a crush is unhealthy What would you do if the other person felt the same? Or not? Or they just played with you and your feelings? Or do they actually love you? But everything in this world has been written long before we came into existence. You can't escape what's yours and it won't skip you. The INK HAS BEEN DRIED SINCE BEFORE YOU WERE BORN.

From the author of You, my Punishment and Have you..? 'Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn't possible have any direct correlation to one's happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It's really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.' I closed the page of my laptop and sighed. The things I've been reading were not helping me to have peace with myself. I looked in the corner of my room. It looked gorgeous. The blue balloon looked gorgeous. Blue stands for communication, for trust. For logic and for calm. Blue is thinking, light, sun, sky. But to me, blue has the worse inside. To me blue is cold. Blue has lack of emotion. Blue is unfriendly. It was never there for me. No one was. Blue looked gorgeous from the outside, but from the inside it was empty. Empty as my soul. Nila was having a battle inside of her. Her mind wasn't logical. Things never made sense. She was trying to find something, but always ended up with empty hands. She knew that there was a truth somewhere hidden in the world. She knew she would find it. She started receiving letters that was going to change that. But what she didn't know was how broken she would be when she finally found it. How many broken blue balloons will there be when she has finally peace with her mind, peace with her own yellow paint. ~ Islamic romance story. I warn you for the grammar mistakes.

Sequel - Mafia's Desire - is out on my profile now! The moment I approached his isolated mansion in the middle of the woods, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment he showed me the first hint of kindness, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment he first kissed me, I knew my life was forever changed. Arsenio Campione, leader of the Campione organized crime family, saved me, a broken girl who had escaped from a broken home. **** He moved up and sat on his knees between my legs. His hands gripped my hips. "I need you, Arsenio. Please," I begged. I knew he wanted this too, but he was hesitant. He wanted to make sure I was serious, and I was. I had never been so sure of anything. I wanted him. He tightened his hold on my bare hips. "I can't hold back anymore, Eloise. I need you, too." "I don't want you to hold back," I whispered against his lips. Disclaimer: I do not speak Italian. I translated English to Italian using Google Translate. Also, thanks @idemen-san for creating the cover!

"choose one Aamina"she quickly turned,looking directly at him without any fear,she whispered a "Menene? (What?)?. "Housewife or teacher?"he whispered back making her almost loose her balance.with fear,she shook her head whi,spering "No Amir,please danAllah" "Are you my wife?"Was all he asked her and she slightly gave a nod. "Then quit teaching and stay at home"He sternly said but she shook her head not knowing what to say. "I see there are alot of better jobs on earth Amina,i don't want you to teach anymore"He calmly explained. "I am chasing my dreams Amir"She yelled making him boil with anger. "That Haidar guy,na tsane shi(i hate him)"He said with gritted teeth. "Hai-hai-haidar?"she gulped down her saliva "Amir he is just 16 years old,he is just my student for Allah's sake"she yelled each word and he kept on staring at her. "You are quitting"He murmured and tried to leave but she held his arm. "Sweety please,i....."he eyed her making her shiver. "Don't sweet talk me,that haidar is dangerous"he yelled but she did not give up. "Ples....."He cut her off. "That Haidar loves you with no shame Amina,why can't you understand my reason?"he shouted. "Please,i......" "you are quitting and that's final"He pushed her and left the room. Meet Aamina Abubakar Tsafe,Daughter of billionaire Abubakar Aliyu tsafe,the owner of Ammar and mukhtar ventures........what happens when Aamina wants to chase her dreams but she was already trapped with her jealous billionaire husband,Amir mubammad misau and on the other hand,one of her students Haidar jibril manigi fell in love with her. STARTS:20/6/17....July 20,2k17.

Highest ranking: #1 in #Hausa as of 27th June, 2018 : #1 in #Nigerian as of 8th August, 2018 One promise, one favour plus a broken heart brings two people from entirely different worlds together. On one side is ordinary, young, naive and sweet Rukkayya while on the other hand is stupendously rich, refined and broken Ahmad. What could fate have in store for these two? Find out in Treasures and Thorns!

Step into the captivating world of 'Yasmin,' a poignant tale of love, betrayal, and redemption. When Yasmin's life collides with Fahad's through an arranged marriage, their connection ignites a whirlwind of passion and promise. But as their love blossoms, dark secrets from Fahad's past threaten to unravel their happiness. As they navigate the complexities of trust and forgiveness, 'Yasmin' unfolds as a gripping saga of love tested by adversity. Will their bond withstand the trials of fate, or will the echoes of the past tear them apart? 'Yasmin' is a riveting exploration of the power of love to heal and transform even the deepest wounds. Ranking: #37 in Spiritual 30th-July-2017

Highest rank: #20 on Islam Fatima Omar is the name. I look like I have it all,don't I? The enviable height,the flawless light skinned tone, the caramel hued cat like eyes,the straight nose and sexy pink lips with a voluptuous figure to match. Oh but that's not all of it. I am married to the Handsome, rich and charming Hussein Omar making me the envy of all the single and divorced ladies out there and occasionally,the married ones too. He's just too tempting to resist;a business mogul,philanthropist, a traditional ruler and all those other titles I don't care to mention made him the most beloved human in the society But not in my heart, at least, not anymore. This is my bittersweet story.

Sequel of "Claimed By Him Without Love" "Do you Mr. James Ashton, take Miss Liza Miller to be your wedded wife, to cherish in love and in friendship, in strength and in weakness, in success and in disappointment, to love her faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?" The Father asked me. "I do." I said without any doubt in my mind. "Do you, Miss Liza Miller, take Mr. James Ashton to be your wedded husband, to cherish in love and in friendship, in strength and in weakness, in success and in disappointment, to love him faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?" "No. I do not." WHAT THE F***!