"Daada, Maama; Did I for once told you what I want? You've always chosen what to wear for me, what I should eat, where I should go, even the environment I should stay in. Isn't that enough for you to grant my only wish?. It's okay if you don't want to, I might have been a burden on you. I'm sorry," with that, she sprinted to her room, locked it and broke into tears, ignoring their knockings. * "I think I will let you to study abroad,but only under one condition; you have to get married; for I couldn't let you there all by yourself," Daada spoke haltingly, hoping she wouldn't agree, but her answer made his hope vanished. "It's okay, Daada, who's the guy? And have you started processing my admission?" She asked, a wide grin plastered on her face, not caring about the marriage thing, she thought it was all a threat. "It's Sadeeq, Alhaji Mustapha's son. But he studies in Qatar, that means you will also study there," Daada encapsulated, his face deviod of emotion. Ihsan looked up at Daada, and wanted to bellow out the words, but they came out as a whisper "Daada..you mean Sadeeq? He's just 19 years old. How would I marry him? Who will take care of who? Uhm Daada?" She slurred, tears rolling down her cheeks. "He is. And would take good care of your health. What's there in marrying him? Isn't he a man?" Daada inquired. "There is; it's just a one year gap between us. And he isn't a man in my eyes," she reprimanded and broke into tears. _____ What would happen to Ihsan? Would she agree on studying abroad? Fighting for her health, at the same time marrying the guy she looks down onto? As she would always avow "It'sjust a one year gap." It would be a hilarious roller coaster ride. Tag along. Your's always__AYSHATOU.

The lives of Maryam, Yusuf, Zainab and Abdallah. How are they connected? Read to find out! * #1 in Arewa #1 in Muslim #1 in Maryam #1 in Zainab #1 in Yusuf #1 Abdallah #3 in Nigerian The first few chapters of this story are a little bit cringy and I must admit, poorly written so read at your own risk! But as you go on, I promise my writing gets better so come along and join me on this journey!

Salem Salvatore the daughter of Damon Salvatore and a woman who Damon loved but didn't know she was a witch. Salem is a Hybrid and everyone wants to meet her once the word gets out that she was turned into a vampire and the blood reacted differently and she became a witch also. The thing is she doesn't know shes one until Klaus comes to break the curse.

Does it take someone 600 years before they realize they're in love? What happens if you walk amongst monsters and demons? When, where, and how do you tell the difference between good and bad? This is a story that goes back so long ago that it could be called a tale as old as time. Notice: this story has been discontinued

*BOOK ONE IN THE ALL THAT GLITTERS TRILOGY Walking out of an abusive marriage 'unscathed', Khadijah thought that was her salvation, the end of her suffering but the years of silent pain proved just how human she truly was and emotions was not something she could shut down. Instead, She fought and restored all her broken pieces....or what was left of them, but like the scars forever imprinted on her, the pain had become a part of her. She destroyed everything that had to do with that painful life but she couldn't destroy herself, the biggest reminder of the pain she went through so she changed, for her sanity she remolded herself, her REBIRTH, soon she realized everything good comes with a sacrifice, she was her sacrifice. First it was the confidence in her steps, the fight in her hooded eyes, and the pain behind her smile, if there was any indication from her stance, it was that she was different and with difference comes challenge. The difference was what drew him and how much of a challenge she was and he never backs out from a challenge. He wanted-no, needed to see the person behind the strong façade she puts up, besides every successful person had a back story and he wont stop till he knows hers. Join khadijah in her journey to rebirth or re-rebirth.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

. . . . . The man took her to a small office downstairs. It seemed he was the owner of the hotel, given how well he knew his way around. She sobbed quietly, her sister's betrayal hurting more than Halima's beating. Today, she had to find out that her sister had no heart. "Take this," the mysterious man passed her an ice pack. "Use it on the swelling." She took it from him. "Thanks." The man studied her. She looked so young. What was a young lady like her doing in a hotel while her mates were in school? The man wondered. Women of today have no shame at all. "What were you thinking?" he asked. "Excuse me?" she asked, cocking a brow. "What were you thinking when you followed that man to the hotel? Don't you have any shame?" "Stop it. Stop talking as if you know the whole truth. You don't even know half of the story, but you're already judging," she said. He cackled. "Oh, really? What I witnessed is enough for me. You sell your body for money. It's as simple as that." "Shut up!" "The truth hurts, right? Next time, you should think before repeating the same mistake." "Please shut up!! Please," she broke into tears. It hurts a lot. Now she's the prostitute. People will laugh at her if they come to watch the videos some people took. "Okay," he raised his hands up in surrender. "I want to go home," she stood up. "I can send my driver to drop you if you want." "No, thank you. Wouldn't want part two to repeat itself," she said sarcastically. "Thanks for the ice, anyway." A story about two sisters fighting for their rights. A secret they've sworn to keep from the world. One of these sisters has to take the blame for the other sister's wrongdoing, and there's no way this innocent sister can speak the truth. No one would believe her, except one man.

Labeebah Sheriff, known as 'BeebahShe' in the south and simply 'Beebah' in the north is your girl-next-door actress, likes to hide indoors but has enough vanity to see herself grace the screens. When tragedy strikes, Labeebah isn't surprised because to her, what could be more tragic that having an unsupportive partner? So she plunges herself harder into her work and leaves him to his antics. But how does she deal when she ends up in a wheelchair and has only her thoughts for company? What will she do? How will she even let light come back to her life? Misfortunate is Labeebah's fate. ***** The writing is beautiful and flows effortlessly well, I love the main character and this is one book I look forward to reading every chapter of. ****Halima Aliyu; author Flawed Souls****

Highest Ranking: #1 in chick-lit for more than 60 days :) [Blurb] "I clearly warned you before the marriage, you can't treat her like this! you said you love her-" "Not anymore, I don't even want to look at her." I cut across Sachin angrily. I was still half-drunk. "That's why you are the biggest loser in this world Nivin, nobody can help you if you keep doing this to yourself." Sachin sounded furious. "She planned everything to destroy me!" "If you think Riya would do something to hurt you, I don't have anything to talk to you!" "Don't talk like you know everything, Sachin, she knew everything before the marriage, but she kept it from me!" "And why did she do it? Did you even give her a chance to explain?" he asked me, "I saw the CCTV footage Nivin, She was following you, trying to explain and you nearly ran over her in the parking lot-" "Shut up, Sachin, shut the hell up-" "Hear me out you heartless jerk, she waited for you in that apartment for 48 hours, not even taking a drop of water, in that same chair, waiting for you, Nivin Aldrick, she's now unconscious, still in the emergency room, I hope you are happy." I froze then, my mind going blank. The words affected me more than it should and part of me felt the pain. Jeez! she betrayed me and I am still worried about her! ~~~ family? For Riya, who is brought up by the orphanage, it's the most precious dream. For her, a family is a group of people who will stand by you in all situations. And for Nivin, the heir of Aldrick corporation, it's where the most poisonous people in his life is at, it's where the twisted and calculated mind games start from. While Riya would do anything to get a family, Nivin would do anything to get out of it. Can Riya prove to him that love does exist in the world? Can she succeed in opening the cold heart of Nivin Rosh James aldrick? ------------ **A story of love, Friendship, Family, and of course adventure with lots of twists & turns and a HAPPY ENDING!!!**

Prince of Werewolf's, Alto August Nolan has been searching for his life mate for years, traveling all around the world. The 'Dark' prince soon gives up though when his search comes up empty- and returns to attend the Blue Moon Ceremony. *~*~*~*~* Because of her past Fayette is an omega within her pack. Sealing away her darkness, Fayette resolves to 'be the sun'. Alpha Bruno decides to take her and several omega's to help with the Blue Moon Ceremony. *~*~*~*~* What will happen when these two finally meet? The Dark Prince and the Sun. Will pride get in the way? Or will love turn into ashes? Fate has more in store for them than they will ever know. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved