Ku shiga ciki ku sha labari me dauke da Darussa kala kala

All right reserved © 2019 She was a slave without a choice Life without a freedom and Love without a destiny Meet moolah facing a life of a slavery at a young age of her life update once a week. ____ ©

Labari akan wata fanɗararriyar yarinya.

Romantic Love Story.

After Anya's marriage goes disastrously wrong, she is scarred with the memories and is more or less failing to deal with her marriage aftermath. Gossip plagues her, her past won't leave her alone and then there's also dealing with her own family. Anya simply isn't interested in another relationship. But when fate collides her with an old school crush, should she break the barriers of culture and take control of her own love story or are family ties more important? This is the story of one Muslim woman's journey as she deals with family, expectations and the marriage aftermath...

Ariana Adams isn't who she says she is. Running from the very people who were supposed to protect her, she has been forced to give up everything she knows and become someone else. A few years later things are looking up, seemingly normal and then, some of her rules for life begin breaking; especially when the gorgeous, intelligent yet stubborn Aidan Jones comes sauntering into her life. Aidan Jones isn't who he says he is. He isn't someone who believes in falling in love, nor sympathising with those who break the law. But things begin to change when he meets Ariana, the woman he likes to call the ice queen. However, with Ariana having to watch her every step and Aiden with his own deadly secrets, is it possible to live and love again?

Highest Ranking is 4th in Muslimah "where did you come from?" He says as they both stare at me. "Wallahi I don't know where I come from, the only thing I remember was waking up in the woods like this" why can't I remember anything else, the moment they heard me say that I heard them laugh. "You may be hot, but one thing I don't like and that is liars, get up we are taking you to the Leader" he says as he grabs hold of my shoulder and jolts me up. "I am not lying I can't seem to remember how I came here or who I even am" I try to give them my most sincere look so that they could believe me but all they did is forcefully tie my hands in front of me as they lead me to their leader. "Then what do you remember?" Although I could tell he didn't believe he still felt the need to asked. I couldn't answer his question straight away as I was trying to think of anything that I could remember. After a while of thinking I finally gained only one piece of knowledge that I hope is helpful. "That I'm a Muslim."

Ta tafka babban kuskure a rayuwarta... Shin zata iya gyara wannan kuskuren ko kuwa??

A muslim love story about a lady called minal who 's world comes crashing as her love life takes a drastic turn and how the cruelest of hearts come melting on her new journey to discovering her new self and if she would ever come to love again.

He is the only son of the king Heir to the throne The most selfish and arrogant man you'll ever come across When he speaks everyone listens....... Then there she is, An innocent orphan Forced to be a maid in the palace But that is not her deepest story.............. A story of two different people who hated each other at first sight but only one has the right to show physical hatred towards the other, But what happens when one starts developing feelings for the other? Could it be one sided? Or will they go head over heels for each other? * * "What is your name" he asked sounding so angry "Jadwa" I answered trembling because his voice sounded like tunder to my ears "Open your mouth and reply me with words when i speak to you and how dare you stand when i am standing" he shouted sounding louder then before walking closer to me * * * Just a sneak peak of what to expect HE IS ROYALTY AND SHE IS JUST A PALACE MAID BUT WAS SHE REALLY MEANT TO BE JUST A PALACE MAID? Follow me through the journey of JADWA and SULTAN............. This is a Hausa/English novel, so there will be a-lot of hausa and English mixtures 😁😁😁😁😁 Happy reading