Why are some people always in my dreams, staring at me and calling me with a strange name. I think something is fishy.

One Number Dialed wrong. Could it have been a coincidence? Nah, i would preferably stick to fate. Amirah Adamu Bawa, the well known daughter of His excellency Alhaji Adamu Bawa, the well respected Governor of Bauchi State and Hajiya Nafisah Hamza, a daughter to the Emir of Katagum, Bauchi state finds herself interacting with a stranger over the phone. One thing leads to another and a scandal gets formed. 0o0 "You don't know. You can't predict the future" "Let's not beat around the bush and deceive ourselves but I don't see you in my future" I laughed incredulously, tears were threatening to escape now, making my eyes sting but I was never a weakling and I won't start being one over his hurtful words. Not now, not ever. "You better start seeing me in it because there's no where I'm going. We'll live together, share a room, share a bathroom, inhale in each other's scents, share our stories, you'll be someone's Father and I, Amirah Bawa will be their mother. I'll be in every sentence, in every line of your life's story one way or the other" "You're dreaming" He spat "hopelessly" he added with a mock smile. "No" I shook my head again "You're the one who's dreaming because look around you, we just finished taking the pictures that will inform the world of our impending nuptials" "Impending doom more like" He cut through my words with a sarcastic remark. "I learn to embrace what life throws at me" I taunted. His eyes clasped tightly with mine, he was so mad that his fury reflected in his gaze. They were so dark I thought I was going to pee on my self. "You can't embrace the misery I'll bring with me" With each step Kamal took I felt myself pressing, sinking further into the door. 0o0

"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 sound of the shattering glass sent a chill down my spine, forcing me to withdraw deeper into the corner where I was tucked in. "Mansur, please stop. At least for Aaliyah's sake." I begged, the tears streaming down my cheeks. He swung around to face me, his eyes blazing with rage. "To hell with you and that bloody girl." he yelled. Do you hear me, Salma? To HELL with you and her. This is my house, and I can do whatever I want." he yelled, throwing the bottle at my dressing mirror. The glass shattered all over the room, the larger pieces landing on some of the bottles on the drawer beside the dressing mirror in which I kept my incense sticks. This caused them to shatter as well, the glass falling everywhere across the room. I could hear Aaliyah crying in the next room, but I could not go to her as Mansur was blocking the door. "You will learn your place today." he yelled, unbuckling his belt. I shut my eyes as the tears continued to flow, knowing all too well what came next. The first strike was always the one that hurt most.

Aflaah Alameen Anas is a normal 19 year old whose goal in life has always been to find a righteous man who will hold her hand to Jannah. She's a very modest lady and an only female child with two brothers.She's also a Momma's girl. Farouk Fahad Fu'ad is a practicing Muslim who is the eldest son in the family of Alhaji Fahad Fu'ad. He's not your typical play boy. What happens when the two meet? Join me as I unravel the love story of Aflaah and Farouk. I promise you won't regret reading this. 24th January 2019; #1-Hausalovestory #167-Muslimah #134-Islamiclovestory

Fareedah "why is it that my heart always beat whenever I see him,hear his voice or heard his name, I hope is not love,am sure is not love,it can't be love,I don't believe in love,so I can't fall in love. But why is my heart saying a different thing,did I love him...no...no..no... I can't love him,but he is handsome, wow his blue eye I can drown my self in it,no..I can't be drown in his eye is not right Ahhhh,ya Allah help me am going crazy. ❤"Each and everyone falls in love with someone so deeply at some part of their life,that they can live the rest of their life meaning fully with that person"❤... 😄Join me in this journey of love,where two soul with different view on love falls in love..♥ "Check it out "💗 ************* A/N:this is my first book pls give it a try and insha Allah you won't regret it. © Amyraamyr

"Start packing your belongings, you're leaving right before my husband leaves for work. I'm sorry." Maryam said and sauntered back to their room, leaving an enraged and psyched up Nafisa behind. With a flagitious look on her face, she gnashed her teeth. "You all should brace yourself for what's coming your way." ~~~~~ What happens when Maryam brings in a stranger into her matrimonial home to take care of their five year old daughter, in spite of her husband's disapproval? Will she do her job properly? Will she live up to her expectation? Will she fail? How will she treat the little girl in her parent's absence? Did Maryam make a huge mistake by allowing a stranger into her home? Read ALL FOR WHAT! to find out!!! Don't miss out on all the dramas that are yet to unfold 💫🔥🔥 ⇥pj2KX2Ps⇤

Carter Reid is looking for only one thing when she meets drug addicted, womanizer, lead singer Nolan Doufer. A job. Nolan Doufer is used to getting what he wants, a babysitter was not what he wanted, but looking at Carter he realizes there is one thing he can get from the perfectionist hired to "help" him. A laugh.

Not your typical arewa love story. DISCLAIMER**** This book is Islamic but does not portray the perfect Islamic religion.

At some point, you must have heard of the saying tit for tat, or an eye for an eye, or a tooth for a tooth. After what happened to her sister, Amani Suleiman, a 25 year old resident doctor, is willing to do whatever it takes to make sure that those responsible are brought to justice.The price she has to pay is huge, but the thought that those people are out there living their lives in happiness while she may never be able to sleep again, makes the cost of her retribution seem doable. Even if it means losing her happiness forever. But along the thin lines of being completely blinded by seeking revenge and hatred, she begins to see a new way of dealing with life's journey, she begins to slowly fall in love. Will this love survive? Or will it fade away we quickly as it has formed because with love comes trust, and trust is one luxury she cannot afford. They say vengeance taken will tear the heart and torment the conscience. Amani seems to think it is the only solution to all her problems A Hausa love story, but not your usual Hausa love story.