She was a nobody. Born into poverty, raised in hardship, and forgotten by the world. Her mother died when she was just a child, leaving her in the cruel hands of a stepmother who saw her as nothing more than a burden. Beaten down, mistreated, and silenced by pain, she endured every cruelty with quiet strength. Calm. Religious. Kind. Even in her suffering, she refused to complain. She refused to break. She never cared that she was poor, because she had already accepted her fate. Or so she thought... Her father was nothing more than a drunkard, a man who drowned every ounce of responsibility at the bottom of a bottle. To him, she wasn't a daughter, she was nothing. No love, no protection, no care. All he ever wanted from her was money, and he didn't care how she got it, as long as she brought it home. Until one night, fate collided with her life in the most brutal way, an accident that should have ended everything, but instead began a story she never imagined. A marriage. To a stranger. He had never seen her face, hidden always behind the veil of her niqab. Every glance, every movement was a mystery. He was someone she had never seen before, someone who lived in a world far beyond her reach. Bound to him by law, trapped by circumstances, she suddenly found herself standing at the edge of a life she neither asked for nor desired. But when two broken souls are forced under the same roof, secrets unravel, hearts clash, and a dangerous question rises, Can love grow in a marriage built on nothing but fate's cruel accident? He was her mistake ......but maybe her destiny🤍

"The groom is finally here." Khalid's eyes moved to them slowly. Cold. Sharp. "Get out." They hesitated, unsure they heard him right. "I said get the fuck out of my house!" The anger in his voice left no room for argument. Both girls flinched, fear flashing across their faces. Without another word, they rushed past him, nearly tripping over their steps as they fled the room. The door closed behind them. Silence returned - thick and unbearable. Khalid stood there for a moment, just watching her. Ayesha's shoulders shook. Her hands trembled in her lap. She felt his gaze on her like weight pressing her down. Slowly, she tried to stand, her legs weak beneath her. She couldn't breathe properly. She just wanted to leave. Anywhere. Anywhere but here. She took a step toward the door. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice stopped her cold. She swallowed hard, her throat tight, her voice barely a whisper as she answered, "O-out..." Khalid let out a short, humorless laugh. "Aren't you my bride?" he said. "It's our wedding night. Our first night." His tone turned dark. "We should celebrate." Before she could react, he reached out, pulling away her veil. The world tilted. Panic rushed through her veins as he pushed her back onto the bed. "No," she shook her head desperately, tears spilling faster now. "I don't want this. Please-" Her words fell apart on her tongue. He wasn't listening. Hovering above her, his presence felt overwhelming, crushing. The ceiling blurred through her tears. Her hands clenched the sheets, her body stiff with fear. Then something inside her broke. This was her reality now. This was her life. He was her husband. Slowly, she stopped struggling. Her eyes closed tightly, lashes wet, tears escaping anyway. Her lips trembled as she whispered the only words she could find, her voice small, broken, and defeated. "Please... be gentle." a marriage of force. tortured love. love after marriage.

Haniya Zaria Abbas, a 19-year-old university student in Abuja, lives with scars no one can see-but that never truly heal. After surviving a childhood marked by violence, betrayal, and the loss of her mother, Haniya tries to rebuild her life under the care of her older brother, Niam-now successful, powerful, and dangerously unpredictable. In a world where trust is fragile, Haniya finds herself holding onto one silent truth... She never stopped loving Azlan Mutahar. Her cousin. Her brother's best friend. The man who once smiled at her like she mattered-only to remind her she was "just a little sister." He left her behind, married another woman, and disappeared from her life without a goodbye. But just when Haniya begins to accept that some love stories are never meant to be... Azlan returns. Not just as a visitor-but as a lecturer in her university. Older. Colder. Divorced. And this time... he sees her. Not as a child. Not as family. But as a woman. Now trapped between past pain and present tension, Haniya must face a dangerous question: What happens when the man who once broke your heart... becomes the one who wants it back? And even worse- what if he returns at a time when your life is already falling apart?

NOW AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK! This story follows the lives of two prestigious Northern families-one that earned its place, and one that can't afford to lose it. Salma Babajo-skillfully veiled, conflicted, and fiercely proud-has always idolized her father. But he lives by one rule: if you burn the midnight oil to secure something, you hold onto it by hook or by crook. Salma wears her last name like a badge, oblivious to the cracks beneath; until the secrets start to surface. Kabir Yabo is everything Salma is not-reserved, steady, and willing to bend to societal expectations. He tiptoes through life, careful not to step out of line. They have nothing in common... except for a fate neither of them sees coming. But what happens when the perfect son collides with the girl who plays by her own rules? And when what's expected threatens to overpower what's real? Will they fight to protect the illusion they were raised to uphold-or risk everything for a love that was never part of the plan?

Alisha Kabir has loved only one man since she was eight years old. But life had other plans. After her family's painful downfall from wealth to survival, she rebuilds herself in Abuja, chasing a career in cybersecurity while nursing a heart shattered by betrayal. She swears never to fall in love again. Then fate brings back Ibrahim Bello her childhood friend, now one of Abuja's most respected doctors. He doesn't recognize the little girl who once followed him everywhere. She never stopped loving him. Just when they begin to find each other again, an old family feud stands between them. Their parents, once inseparable friends, now refuse to let their children marry because of a betrayal that destroyed two families years ago. With another man already chosen as her husband, Alisha makes one reckless decision. She tells a lie. A lie so big it forces Ibrahim into a marriage he never wanted. A lie that saves her dream... ...but may destroy the only man she has ever loved.

THIS BOOK IS NOW A PREVIEW Asma'u believes in marriage the way she believes in oxygen - necessary, non-negotiable, and somehow always just out of reach. She comes by it honestly. Growing up watching her parents love each other with the kind of ease that looks effortless and never is, she decided early that she wanted exactly that. The same warmth, the same certainty, the same soft place to land. What she got instead was a series of men that can only be described as practice for patience. After enough disasters to fill a journal - and she has, unfortunately, filled one - Asma'u is starting to wonder if the problem is her. Then Yahya comes back. She remembers him as the neighbor's son who was nineteen when she was twelve - patient, steady, the kind of person who made the world feel safe just by being in it. When he appears at her parents' door years later and asks for her hand the same evening, it feels like an answer to every Dua she's ever made. She says yes before she finishes thinking. This is a story of love, desperation, and the quiet cost of marrying a memory.

At eighteen, Maryam is a firecracker. She has a sharp mouth and an even sharper wit, though her family loves her for her honesty. Her life revolves around her obsession with culinary arts she doesn't just want to cook, she wants to revolutionize the food industry and own a world-class restaurant. Maryam was a skeptic of romance until she met Alamin. She gave him her heart completely, only to have it shattered when she caught him in the arms of her best friend. That betrayal turned her heart to stone. She made a vow: Love is a distraction I can no longer afford. As Maryam tries to bury her pain in her recipes, her world starts to crumble. Family secrets begin to leak out financial struggles, hidden pasts, and rivalries create a storm of drama at home, making her dream of opening a restaurant feel further away than ever. Enter Fareed, a 26-year-old architectural prodigy. As the eldest son of a powerful family, he is used to being in control. He is cold, commands every room he enters, and possesses a tongue just as sharp as Maryam's. When their paths cross, it's instant friction. Fareed finds her stubborn....Maryam finds him arrogant. However, Fareed sees a spark in her that he can't ignore. For the second time in his life, the man who is a no-nonsense falls hard. Together, they face many challenges on their journey.

She could feel the pain slowly overcoming her soul. The agony, the grief, taking over all that she once thought was alive in her. She felt so empty that she was sure her whole body will echo if someone was to shake her. But she stood, rigid as though a hundred years old tree, clinging onto the only thing that made her alive; her eyeglasses. Through those glasses, she had seen things she had wished she could erase. She had hated the things she once loved, places she once cherished and the man she grew up to love. It didn't matter who he was to her, his role in her life or even the title he possessed. She was going to take revenge, she was going to make him regret, she was going to make her father cry right before her eyes! But what if he chose to add more pain to her aching wounds? The day he declared her married to a gateman, the strings left attaching her with him were forcefully cut off. And she was certain even if it would take her till eternity, so long as she stayed married to the gateman, her father would never know what happiness felt like!

Bilal & Rahma "Well let's say you don't fall in love with me or even like me in like let's say in a year ? " Bilal gripped the steering wheel as he made a turn , he was nervous again " if I decide to let you go to make you happy will that be alright ? He continued and swallowed He waited for her answer as he glanced at her ,he couldn't see her face very well because of the dark after what felt like forever she replied with " I don't know " *********** Read about rahama a young mischievous girl with a heart of gold , her dream is to become a lawyer and fulfill her fathers dream but what happens when she is married off before she completes her studies ? , will she be able to complete her studies?, What happens when her husband start to fall in love with her ? Rahama or Rahma Note this is a very happy book !

Love had hurt Zarah once, and she swore she'd never let it happen again. But some hearts have a way of finding you, even when you're running. How do you choose peace when love knocks on your door?