''Marriage isn't easy especially when it's arranged and you hardly know the guy.'' 23-year-old Zara, a modest and virtuous Muslimah, has finally accepted a marriage proposal and is ready to share her life and love with her husband. But what happens when he is broody, stiff and ignores her most of the time? Is it possible to make her own husband fall in love with her or will Zara become a victim of unrequited love? #WATTYSWINNER2014

A WORK OF FICTION. Tales Of The Heart could come in different forms. My story might be different from yours, her story may be similar to yours, our stories could be the same as yours... Meet Hafsah Amaani, a bubbly and cheerful girl with an overactive spirit that might fit into ten people. She's all smiles at new people and sticks out in a crowd. Clumsiness might not be her best trait but it's one of the reasons why she sticks out in the crowd. SHE IS A DAYDREAMER.. With several ambitions lining one after the other in her head, she has a heart perfect for entertainment and a strong passion for love. AS A HOPELESS ROMANTIC.. Love found her. ... Meet Aysha Imaan, a composed, passionate, strict follower of rules with a strong sense of leadership and commitment. She's a very much more reserved version of Amaani who has her own moments of spontaneity once in a long while. SHE'S A PEOPLE PERSON.. Who garners respect, helps those in need and vows to use all she has to offer for those who don't. DESPITE SHYING AWAY FROM LOVE AND ALL IT ENTAILS.. She found it a few feet away.

Barakah Amal had escaped Nigeria shortly after the misfortune of encountering Jalal Jali as a teenager. Years since past and unbeknownst to her, she's reluctantly summoned back to wed the man who had ruined her life to protect her family. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

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.

Jenna Yousuf has everything all girls envy. A mansion, fancy cars, diamonds and jewels, closets filled with clothes, shoes and purses. A hot husband. But she isn't happy. Who could be when you were forced to marry a man you don't love just to save your family? She doesn't want to give him a chance, nor does she want to try to begin a life with him. But what does she do when he turns out to be the sweetest man she has ever met? Can she keep him at bay, or will she cave, and accept it when she starts to have feelings for her husband? Hudayfah Sulayman has to protect his wife from the evil people who are out to get her brother. While he only married her for that reason, he didnt anticipate one thing; that he would fall in love with her. So much so that he would do anything to make her happy, except for what she really wants; to be let out of their marriage. He knows Jenna doesn't love him now, but should he hold out hope that one day she will?

Highest ranking #1 WATTPAD FEATURED STORY. He walked past her without sparing her a single glance. The one glance she had been yearning for years now. Yumnah's heart sank once again. But she couldn't blame him. The man she loved and yearned for was PHYSICALLY BLIND.

The story is about two cousins, Abdulkadir and Hafsah. They both grew up in the same house. Their relationship changed from cousins to couples. Find out more about Abdulkadir and Hafsah in the journey of endless love

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!

Tears fall as the love of my life stares at me, passing in my arms. I'm loosing him. His pure blue eyes locked on mine. I brush his long brown hair out of his eyes and gently kiss his forehead. His hand invested in mine, grip slowly loosing. The evil glare from the man I knew to murder my love. And to even think I used to know this monster. The pressing pain feeling as if a blade as sharp as my hate presses into me. His face emotionless, careless. This man is insane. My life is passing before me. The cards laid out. The good memories, the awful memories. All those times I'll never get back.