𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝟑 Sacrificing herself for the love of her life, the princess ended up dying tragically. Betrayed by her husband and dying in the sea of fire, her heart burnt in ashes. But the tragic fire couldn't swallow the hatred and pain of her heart. After the surreal tragic end, when she opened her eyes again, she found there's another chance for her to recreate everything. In this life, she wanted nothing but to burn all her culprits in the fire of vengeance. However unexpectedly she ended up colliding with the cold-hearted prince whom she never met in her last life. Is the rebirth only meant for revenge, or there's another chance to find happiness? [ THIS STORY ONLY MEANT FOR WATTPAD. IF IT'S APPEARED ON OTHER SITE WITHOUT AUTHOR'S KNOWLEDGE THEN IT IS BEING COPIED OR STOLEN ]

When Gracina, a princess of Egypt, learns that the priests of her country are misleading the people for their own gain, she knows she must do something. But her enemies prove to be more powerful than she expected. So she calls in her four friends...... Meet Czarina Myah, Empress of Russia. Meet Sarah Octavia Augustus, Princess of Rome Meet Queen Lunden, ruler of England. Meet Averia, Princess of Arabia. Meet Gracina-Neferit, Princess of Egypt. They are Royals Through Time. Introducing Charity, the daughter of an Aboriginal Chief.

Averia loves the freedom that comes with her being a royal. But now everything is changing. Her parents have arranged for her to marry, and Averia does not know whom they gave chosen for her groom. Yet, she has hidden things from her parents also. Averia is one of six Royals Through Time, girls from different kingdoms and times brought together to save their own homes and those of others. Meet Gracina, Princess of Egypt. Meet Sarah Octavia, Empress of Rome. Meet Myah, Czarina of Russia. Meet Averia, Princess of Arabia. Meet Lunden, Queen of England. Meet Charity, Princess of the Aborigines. They are the Royals Through Time.

Born under the sun of the Persian Empire in the Kingdom of Maghreb, Zeynab, a young, headstrong, intelligent woman desperately seeks treatment for her father's ailment. With little resources and choice, Zeynab defies convention and seeks an audience with the royal physician of the sultan, Rashid Al-Hamid, a man known for his ruthlessness and cruelty on the battlefield. Born with an arrogance and a merciless heart, none dared to challenge him, until Zeynab is mistaken for his entertainment on arrival. When Sheikh Rashid Al-Hamid encounters the stubbornly independent woman, he is struck by her beauty and defiant nature, fueling the possessive need to take her as his captive. Zeynab bristles under his arrogance and refuses to become one of his harem women, but Sheikh Rashid is undeterred by her defiance. Fleeing, Zeynab vows to escape the sensual Sheikh, but the chase does little to temper the hunter blood in him. As the two go head to head in a battle of wills, Zeynab senses a formidable opponent within Sheikh Rashid and the sultan quickly learns not to underestimate the willful woman, who has half a mind to demonstrate that she's more than he makes her out to be. What will happen to Zeynab as she fights against the Sultan for her independence?

This is a story about Love, Batrayal, Regret and Vengeance which shows the morale '''NEVER TRUST ALL FRIENDS ,YOU CAN LOVE ALL BUT BE TO THEM AS OIL ON SURFACE OF WATER!''

Aimee, an accomplished archaeologist gets into serious trouble while working and travelling through the middle east. The only person who can save her from a lifetime inside an Arabian jail is Prince Zahir, whose life she saved while in the desert, and he has only one solution to her problem. Aimee is not going to like it.

Ducking away, she ran out of Hajia's living room with a loving smile on her lips. She banged her head on a broad chest that gave her a souvenir of a scent, just as juicy as her husband's. She knew he was the one, her Twin kept to his words. Not looking up to his face, she wrapped her hands around his waist and nuzzled her face deep into his chest, chuckling. "I missed you so much, Hassan. I was just moving in that kitchen fah, but your thoughts were a second away from making me crazy!" She lifted up her legs and planted a smooch on his left cheek. Roughly, she was peeled off his chest and a certain longing of his warmth seeped within her. That was bad. What happened to him? He left looking all loving, had she done something wrong? She looked into his eye level, lifting her face completely because of their height different. This is her husband, but why the hard face and the frown? Is this a frank? He didn't missed her? Or was he pulling her legs? Nadia's thoughts were put into a halt when he opened his mouth, he sounded exactly as her husband would, just the words differed. "I'm Hussain!" It was her husband's twin! Not even a single mark was there on their faces to help her differ between the cheerful Hassan and a grumpy Hussain. She felt her limbs gone weak as he walked past her. • What would happen when Nadia keeps mistaking her husband for her Husband's twin? I'm loving this much! I'm sure you would too!

HER OUTSPOKEN MUSINGS is a poetry and quotes collection where words come to life, lost hope reignites, resilience and healing can help you rise after a fall, passion and motivation serves as a driving force in becoming better, while beauty and love makes life all the more beautiful. I hope this book will serve it's reading purpose by inspiring you to let your musings flow freely and have a good impact on your life. With love, Firdausi Kakangi. . Commenced on 10th, July, 2020. Have a good read!

Life doesn't always end with a happily ever after. Life is an epitome of sweet and sour. Life is an epitome of bitter and sweet. Life is not a bed of roses. Life offers you honey today, and decides to hand you lime the next. Surrounding occurrences in my life and that of the people around me, shaped me into who I am today, my life's never how I planned it to be. Today. I am going to write the story of my life, Of Ramadan, Amani, our parents and how destiny entangled us in its web. My name is Khadijah Manal Yusuf Gana and this is, THE STORY OF US...

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