What happens when your grandfather picks you, a happily married man with a heavily pregnant wife, amongst all his grandsons to get married to the granddaughter of his childhood best friend? This novel centres around a 26 years old guy and a 21 years old lady It is a story of an innocent love among young people, a story about love, betrayal, friendship and trust. Read more to find out about this beautiful yet innocent love ✨ Fatima_zahra15

"Fansa". Hausa word for " revenge". It's a story of vengeance and beautiful merry go round of people's past coming back to haunt them. A story that words the viciousness in the mind of humans and how you'll always....always reap what you've sown.

Into another Sunset- Tells the story of a girl living life by the rules until she meets this guy who takes her on another journey away from her comfort zone and into a world of adventures. Love's overrated let's talk about true friendship.

Every man is a creation of past experiences. One event, One choice, One mistake is all it takes to ruin or build a man. In the words of the great William Ernest Henley "I am the master of my fate The captain of my soul" So really, What makes a man choose his own ruination? Join me in the RUINATION series to find out. Warning: Books in this series are highly sensitive.

Hanan Shafiq is a normal 22-year-old obsessed with fashion. She was unaffected by the craze of internationally famous Muhsin Khaleed. No, she didn't have time for fangirling, since she had been waiting on her childhood first love to come back for her after 17 years. Just when she thinks life is going on perfectly, steps in a man who ruins everything she had built over all these years. And the most thrilling part of the story is the fact that the man was none other but the globally celebrated Muhsin Khaleed.

ONCE A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY "It's time" The simple sentence could be interpreted in different ways. Time? The favorable and appropriate time to do something. To do what? Was the thing she was most scared of. No matter how hard she tried to form ignorance, she knew what that particular daunting sentence meant. Time to get married, not just any type of marriage, an arranged marriage. Every family has a tradition and the Garko family did too. Although traditions are different, theirs too was, a tad bit orthodox even. It was an arranged marriage and she was next.

"We have to live together. I am tired of this game" I said. "Game! Do you think what's going on between us is a game, it's destiny Ray, our fate". "I do not know. Sometimes I feel insecure and lonely. Often even in your presence I feel that you are far away from me". I felt a pang. She smiled and looked at me intensely. "That was not your promise Ray, I promised I was going to visit anytime you miss me which I have been doing. You promised not to worry". I kept mute and we ate slowly in silence afterwards. "Let's go" .She said. "Let's ride around". The sky had turned faint red in colour. I rode slowly feeling her warm body pressing against me. The noise of street sank down and i felt deep calmness. We sat on a cement bench under the bridge near the walk way. The view was majestic. The gentle waves in the lake glistened in the fading sun light. Tall grass spread on both sides of the lake like a green carpet. Suddenly she lay down on the grassy ground closing her eyes and took a deep breath. The sky was clear with innumerable stars glistening. "Hey dreamer, come to me". She said her eyes sparkling. I moved forward and lay close to her, then turned to face her. She rolled over to me and i felt her gentle kisses on my face. "I wish to be melted into you, penetrate into you, not just a part of my body but the whole of it. I miss you Marwah". I said and sighed. She laughed looking stunned. Her laughter echoed. "You must have been reading those hot love stories recently Ray". She said making me smile shyly. She pulled me suddenly to her and kissed hard at my lips. I returned her kiss as we hugged each other tightly. The tightness of her hug went soft as she gently pulled away from me. I tried hard to read her face in the reflection of the moon light. I felt a sharp intense pain in my chest as she started to walk away. I yelled her name, crying and telling her to come back. "Strong men don't cry Ray, wipe those tears and know that your Marwah forever loves you".

Join me as I tell you the story of the timid and naive Safaa.. And how her moderate life took a turn within a blink of an eye...

The door flung open into the dark room, lightening struck the dark sky shining a little light on the shirtless man that stood by the doorway. "Who's there" my shaky voice masked with fear asked. Paying a deaf ear to my question he walked deeper into the room towards my bed as my shaky hands drew the covers higher over my whimpering self, right up to my nose. "Khalil?" my voice sounded weird coming through the thick duvet, it felt awkward calling his name I mean am I even allowed to call him that? I was more scared now that I knew who it was. What was he doing in room? A loud thunder sound came as he sat beside me, a little too close. Does this man know he's shirtless and in my room at eleven p.m? "Have you chosen a surrogate?" his thick voice cut through the sound of raindrops and my train of thoughts. I slowly shook my head at him. "Relax"He raised his hand to my face which was still covered halfway and slowly dragged down the covers down to my abdomen revealing my bare arms in my spaghetti strap v neck nightwear. I scanned the room for my robe and found it hanging on the coat rack in the far end of my room, I would get up to get it but my nightgown didn't really qualify as a gown. I watched his eyes travel up my body landing on my chest, his Adams apple bobbed up. He shut his eyes and when he opened them, they landed on mine sending shivers down my spine... Hidaya Hassan Abdulqadir thought she lost it all when her parents and lover all died in a plane crash, she slowly tried to move on from then letting the almighty take control after a year of grieving. She is married off to electronic magnet, Khalil Nuhu DanMaliki who was her father's business partner in hopes of saving her fathers legacy. Follow them on their journey through marriage and see how their love unfolds even though true love can only be permanent in Jannah. All rights reserved®

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