After a car accident leaves Kaden Bretton temporarily blind, Isla Moore struggles to break up with him while disguised as his girlfriend, who died in the crash. ***** Isla Moore has been in love with Kaden Bretton since he taught her how to slow dance on her sixteenth birthday. Now, four years later, she jumps at the chance to help him after a terrible car accident leaves him temporarily blind -- by agreeing to break up with him while disguised as his girlfriend, Evangeline, so he never has to find out she died in the crash. But will she be able to stick to the plan even after he starts falling for her? Or will the truth about her identity and the reason she lied to him destroy their chance at forever? ***** Cover by @lydiahephzibah.

Marilla's life revolves around two things, food(her obsession) and working to remove her family from poverty. She's on a scholarship to the RedDishChronicles chef school in Lagos, close to her Ibeju Lekki, impoverished neighborhood. She has one goal and that's to depend on no one. With a haunting past she hopes to leave behind, she walks head high in hope of achieving her independence. Everything is turned around and her perfectly planned life is threatened to a ruin in the face of her best friend Lola's betrayal that comes at the worst time. Will she fight back or let go? Cover by @adukeish (over time, covers will be. subject to change).

As if being kidnapped from a poverty-stricken town in the Middle East was not horrifying enough, Hayat Ishfaq, a 21 year-old American Muslim, is forced to watch the slow beheadings of her own students. But, those are the least of her worries. ~A Wattpad Featured Story~

Nabeela has never had life easy, never ever. She is at her wits end. Love and living life has never been her known forte. But, what will she do when she gets tangled in a web of deceit and lies woven by her parents? What happens when the very ones who are supposed to protect her from trouble sell her out. What will she do? This is Nabeela's story.

we were abduct and taken to an unknown location, my heart trembled pumping so fast I feared it'd burst open my rib cage. Seconds turned to minutes and weeks into months but there was no salvation in sight. Follow the story as it unfolds to have a glimpse of life under Boko haram Inspired by Chimamanda Ngozi Edochie's Half Of a Yellow Sun.

Through the cruise of love; there tends to be desolations, heartbreaks, and painful detriments. But if there was true ardour; the beholder of the love would persevere in the face of the grudges, the heart scourging pains, and pertubs. She was a chivalrous lady, whom was heartbroken and vowed not to fall in love again. He was an introvert; whom seldom talk, nor could he envisage himself in love. They became acquaintanced, intimate friends, and finally deviate into inseparable lovers. Promises were made, altruism was clearly avowed, and a future was planned. Upon the series of heart spasm, the etching wounds, scourging pains, and the perforating heartbreaks that could crucify the hearts. Would they grapple the pains and make something out of their adulation? _____ It would be a roller coster ride, with series of heartbreaks, betrayals, and heart squirming pains. Just tag along, as I tell you the story of the consolidated lovers. Ayshatou.

[#4 on Spiritual🔥🔥 On 24 September 2018] "Why is everybody avoiding me because of my voice? Was I the one that created myself? No. I was ridiculed, humiliated, harassed, all because of my voice. Why could'nt everyone understand how it hurts? Not even my mother. Why? I know you were asking my name because you want to hear the vulgar man like voice of a very beautiful lady. You want to laugh at me too. Well__My name is Hayfah Talhah Muhammad. Leave, go and laugh to your fill. But know__ I was created like this! And I believe it's a blessing in disguise. Why could'nt everyone understand? Why?" She wiped away her tears with her hijab, which were not stopping anytime from now. She left him confused, what is she going through? Is everyone making fun of her? But why? Nothing is wrong with her voice. He love her voice!. _____ The story of a very beautiful young lady, with her husky man's like voice. Will she be accepted? Will she ever find her true love? Just tail behind, as I tell you the story of Hayfah Talhah Muhammad.

I have a really messed up life with no one to care for, I'm BULLIED, TORTURED and go through lots of ABUSE but when I finally found the one it was in the wrongest place ever. Everything that I had came crashing down, it just got worse. I lost everything but at the same time found something new that blossomed into something great. My name is Amina August and this is the story of my life. Amina. (c) All rights reserved. A very different love story

Different cultures, had imposed different expectations on their children especially girls in my immediate society, Hausaland. Here girls have to battle with the choice of either being westernised or culturized, which indeed isn't an easy choice for them. In this book, i am presenting a story about how the expectataions held by a society defines the roles of it's member, whether for good or bad. One thing i had kept in mind while writing this book is the sad fact that for generations my society had imposed some certain codes of behaviour for it's female members to follow which time and enlightenment, had managed to currupt for the better. Example of this, is in the challenging journey and personal transformation of the character in this book, Muna. It's a work which illuminates a path through which others can expand their consciousness, and chart the course for a future of enlightenment.

****Muhammed and Ameena**** Read this book and see how two people fall in love in during marriage! Muhammed POV: I always wanted my relationship with my wife to be like the prophets (pbuh) relationship with his wife. They were so amazing; you read about them and its like a fairytale. This may be controversial but I think Romeo and Juliet is nothing compared to the prophet (pbuh) love story. Ameena POV: I prayed Istikharah (a prayer which you ask god for guidance; eg. marriage- should I marry him or not?) and went to sleep on my right side. In my dream I saw the colour white. I was in a wedding dress with a scarf on praying a prayer behind Muhammad (which was one of my dreams when I got married). When I woke up for Fajr I had a smile on my face. I then knew I was ready for marriage with Muhammad. I was hoping he'd say yes!