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

After Asiya graduated from secondary school, her life takes a drastic turn when she loses her father. Ever since, she'd changed. Her older brother Ya Sadiq takes it upon himself to take care of his family and most especially his youngest sister. When Asiya finished University, her life changed when marriage comes knocking at the door! Follow me on this journey of lies, heartbreak and of course, not your ordinary love story. Setting- Abuja, Nigeria.

A battle of love between two people of different world. One is used to having a social and stable life and the other has to work hard in other to have a normal life. " hey Mr, are you stupid or what? If you know you are sick why not go to the hospital. If I wasn't driving a Range Rover my car would have had a scratch at the front . Take your stupid container out of my face, now I'm late for work all because of you. " I shouted at him and people around came closer to see what was the commotion all about and I don't give a damn that I insulted this low life, he deserves it. All this while, he only look stunned at my outburst, I hissed at him and turn to walk away but the stupid man held my arm in a strong hold . He look like he wants to strangle me " Don't ever talk to me like that. I repeat, don't ever shout at me" he angrily gritted out at me and at the same time, his hold on my arm tighten. It really hurt. "Just because, you're privileged to have fancy cars doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that, you spoilt brat. It's people like you that made people like us insult the rich " he shake his head in some worth like pity, for me? . I just look shock at him. How dare this low life insult me like this in public? " if you think you'll be respected just because you are high and mighty, then sweetheart you're wrong. No one would give you the respect you deserve if you don't change this stupid attitude of yours" I slap him right at the face with my other hand. Ride with me to the journey of love between Rahma and sadiq.

Humairah was a very innocent girl but things drastically changed when puberty knocked her door. She found herself in a strong dilemma, she must now masturbate to quench her burning desire. Ahmad, the only child of his father works in his father's company. He hasn't been himself ever since he discovered his wife is barren. The company needs an heir, something Ahmad must provide. •••••••••••••••••••• Whatever your relationship status is, read this story at your leisure time. It is not your usual love story of a boy and girl, it is a lesson to behold. •••••••••••••••••••• Dedicated to all my fans. I love you all💖💖 Book Completed (September 16 to November 10, 2019)

Hajiya Maria Sanusi, a beautiful 34 year old shuwa lady who is married to alhaji abubakar sadiq , she is pregnant with twins and has a two year old son, ajeeb and used to have a lover before her grandmother forced her into an arranged marriage with alhaji abubakar... Alhaji Abubakar Sadiq , a 40 year old and one of the top 50 richest people in Africa, the father of ajeeb and the husband to hajiya Maria, he is a man of his word and also spoilt man since from his childhood, he got whatever he wishes and one of them was hajiya Maria, little did he know he took her from one of the most stubborn men known... Alhaji Mukhtar Kano, a 30 year old man, and also a successful business who is blinded by the love he has for hajiya Maria and would do anything to get her in his arms, but there is one obstacle in the way and that is her husband , Alhaji abubakar, he vows to make his life miserable after all he made his.... But all the hustle doesn't just end here I guess fate has its own sick ways of playing games ans also has beauty in it All is sad with the loss of the lost baby but little did they know it was found by a couple Follow me through this complicated triangle and find out how each of them get what they want and how........ I promise you will love it❤️

(#32 in spiritual🔥 on 31-01-2018) EDITING. My name is Hayrah Adil. I'm 24 years old and blessed with an adorable baby girl Maya. I've been married to my husband, Abdul-jabbar Marwan for the past four years now and I've never been happier. He treats me like a queen. He made me to forget the bad and tough times I experienced before. He's my knight in shining armor. He's the love of my life. Jabbar really did a lot for me. I came from a poor family. I'm an orphan. My fathered died when I was 15. He left me with only my mom and small brother zayd. Jabbar lost his father too, five years ago. I met Jabbar at the company he worked when I was doing my NYSC program. He kept Chasing me around. Buying food stuff for us. That time I hated him. Overnight Allah changed my feelings towards Jabbar. I love Jabbar so much, not because of his money but for the sake of Allah. His mom and his two junior sisters hate my sight. They hate me with all their hearts. They think I'm here because of his money. I always try my best to impress his mom but she never seem to care. "A poor and filthy brat like you shouldn't be anywhere close to my son" that's what his mom says all the time. She hates me with all her life. That's why she's planning on ruining my marriage with Jabbar. And Insha Allah it will never happen.