A tale of two worlds, who are destined to be together. Scroll through and look for chapter 1 please.

*A thrilling arewa slow burn... ©2025 all rights reserved --- Aisha Hassan Saeed never planned to work for a man like Sudais Abubakar Muhammad - the meticulous, intimidating CEO who somehow manages to stress her, confuse her, and fascinate her all at once. She's outspoken, funny, and full of trouble. He's controlled, calculating, and impossible to read. They clash in the office, argue over little things, and pretend they can't stand each other. But underneath the sarcasm, the quiet looks, and the unspoken tension... something is shifting. This is a slow-burn story about a boss who swears he doesn't care, a PA who swears she can't be bothered, and the undeniable pull between two people who were never supposed to get close - yet somehow keep finding their way back to each other. --- ~"An image of complexity, painted in the subtilities of black and gray." Impressive rankings: #11 hidden secrets- 13/02/2025 #60 hausalovestory- 21/03/2025

Kamilla runs down the stairs, her fingers clutching her dress to prevent it from trailing behind her. she's about to walk down completely when his voice stops her. "Princess" He calls out in a raspy voice and she freezes. Kamilla doesn't turn to stare at him or acknowledge him and that only seems to irk him more. 'Princess' Calls me that like he cares. 'Good, it should' she says internally. "Go and change" He instructs and instantly her pulse beats at his words and she finds herself exhaling slowly before turning to face him. "who are you to tell me what to do" She spits eyes glaring in his direction but she doesn't maintain eye contact. Sadiq's eyes narrow and he walks closer, his steps predatory. "Your husband" He states matter of factly and she scoffs. "Husband?.." Kamilla pauses for dramatic effect. "Husband to who exactly, is It to the woman you left alone in a rediculously big house or the wife you haven't so much as touched since you got married?" By the end of her sentence, she has her arms folded across her chest as she glares at the rediculously handsome figure in front of her. he might be known as the 'Amir' outside and a crown prince but in here she's his queen. "You want me to touch you princess" His voice is low and sultry as he licks his bottom lip while his gaze remains fixated on her. kamilla's breath gets caught in her throat and heat instantly raises up her cheeks. defiant she raises her chin. "I..We weren't talking about that" She stutters trying to brush it off. Amir Sadiq's face suddenly turns serious as he stands straighter. "Come here princess" He orders in a sharp voice. "Never knew my princess craved for my touch" He mutters low enough. _____ Kamilla Bello never thought that from juggling her daily life in a cafe she sets out in the outskirts of the city with her best friend shed suddenly be wedded off to a man. Not any man but him. Amir J.S.E.H. The man whose name is whispered and a man whose power suffocates,

"What are you doing here" She questions eyeing him while walking towards her closet to pull off the clothes from the party. The prince is sitted on the bed, fingers fisting the sheets as he stares at her his Adam's apple bobbing from each ragged breath. "I'm here for you" He states his voice raspy. stunned she turns around so fast she stumbles "Here for me" the laugh that escapes her is unintentional. "Excuse me your highness but please get out" Now with a slightly colder voice she tells him trying to be polite. He freezes, eyes darkening at her words before wetting his lips "I'm not going anywhere, now come here. I want you" He says eyes fixed on her and she lets out a breath her glare begining to form. "No" The word escapes her as she turns to walk into the closet. "I'm here as your husband" The prince mutters and she freezes, her own fingers tightening over the silk dress she has on before she whips her head to stare at him. when her family would visit the palace she'd always leave with one name and that is 'His wife' with whispers within and outside the palace crawling over her as they refered to her as the 'Prince's wife' 'Judge's wife' but she'd brushed it all aside deciding it was best to address such issues when they are about to happen and unknown to her it came sooner than later. Their wedding was set to take place in a few days and she felt only calm towards it only for her to wait...wait and be told he's getting married to another and that she's out of the equation. Broken, confused and cold is what she feels but she lets it all go thinking maybe they were never meant to be. what happens a few years later when she's summoned home by her father, she introduces her man only to get rejected and this time she's told she'll marry the prince as his 'Second' wife his Second choice and this is where she catches on fire after all 'What remains of them'. Will she marry the prince. Not when he's one hell of a mad man. Them

Yasmeen never imagined her father would marry her off to Khaleel-a man she barely knows, a stranger with sharp eyes and a softer side he hides from the world. Their marriage starts with silence, cold stares, and unanswered texts... but fate keeps pulling them closer. Between stolen glances, unspoken words, and late-night drives, Yasmeen slowly learns that falling for her husband might be the sweetest kind of danger. But she isn't alone in this story. Her best friend Intisar carries scars of her own, and Ya Amar-the quiet observer-might just be the one to heal them. ✨ Secrets. Silent wars. Slow-burn tension. When duty collides with desire, will love be enough to save them all?

#Book 2 In The Legacy Series. Her Commander is a high-stakes, enemies-to-lovers story that follows Officer Fatima Tariq Darwish, a fearless, rule-breaking cop, and Commander Ayzan Khalid Omari, a stoic, no-nonsense SWAT leader. __ She was never meant to survive him. He was never meant to feel anything at all. In the unforgiving world of Nigeria's elite SWAT force, rules are law-and Commander Muhammad Ayzan Omari is the law. Feared, respected, and emotionally unreachable, Ayzan leads with ruthless precision. No one dares challenge him-until Officer Fatima Darwish lands in his unit like a loaded gun with no safety. Hot-tempered. Scarred. Defiant. Fatima doesn't just break rules-she dares authority to break her. Transferred after punching her corrupt superior, she's trapped between the chaos of her home life and the cold war brewing between her and her commander. What starts as brutal training and psychological warfare spirals into something neither of them planned-a twisted, magnetic pull between two people who should never touch, trust, or want each other. He tests her limits. She pushes his buttons. And somewhere between discipline and destruction, control begins to crack. This isn't a romance. It's obsession in uniform. A love story born in gunfire, silence, and stolen glances. And in this world? Love doesn't save you. It exposes you. As missions turn deadlier and secrets unravel, Fatima must decide: will she run from the man who terrifies her-or trust the only person who's ever seen through her armor?

COMPLETED. February 28th. The day she first laid eyes on him... Her morning began with the usual annoyance from her sister, but all frustrations dissipated into thin air when her gaze met his. A sudden chemistry sparked between them. His commanding charisma, his captivating smile, his robust physique, his towering height, his sun-kissed complexion-everything about him took her breath away. Not a single word was exchanged between them as she watched him stroll down the street until he faded from view. From that moment on, she resolved to find her prince charming, her determination unwavering. The notion of giving up simply didn't exist in her world. Isn't it peculiar? She pursued him instead of the other way around! Yet, as the saying goes, when love strikes, one can traverse oceans for the object of their affection. Every year, on February 28th, she recommitted herself to the quest for her prince charming. Started: February 28, 2022 Completed: February 28, 2025. Copyright ©️rukayatuuuu No plagiarism of this book!

The air smelled faintly of oud and cold leather. Madina's heart was racing as she ended her furious call. She shoved her phone into her bag, muttering under her breath. She'd just hid into this car to save herself and it's all because of that man. Madina: "When I finally meet that man, I'll strangle him with his own tie." (she exhales sharply) "Who does he think he is-God?" A low chuckle came from the seat beside her. Deep, smooth. Dangerous. Muhammad Turad who has been studying her replies which stuns her"You might want to choose a softer form of negotiation, Miss." his tone is calm and teasing "Strangling governors tends to make headlines." She wants to strangle him Her breath caught. She turned slowly, eyes meeting his-dark, unreadable, but too alive to ignore. Madina: "You-You were here the whole time?" Turad: "My car. My silence. Your words." In the glimmering heart of Abuja, Madina Gambo fights her way through the storm of politics, family expectations, and self-worth. As a senator's aide, she has learned to stand tall among men who believe power belongs only to them. Hidden behind walls of power and shadows, Muhammed Turad Muhammed I. After surviving a near-fatal accident, he returns to Abuja determined to find the woman who once appeared in his path-a woman whose presence haunts him like a promise. Madina, however, is too busy being infuriated. Her every attempt to meet the elusive His Excellency fails. Her family mocks her ambitions, her uncle poisons every dinner with scorn, and her grandfather-the only light in her chaos-reminds her that patience always wins. But patience isn't her strength. Until one night, fate catches them both off guard

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. It wasn't how she could never seem to pronounce his name, "Qasim," correctly, always calling him "Kasim" since she was young. Nor was it her innocence, which seemed to follow her everywhere, highlighted by her delicate Fulani features that could be recognized from miles away. It was her, entirely. Her very existence was the axis upon which Amir Qasim's life revolved. But when that axis was removed, his world was thrown into chaos. Being born the eldest child of the Sultan wasn't his choice, nor was becoming the next Sultan, burdened with immense responsibilities. Yet he accepted it, carrying those duties he so deeply resented. Becoming the next Sultan's wife wasn't her choice either, nor was becoming the eldest Princess of the Kubi Caliphate. So why was she forced to bear the brunt of the grudge he harbored within? Why did she have to endure the short end of the stick? From the moment she stepped into the world of royalty, she knew the path would be hard-fought. But she wasn't willing to lose. Why should she? She harbors the same hatred towards him. However, there is a saying, "The more you hate, the more you love." By Ferdeausee.

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. In the world of feelings, they say the heart is a bit unpredictable, fluttering unexpectedly and swaying in moments when the mind can't keep up. Sa'adatu likes sticking to her routine, finding comfort in the usual. Change isn't her thing; she's happy with the way things are. But suddenly, a surprising shift comes knocking-a tough task that seems impossible to win. In this whimsical tale, Adnan Bayero shows up as a spark of hope, but Sa'adatu is unsure. After living in an illusion for too long, the reality she sees now is not what she imagined. Life, akin to the heart's capricious dance, unfolds with surprises. The avoidance of the unexpected might just be the resonating crescendo, orchestrating the whimsical ballet of the heart. By Ferdeausee_