Afeeyah was never supposed to be his wife, She was his sister. The little girl who used to steal his hoodies, hide behind his legs, and fall asleep on his shoulder during long car rides. Afdal loved her - always. But not this way. He loved her in every unseen, unspoken, unreturnable way a boy could love the girl raised beside him. Then life twisted. Destiny flipped the script. And suddenly, the girl who once called him brother... became the woman tied to him by marriage. But love doesn't follow logic. And hearts don't obey timelines. Now Afeeyah must learn to live with a man she still sees through the lens of childhood... While Afdal fights to unbury a love he buried long ago. This isn't a fairy tale. This is faith, family, and a marriage born from chaos. This isn't the marriage she wanted. But maybe... it's the love she needed. Not My Choice, Still My Nikkah - where hearts collide, lines blur, and the real question isn't why... but what now? --- > © Khulsum Saleem. All Rights Reserved. Wattpad Edition | 2025

Nuwaira has everything,except the one life she has always dreamed of. At thirty-one, she's a celebrated fashion designer;brilliant, admired, and impossible to ignore. Yet the one thing she has always wanted most; a marriage, and a family, has always slipped just out of reach. Once, she came heartbreakingly close. Adil has never truly been part of her world. Their interactions have never gone beyond polite greetings. Even as a child, Nuwaira knew he didn't like her, she didn't like him too and had never pretended otherwise. "You'll never change, Nuwairah." "And you'll always be self-righteous," she shot back. Adil thinks he knows exactly the kind of woman she is. But rumors are easy. Truth is harder. When life begins to unravel in ways Nuwaira never expected, the last person she wants near her becomes the one who refuses to leave,long enough to see the woman behind the gossip and armor. Long enough to fall for her. Even if trusting him might mean opening her heart again... after losing everything she once believed was certain. Yours, Nuwaira is a slow-burn, deeply emotional romance about misjudgment, resilience, and the fragile courage it takes to love again,because sometimes the last person you'd ever trust with your heart becomes the one who falls first... and refuses to let you face the storm alone.

The Weight of becoming is a very short story about survival, girlhood, and the quiet things we carry. In northern Nigeria, survival is not a choice, it is a burden carried far too early. Salma learns this early. Born into poverty, raised by a father who never showed her love, and pushed into a life she never chose, she is forced to become everything at once; daughter, sister, wife, and then mother. But endurance has a cost. Caught between quiet betrayals, suffocating expectations, and a love that is as complicated as it is consuming, Salma begins to understand that becoming is not always beautiful. It is painful, uneven, and unforgiving. And when the life she was forced into finally breaks her open, she realizes it is only the beginning. This isn't just a love story. It isn't just about survival. It's about what remains after everything is taken from you and what you choose to become anyway.

"I love you, Bils. I've always loved you," Mukhtar said, his voice low, desperate. "I'm sorry for running away sorry for how things ended between us. Please... just give me a chance to prove myself." He looked at her like she was his last prayer. Bilkisu bit her lip, torn between the ache of remembering and the need to protect what was left of her pride. "Mukhtar?" she said softly, then her eyes hardened. "No." He was her almost. Her what-if. Her once-upon-a-time. And then he disappeared twice. Mukhtar has always known where his loyalty lies: with his family, his culture. But when it comes to Bilkisu his cousin and first love the lines between honor and desire blur. A year ago, they shared something quiet but real until he ghosted her without explanation. Twice. Now, with another man's proposal on the table and pressure mounting, Bilkisu must decide: will she marry for duty, or risk everything for a love that's never been allowed to breathe? But Mukhtar isn't the same man who walked away. And Bilkisu isn't the girl who waited. Set against the backdrop of tradition, expectations, and the sacrifices made in silence, Bound by Honor explores whether love can still bloom in the soil of restraint and what happens when two hearts, bound by everything but time, finally speak.

"A marriage neither of them chose. A chemistry they can't ignore. And a fate neither of them can escape." "You're avoiding me." Yusra froze, fingers tightening around the silk scarf. She didn't turn. "I'm not." Fahad scoffed. "You barely look at me. You barely speak to me." "Maybe there's nothing to say." He stepped closer, his voice low. "You've been acting like I don't exist since the conveyance. If you have a problem, say it." Yusra turned, chin lifted. "Why would I? It's not like you care." His jaw tightened. "You think I don't?" "You don't act like it." Silence. Heavy, charged. Then, before she could move, his fingers brushed hers-a fleeting touch, but enough to send a jolt of heat through her. She inhaled sharply. "You think I don't care? Since when?" His voice was rough, edged with something dangerous. He leaned in, forcing her to look up. "Then tell me why you're shaking." She wasn't. At least, she didn't think she was. But now, with his touch lingering, she wasn't so sure. Fahad's gaze flickered to her parted lips before he pulled back, his restraint like a thread about to snap. "You don't want me to care, Yusra," he murmured. "Because if I do, neither of us will be able to stop what happens next." And just like that, he walked away-leaving her breathless, rattled, and desperate to understand why she suddenly wanted him to turn back.

Bound by Fire When ambition meets desire, something always burns. Fatima has spent years building a life on her own terms-sharp, successful, and unapologetically independent. She doesn't fall easily, especially not for men who command every room they enter. But Faruk Shagari isn't just any man. With a reputation for quiet dominance and unwavering focus, he makes her question everything she thought she knew about love, trust, and surrender. Their chemistry is undeniable, but love alone may not be enough. As the wedding draws near, it's not the past haunting them-but the choices they're making now. Faruk's need for control clashes with Fatima's fear of losing herself. Misunderstandings mount. Boundaries blur. And between two forces unwilling to bend, will love survive the fire-or feed it? Can two people used to leading learn how to love without overpowering each other? Can vulnerability exist where ego used to rule? In Bound by Fire, a smoldering standalone companion to Bound by Fate, love is not the softest thing in the room-but it might be the bravest.

Two marriages. Two betrayals. One woman who has had enough. At twenty, Dr. Balaraba Adams was a rising star in her clinicals, brilliant and full of hope. At thirty-two, she is a world-class trauma surgeon who can fix a shattered heart on the operating table-but cannot mend her own. Her first husband, Faisal, was a fellow doctor whose professional jealousy turned their home into a cage. Her second, Ibrahim, traded her for the "perfect" second-wife life and stole her twins in a bitter divorce. Now, Balaraba is a warrior in a white coat, fighting "career wahala," family drama, and a desperate courtroom battle for custody. She has sworn off men forever. But Rayyan Saif has been waiting in the shadows for twelve years. He saw her as a student and lost his chance. He saw her pregnant and walked away to respect her vows. Now, he finds her broken but defiant in a courtroom-and he isn't letting go again. Rayyan doesn't just want her heart; he wants to help her burn down the world that tried to break her. But can a woman who has been failed by every man she's ever loved trust the one who has been silently loving her from afar? A long, emotional slow-burn about resilience, high-stakes medical drama, and the man who finally stayed.

When Fardous agrees to an arranged marriage with Amir, her sister's former fiancé , she doesn't expect peace, let alone affection. What begins as a quiet act of duty quickly turns into an uneasy coexistence between two strangers bound by circumstance, pride, and unspoken pain. He's composed, reserved, and unreadable. She's gentle, stubborn, and still finding her footing in a marriage that was never meant for her. Between the silences, fleeting glances, and accidental touches, something fragile begins to form something neither of them planned for nor fully understands. But in a world where expectations are heavy and emotions are dangerous, love isn't a fairytale it's a slow unraveling. And sometimes, the hardest part isn't learning to love someone new, it's allowing yourself to be loved at all. "He said he'd respect her boundaries. She didn't realize how much that promise would cost them both." I guess you'd just have to read and see. THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY.

They said love comes in different situations and it catches you right at the middle but does it really wait for the right time, or you just keep going with it? What if the love becomes an addiction of sin? will the love really pave way for itself? so many questions. My love is not your type of love and my family? Definitely the type you read about but never thought a family like that does exist. I am Suwaiba the daughter of a Brigadier general; General Bashir Hamisu. Suwaiba Bashir Hamisu.

Laylah has always known what it means to survive. From the crowded compound in Kaduna to the long, exhausting days of studying law, her life has been built on sacrifice, quiet strength, and the hope that one day, everything will be different. Sadeeq lives in a different world entirely. Controlled. Powerful. Untouchable. As a DSS officer, he moves through life with silence and authority, carrying secrets that were never meant to be shared. Their worlds were never meant to cross... until one unexpected moment brings them face to face. What begins as a simple encounter slowly unfolds into something deeper, something neither of them planned for. But love is never simple.Not when power, secrets, and two completely different lives stand in the way.And not when choosing each other might mean losing everything else.