Copyright © 2022. All Rights Reserved. ❝ Take my heart, and do with it as you desire. Embrace, or break it. It has only ever been yours--yours to do as you please.❞ Yasmeen Khalid doesn't thrive in the spotlight; she's not one to captivate a room or demand second glances. Instead, she finds solace with her nose buried between the pages of a book, seeking refuge away from the bustling crowds. That's where she finds her peace. However, with a fiery attitude that defies her petite frame, a few eccentricities, and a penchant for sarcasm, it's inevitable that she'll draw attention sooner or later. Not to mention, her non-existent love life makes the idea of an arranged marriage seem appealing. But everything changes when she encounters him. Suddenly, she becomes the protagonist of her own narrative. As Asad Gidado enters the scene, a new tale begins, destined to unravel in unpredictable ways. By Ferdeausee_.

COMPLETED ~JALILAH~ Jalilah, a sweet, lively, and beautiful seventeen-year-old girl, knows no care in the world. An orphan since her parents passed away when she was just a year old, she has lived her entire life with her uncle, who promised to love and care for her as his own, never differentiating between her and his own children. ~JALAL~ Jalal, a twenty-nine-year-old handsome and wealthy man, lives life on his own terms. Despite being the object of many girls' affection, he is not one to be trifled with. He maintains a cold exterior, having constructed numerous walls around himself for reasons sacred to him. No one has attempted to breach these walls, but deep down, he is fragile and teetering on the brink of losing himself. What lies behind these impenetrable walls? And what will happen when a marriage is arranged between these two contrasting individuals? Will Jalilah be able to break down the barriers? Will Jalal ever grant her the opportunity to do so? Can she save him before he succumbs to his inner turmoil? ** Join me as we embark on the journey of JALAL ABDURRAHMAN MARSHAL and JALILAH ABDULMALIK MARSHAL. Jsquare❤️ Started; 30|9|20 Completed; 24|12|21 © rukkayyatuu No plagiarizing of this book!!

Mariya...... In the depths of obscurity, a story unfolds. A tale of a girl who exists in the shadows, unseen and unheard. Her name is Mariya, a whisper in the wind, a faint echo in the silence. As I weave this narrative, I invite you to step into Mariya's world, a realm of perpetual twilight, where the lines between visibility and invisibility blur. At home, she's a ghostly presence, hovering on the periphery of her family's lives. Her parents, lost in their own worlds, barely acknowledge her existence. Her siblings, wrapped in their own cocoons, ignore her with practiced ease. In the halls of learning, Mariya haunts the shadows, unseen and unnoticed. Teachers glance over her, classmates brush past her, and friends... well, she has none. She's the quiet one, the invisible one, the one who disappears into the crowd. But what if I told you that Mariya's invisibility is more than just a feeling? What if I revealed that she's discovered a secret, a power that lets her fade into the shadows, to become one with the darkness? And what if I hinted that Mariya's not just invisible, but also waiting... waiting for the day when she'll be seen, heard, and understood? Waiting for the day when she'll emerge from the shadows and shine? That day is coming. And when it does, everything will change. Join me on this journey into the world of Mariya, where the invisible becomes visible, and the shadows come alive. Highest ranks : #9 Islamic love story #4 Hausa novels #9 arewa

COMPLETED. |Book one in the Royal Series| --- In the realm of royalty, chance encounters are not mere happenstance; they are ordained by destiny. They are destined to cross our paths, shaping our lives or altering theirs. Witness the tale of two fractured souls, their fates intertwined by the hand of destiny. Their meeting was not orchestrated; instead, it was decreed by fate itself. Within the opulent halls of the palace, amidst whispers of courtly intrigue, they found solace in each other's presence. -- "I love you with every fiber of my being," declared Ariana, her voice echoing through the grand chambers. "If I were faced with the choice between drawing breath and proclaiming my love for you, I would choose the latter without hesitation," professed Aryan, his words resounding with sincerity and devotion. --- A²🥀 Royal x Simple☘️ Started; 5|9|21 Completed; 29|1|23. © rukayyatuuu No plagiarism of this book!!

It could be the first look he had of her face. How beautiful she had looked and how the smile she wore adorned her face. Or maybe, it wasn't that. It was the way her voice sounded as she cried. How the tears of anguish rolled down her cheeks. How she begged to be rescued. It could be the way she laughed, as well. Her face, her body, how she carried herself around and how her voice calmed even the the stormiest tsunami in his soul. Or it could be her name; Sabeeha Ghabidin Ahar. He didn't know what it was that got him hooked to her. Or how on earth he got enslaved by her thoughts. All he knew was, Sabeeha was an obsession he didn't mean to have...but he'd trade his soul to keep. She would always be his Beautiful Beeha, no matter the thorns on the road and even if she's Twice His Age...Zaid knew he'd love her, always and forever.

[Featured on #CelebrateBlackStories reading list by Wattpad] #1 ContemporaryLit 12/2/21 Damon Johnson's never been the guy to settle down, but when he lays eyes on Lenell Richards, he starts figuring out how to change his ways to win her heart. ***** Damon Johnson, an aspiring software engineer, and Lenell Richards, a pre-med student, are now sophomores in college. They have a mutual connection, Lenell's ex-boyfriend, but have never met or seen each other until they spot each other in the dorm lobby. During this time, Damon's friends make a bet to see which one of the guys can get a girl to fall in love with them the fastest. Damon and Lenell begin to fall in love unexpectedly and hard, and their relationship begins to flourish. Soon, things begin to get difficult when Damon has to figure out how to avoid his friends knowing about Lenell, work through his past and insecurities, and navigate her ex. If he doesn't get it right, he can lose her. A story of two star-crossed college lovers. Content can be mature at times. Cover designed by me! I do not own any of the pictures used in the book. (Editing)

"You are fired," he said, as my heart broke into tiny pieces. "No please sir, don't separate me from Imad. I beg of you," I pleaded in agony. What sins have I committed to deserve this? How can I stay without seeing the child I have been raising like my own for three years. Why is he doing this to me? ••• Layla put her whole life on hold to take care of a young boy named Imad. She has been taking care of him since he was a three years old. They share an unbreakable bond, he counts on her and she has made him her world. Ahmed Damari a tactless, cold hearted business man who has no time to waste and no space for affection. The uncle of the boy. He wants nothing to do with her but he just can't seem to stop thinking about her. What happens when two different worlds collide and when unwanted feelings thrive? Written By: Naila Ali [ Highest Ranked #1 in spiritual.✨] hi

He loved her so much. She loved him even more. But all of a sudden she couldn't remember all the love they both shared. Only time can tell if the Forgotten love would come back. ** He was dark chocolate in complexion his eyes where red and he smelt awful with a dirty brown toothpick which hanged lazily on the side of his lip. "Excuse me please. let go of me." I tried to escape from his hard grip but it was useless. If he takes this money from me what would I tell my step mother she would never believe that i got robbed even if I had bruises all over my body. "If it's the money you want just take it." I spoke with fear my voice trembling, Because that was much better than I getting attacked reducing my future bride price. Please no. "I want you to give me the car keys get in the car with me and maybe we could have some..... fun later." He winked disgustingly at me. I looked around for any sign of a human being but there wasn't anyone around the security men were far away so screaming is hopeless. "Please just let me go i will give you the money." "Did I tell you I wan-" "I think the lady asked you to let her go." I sharply turned to who ever came to save me. The first thing I notice was that he was tall, wearing all white With a stubble. He didn't wear a smile, but even with a frown in the dark he looked really handsome. **

Highest Rank #61 Mum was struggling to breathe, her legs kicking hard as they shuffled on the floor. I pulled on dad's hands which gripped mum's neck but he was quick to nudge me with his shoulder, forcing me to stagger, hitting my head on the wall. Tiny white stars danced before my eyes as quick darkness closes in on me. Mum was gasping. Dad hasn't let go. I staggered up, my eyes clearing off a little as I rushed to dad. Glancing at mum, her pupils were dilating, the white part of her eyeballs slowly taking over completely. Dad's eyes were bloodshot with no emotions whatsoever registered in them. Mum's kicks were slowing down with her hand slowly losing grip. I screamed and bite into dad's hands, chewing as though I was hungry for meat. The metallic taste of blood trickled into my mouth but I didn't let go as I bit harder. All his efforts to push me away were in vain as I kept my gaze on mum, every slow kick she gave urging me to bite in more. Then dad let go. And mum's body slumped. Sprawling on the floor like a bunch of weak leaves. I let go off dad's hand and rushed to her. No pulse. No heartbeat. ****** This emotional fiction gives it's readers an opportunity to peek into the life of a pained woman and her struggles to survive when abandoned by a man she's ever loved. ****** African society has given men so much control over women. No matter what a woman accomplishes in life, once she's not under a man, she's seen as utter useless.... Religion, society and family have subconsciously compelled African women into accepting everything including domestic violence as long as the 'Mrs' title is retained. Many women have lost their lives through physical and emotional abuse. They stay put in abusive relationships cos most are afraid to bear the tag "divorcee", so they rather die than leave. Most African men are proud cheats, with the excuse that "men are polygamous in nature". Sadly, women are the most supporters of this false ideology.

The story is about a girl named rayhana Rayhana is a girl of about 19 years she is dark in complexion, tall, she's half kanuri half hausa her mom being from Borno and her dad from kano. She is the third daughter of a rich business tycoon Alhaji Muhammad Aliyu Who is in love with Ahmad Ibrahim Buratai the second son of a rich tycoon Find out about their relationship ❤️❤️❤️❤️