Surrayya doesn't do complications. Life is sweet when you keep things simple- bake, paint, watch F1, and avoid emotional entanglements. Feelings? Too messy. Love? Too risky. She'd rather stick to what she can control: her dreams, her business, and her ever-growing collection of car facts no one asks for. Hafiz likes life structured. Numbers make sense. Investments have predictable outcomes. He has always believed that with enough discipline, life can be controlled. But lately, he's starting to realize- some things aren't meant to follow a formula, proving that even the best-laid plans can crash and burn. Their paths weren't supposed to cross. And yet, somehow, they crashed into each other-in the most unexpected place. She's all spontaneity; he's all logic. She runs from feelings; he's learning to confront them. Neither of them is looking for love, but love? It might just be looking for them. Because sometimes, the best things in life happen when you're not paying attention.

She thought she lost everything... Until fate gave her back a reflection of the man she loved. His legacy lives on. But could the other 'he' ever truly replace him? The painful truth: some loves are too broken to mend, while others are simply destined to be repeated. A story about Love Heartbreak, Healing, and the enduring power of a family bond Meet Ahmad, the firstborn son of a CEO, destined to inherit the chairman's chair. But will he wait for his father to hand over the reins, or forge his own path? Enter Sarah, a kind-hearted student pursuing her first degree in a foreign land, away from family and friends. Her helpful nature earns her the nickname 'busybody,' but there's more to her story..... As fate brings Ahmad and Sarah together, a complicated web of emotions unfolds. Ahmad's younger brother Farouq falls for Sarah, sparking a rivalry between the siblings. Will he let go, or fight for her affection? 🔥 Join us on the journey of Ahmad and Sarah as they navigate love, family, and self-discovery in this captivating tale of two individuals from different worlds.🤭🥰

A Romance - Thriller. •~• An accident brings Laura Taiwo to a coma. After a year, she is awake with no memory of the people around her especially the handsome, sexy doctor who claims to be her husband. But she seems to remember a nightmare she's been having for a year. . . in a coma. Her nightmare not only shatters her whole world, but it brings her closer to the real one. Excerpt🎬: "You like what you see?" He crossed his arms over his chest, aligning his muscles and raising his ash polo shirt which gave her a great view of his Calvin Klein boxers. Being a chicken, she avoided his steamy gaze and gave an excuse to use the toilet. She ran into the master bedroom and she stared into the mirror. Her exacerbated reflection didn't deflect the daring gaze Jonathan had burned into her. "I thought people only ran when they were chased." He spoke from the door, his lean body relaxed on its frame. His voice teased her and pleased her. He moved closer before she could utter a lame excuse. He stopped less than a feet away from her, she cranked her neck to look boldly at him. She could feel his breath on her face but he didn't touch her still. So why could she feel him everywhere? *------------------------------------------------* Best Rankings on RTF: 26/08/2021: #3 Romamcereads2020 06/07/2021: #1 Africa 23/01/2021: #2 Amazon 22/02/2020: #1 Phoniexquill2019 03/05/2020: #1 Taa2019 #1 Projectnaija #5 Amazon #1 Assassin 20/05/2020: #5 BestBooksOnWattpad 14/06/2020: #1 Africabookclub #5 Hotline 16/08/2022 ~ 1/11/2022: #1 Proudnigerian Edited by ©IgweSharonstone ©IgweSharonstone.2019 Disclaimer: the picture in the cover photo doesn't belong to me in any way.

The story I will tell you now , you have never heard before,it is unlike the fables that your mother told you by the light of the Moon.It is untold to you, unknown to people who are not like me. It was told to me by my father, who was told by his own father. It is a story that has been passed from generations to generations, to explain why we are what we are, why we are treated like royalty and feared like the king of evil himself; èsú. At first I did not believe, it had sounded foreign to my ears, but now I do. Because I have seen the proof.Mother must not know that I am telling you this story, but I simply cannot hold it in. No one knows this, but I simply must tell you.I do not want to keep you in the dark. You are too dear to me. Enough beating around the bush, I can see you tapping your feet on the ground, and wiggling in your seat . Let us go back, Way back, To before any of our parents were born. Sit tight dear, We might take a while. For this is the story of a little girl , Who became great. And this is the story, Of the price that came with greatness.

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.