Aisha Dantata lost her parents at just 10 years old and was raised by her uncle and his wife. In secret, she began a relationship with her cousin Umar-something only his brother Ahmed knew about. But everything changes when she meets Abdulrazaq Muhammad Nura-Umar's best friend since middle school. A successful doctor and the son of a wealthy architect, Abdulrazaq sweeps into her life unexpectedly. Now, a long-buried secret is rising to the surface... and it's threatening everything- especially her marriage. ::

Hello, I'm Afrar Massoud-only daughter of a billionaire. Half Arab, a top fashion designer in Africa, and unapologetically egotistical, I've always believed the world begins and ends with me. My father's pride, his only link to my late mother-I've lived life on my terms. Until now. Even love has limits, and my father is about to make a decision that changes everything. Then there's Marwan Navid-a brilliant orthopedic surgeon with a twisted sense of control. Born to a Fulani mother and Arab tycoon father, he walked away from his broken home, determined to win at everything. He met me once. And decided I would be his. Now, the game begins. What happens when two powerful egos collide? Can love grow between two people who refuse to bend? Or was this marriage doomed from the start?

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[ Consecutive #1 on #Islamic ] "Sometimes I wonder if you're really 14 years old or 41 years old? I grabbed her wrist and walked out of the room. Come on, let's go home."

"What's your name?" Came his voice "It's Islam" she said carefully. Why would her voice betray her? That wasn't suppose to sound so anxious, but it did. "Kidding. It must be ruiner!" He spatted and left, leaving her standing. *** As he's the definition of gentle, she's the exact opposite. Find out if she'll ever find peace, after damaging Juhaif's possessions.

A love story

Aasmita: He is my cousin brother Aasad: she is my cousin sister Aasmita: He's always been the love of my life Aasad: She's always been the love of my life Aasmita: But i never got the chance to tell him Aasad: But i never got the chance to tell her Aasmita: I'm afraid of loosing him Aasad: I'm afraid of loosing her sooo no more dogon surutu just dive in and find out how this lovers confess their love to each other.

Fatimah Muhammad is a girl of 18 years old. Intelligent, sweet and a times Rude. Beautiful, pretty and cute. Coming from a Rich family she lacks nothing. Her hatred for a guy later turns into love. How did this happen........ Abdullah Ibrahim Abubakar is the heir to I. A. S Construction Company and Co. Being the Only male in the family, he took up most of his father's business. He was born with a silver spoon. He's got the looks, fame, money, family, everything except for the one thing he needed in his life LOVE... IN his search for love he met a beautiful young lady.............. Fatimah Assalamu Alaikum Besties........ I Really Thank You For Adding My Story To Your Library (Muuuuaaahhhh, kisses & Hugs) I Really Appreciate It. Errm...... This Is My First Story (Sorta) I Do Hope You Guys Will Enjoy It. Put A Smile On My Little Cute Face By Voting And Posting Heart Touching Comments, I Promise You'll Enjoy Every Single Chapter... Much love from Meeeeee I Love Y'all ❤❤❤

A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019