ONCE A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY "It's time" The simple sentence could be interpreted in different ways. Time? The favorable and appropriate time to do something. To do what? Was the thing she was most scared of. No matter how hard she tried to form ignorance, she knew what that particular daunting sentence meant. Time to get married, not just any type of marriage, an arranged marriage. Every family has a tradition and the Garko family did too. Although traditions are different, theirs too was, a tad bit orthodox even. It was an arranged marriage and she was next.

Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

Assalamualaikum warahmatulahi wabarakatuhu beautiful people! This is a Q&A book where I will tell you things about Islam and where you can ask me questions about Islam! I am not a professional but In'Sha'Allah I will be able to help you all! •Rabbe zidne ilma {Aameen} Oh lord! Increase me in knowledge! {Amen}• •Ya Ghafur! Surely you are Ar-Rahman, Ar-Raheem, Al- Ghafar! So please all-forgiver! Help me and forgive me for my sins! Forgive me if i mislead my fellow Muslim brother and sisters! Aameen!• •O guider of Repentance! Help me and guide me to the right path. Keep me on the straight path and don't let go of me if I go astray. Bring me back into light and remove darkness from my sight. Fill my eyes with the beauty of your signs and help me to repent. O accepter of repentance! Accept my repentance wholeheartedly and make me repent successfully in a return upon the favours you have bestowed upon me. Aameen!• Updates: Fridays and any day I am free and able to update Highest ranking: #251 in Spiritual on 30th September 2017

"Tun ina yarinya kike zagin mahaifiyata, tun bansan menene maanar kalmomin wulakanci da muzgunawa ba nakejin kina fadarsu ga mahaifiyata, ina cikin wannan halin wani azzalumi yaje ya kashe min mahaifiya, a gaban idona kika hana a tafi dani inda zanji dadin rayuwata, babu yadda na iya haka na biyoki inda kika doro mani karan tsana, kullum sai kin zage kin dukeni, sunan mahaifiyata kuwa ya zama abun zagi a gareki a koda yaushe, kin hanani abinci, kin sakani wanka da ruwan sanyi lokacinda ake matukar sanyi, kin cuceni iya cutuwa, a haka Allah ya rayani. Sai ke yau dan rana daya kince zakici uwata nace nima zanci taki shine zakiyi kukan munafurci? Ni kin taba laakari da irin kukan danake cikin dare kullun? Dukda mahaifiyata ta rasu hakan bai hanaki zaginta ba. To na fada da babbar murya, wallahi duk kika kara cewa zakici uwata to sai naci taki uwar nima, and that's final!" Zuwa yanzu duk bakin cikin dake zuciyar Badiyya saida ya fito, kuka take kamar ranta zai fita, mahaifiyarta kawai takeda bukata, bakin ciki ya mata yawa, batada wanda zai saka ranta yayi sanyi bayan Momynta, amma tayi mata nisan da yakeda wuyar isa. Ta buda baki zatayi magana kenan Ahmad ya wanke ta da marika kyawawa guda biyu, ta dama da haggu, rike wajen tayi tana kallonshi. Magana ya fara cikin tsananin bacin rai, "Yanzu Badiyya a gabana kike cewa zakici uwarta? Uwata kenan fa Badiyya! To ko Yaya kika zaga bazan kyaleki ba balle wadda ban taba gani ba, dan haka wallahi zakiyi mugun dana sani," ya fada cikeda tsananin fushi, yana kara kai mata mazga saman kai. Kukane ya kara kwace mata "Kai kenan da baka taba ganin taka ba, nifa? Nifa Dady?! Na taba ganinta, nasanta, nasan dadin uwa, amma haka wani azzalumin ya raba ni da ita, sannan kai da nake tunanin zaka share min hawaye kaine kake kara sakani kuka, me na maka? Me Momyna ta maka?" Ta tambaya tana kureshi da idanu. _______ Me zai faru a rayuwar yarinya yar shekara goma data rasa mahaifiyarta? Wace irin rayuwa zatayi a gidan yayar mahaifinta?

I have a secret obsession. You probably may wonder why it's a secret when I've made it pretty obvious on the gram. Everyone knows about my obsession, well, except him, of course. And the universe seemed to be on my side the day I got to be his maid for a few hours. Only that, I've never expected that a day that started so amazing could end so badly. I've never expected that I'd regret seeing him that day. Or that I'd end up hating him and avowing never to forgive him for the rest of my life. But destiny has a funny way of twisting with lives; just like it has twisted with me. And I ended up not just a maid for a day for him, but a live-in maid! And just when I thought I've hated him enough not to be fascinated by him, the universe showed me that I haven't even loved him enough. And he turned out not to be the person I thought he was. Breaking all those walls I've carefully built around my heart to crash without even trying to. Making me fall harder in love with him-just that this time, even though I knew that I'd never have a chance with the President's Son, it couldn't have been clearer. I loved him, but he had someone else. Carrying the little self esteem I have, I took the leapt of being with someone else. But...could I really live without the President's Son? Is the secret I'm hiding, meddled with the hatred of him that I buried in my heart, be an opener to something beautiful...or worse? Maybe Zafir's Story and I would be an epic lovestory. Maybe not. --- Preview Chapters Only!

Have you ever loved something to the extent that you could lie blatantly about it? In Jalilah's case, she had. She had loved ballet since she was a little girl, but being born from a northern Nigerian family, she had never got to be the ballerina she had always dreamed of. Did she let go of that dream? No, because she would lie for the sake of ballet, she would lie about being married so her mother could let her leave! Yazeed had never been choked up in a mess like this, but he had no choice but to stay mute and watch the drama unfold before his eyes. How would you feel to have a girl lie to her mother about you being her husband right before your eyes? They left, and she got what she had always been dreaming of. She knew she would love him someday, but she had never seen that day to be this close. What would she do? After knowing that their days together were numbered, she had to find another lie to tell her mother for them to find their separate ways. It got to the point that she couldn't pretend anymore, and she asked him the question. "Can I be your Mrs?" Yazeed had heard that question more than he cared to count, but she had never gotten an answer from him. Would he say yes and make her his lawful Mrs without her past life poking up? Or he would say no and live with the regret of not having her in his life? Which would be a topping to his already grieving soul.

[#4 on Spiritual🔥🔥 On 24 September 2018] "Why is everybody avoiding me because of my voice? Was I the one that created myself? No. I was ridiculed, humiliated, harassed, all because of my voice. Why could'nt everyone understand how it hurts? Not even my mother. Why? I know you were asking my name because you want to hear the vulgar man like voice of a very beautiful lady. You want to laugh at me too. Well__My name is Hayfah Talhah Muhammad. Leave, go and laugh to your fill. But know__ I was created like this! And I believe it's a blessing in disguise. Why could'nt everyone understand? Why?" She wiped away her tears with her hijab, which were not stopping anytime from now. She left him confused, what is she going through? Is everyone making fun of her? But why? Nothing is wrong with her voice. He love her voice!. _____ The story of a very beautiful young lady, with her husky man's like voice. Will she be accepted? Will she ever find her true love? Just tail behind, as I tell you the story of Hayfah Talhah Muhammad.

A girl in her early twenties find her self in a battle between getting married off to any one or choosing the right spouse. will she be determined to follow her heart and choose the right person or would she give in to her extended family demands ? find out in Nismat

She was afraid to get married again not because of anything but because of how her first marriage was. She's a princess yet patient She can have the world at the tip of her finger but rather choose to be a good wife than a spoiled brat. She's love and cherish by all because of her inner beauty and facial beauty. ** He's the son of a millionaire He owns a personal company yet not rude He love both the poor and the rich. His only problem is that of his love life Find out more about these two different people from different world Started 1st of January 2020 Ends 16th of March 2020 {Word Count= 70,000 - 80,000}