'Kwallina!' Zuciyarta ta buga da wannan kalmar, jan jikinta ta fara yi tana son isa inda ta jefar da kwallin, ji take shi kaɗai ne Zai iya taimakonta, shi kaɗai ne zai iya hana HAMOUD aikata duk wani abu da yake hari. Dafe kwalbar kwallin ta yi tana ƙoƙarin ɗauka. Da shi da gabjejen takalmin ƙafarsa ya ɗora a hannun nata, ya murje, ya muttsike, ya ƙara murjewa har sai da sautin rugurgujewar kwalbar da yatsunta ya fita, ta kwalla gigitacciyar ƙara jin kwalaben sun lume a tafin hannunta, a haka ta ji sautinsa yana faɗa mata abin da ya dakatar da fitar numfashinta. "Idan akwai halittar da ba zan taɓa yafewa a duka duniyata ta ba, to ke ce Fakriyya. Ki yi zina da mahaifina, ki keta alfarmar mahaifiyata, ki zo kuma ki aure Ni? Wane irin kwamcala ce wannan? Ki faɗa mini me na miki a rayuwa da za ki min wannan hukuncin? Ta ya ya ma na aure ki, me ya sa na so ki? Me zan miki?... Lura: (Akwai tarin sarƙaƙiya a labarin, ku taho a sannu, kuna kiyaye duk wani motsi na jaruman)

"We have to live together. I am tired of this game" I said. "Game! Do you think what's going on between us is a game, it's destiny Ray, our fate". "I do not know. Sometimes I feel insecure and lonely. Often even in your presence I feel that you are far away from me". I felt a pang. She smiled and looked at me intensely. "That was not your promise Ray, I promised I was going to visit anytime you miss me which I have been doing. You promised not to worry". I kept mute and we ate slowly in silence afterwards. "Let's go" .She said. "Let's ride around". The sky had turned faint red in colour. I rode slowly feeling her warm body pressing against me. The noise of street sank down and i felt deep calmness. We sat on a cement bench under the bridge near the walk way. The view was majestic. The gentle waves in the lake glistened in the fading sun light. Tall grass spread on both sides of the lake like a green carpet. Suddenly she lay down on the grassy ground closing her eyes and took a deep breath. The sky was clear with innumerable stars glistening. "Hey dreamer, come to me". She said her eyes sparkling. I moved forward and lay close to her, then turned to face her. She rolled over to me and i felt her gentle kisses on my face. "I wish to be melted into you, penetrate into you, not just a part of my body but the whole of it. I miss you Marwah". I said and sighed. She laughed looking stunned. Her laughter echoed. "You must have been reading those hot love stories recently Ray". She said making me smile shyly. She pulled me suddenly to her and kissed hard at my lips. I returned her kiss as we hugged each other tightly. The tightness of her hug went soft as she gently pulled away from me. I tried hard to read her face in the reflection of the moon light. I felt a sharp intense pain in my chest as she started to walk away. I yelled her name, crying and telling her to come back. "Strong men don't cry Ray, wipe those tears and know that your Marwah forever loves you".

Jamaal, brilliant doctor, mommas boy. Has always loved the idea of love. Watching his parents journey and his mom's state after his father passed away just made it stronger. After he gets used for his looks and money, he doesn't know what to do anymore. But the heart wants what it wants. Will he find live in another? ---------------------- Farha, scared of love and opening herself after a series of hard relationships, finally decides to give love a chance. But not to anyone she expected. Will this be another mistake? Or will she find herself in him and trust love again. ---------------------- Two hearts, both desperate for love but each heart has a different approach and view on it. Follow Farha and Jamaal through their journey to finding love and a home in each other. ~Ahlam🥀

Hannan Rajab is a teenage Nigerian Muslim girl, who is broken hearted. She was betrayed by her only love Jafar Hafiz. Who broke her heart on their high school graduation ceremony. Hannan vowed never to have anything with any guy again. As she tries to run away from her past, she had an encounter with an handsome rich guy called Abdulrahim Omar. Th CEO of Omar incorp. He's a business freak and after Allah, his company comes second. After he lost his wife to be, Hafifa. He barely have time for girls. This is a beautiful unexpected love journey of a young Muslimah called Hannan as she explores through life and as such, her faith was tested in different ways. Will she overcome this distraction and go on with her plans ? Find out how fate led them into romantic and right paths of their lives

She was lost, but He found her. *** It wasn't the way she flinched whenever someone touched her hand, or how she bites her lip to stop her tears from falling but the way he could easily detect her broken pieces even from afar. And that alone makes him determined to find her broken pieces.. Not to mention her enchanting beauty.

"Why the hell would I want to marry you?!"I snapped "Well I don't wanna marry you either! but we don't have much of a choice now do we?"he spat,his jaw clenched When Abba tells you you're getting married to that cousin you never really liked, but you don't have a choice. And " I never wanted to marry you" turns to "I'm so lucky to have you"

Nafisat Yusuf is a 24 year old Nigerian Muslim who teaches at Hamilton Preschool. She loves children and hopes to have some herself in the future with someone who would help complete half her deen. Shaby Khalid is a 26 year old Indian Muslim who is a neurosurgeon at his late grandpa's hospital which is now controlled by his dad Luqman Khalid who is a heart surgeon along with his 22 year old brother Malik who is also a heart surgeon. Shaby's parents are searching girls for him to marry but he's not interested in them but finds an interest in Nafisat Yusuf for a long time and is now planning to ask for her hand in marriage. But will her Nigerian parents agree for her to marry an Indian man even if he is Muslim? Will they be able to live happily after? Read to find out more about Nafisat and Shaby's journey.

Same religion, different ethnicity! This story practically revolves around the relationship between two culturally different persons, and the challenges they faced in getting the approval of their parents in their inter-tribal marriage. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Manal Usman is 21 years old and has just finished her NYSC program. She's the daughter of Usman Maidoki, the district head of Unguwan Doki. Her father is widely known for his tribalism and prejudice, thus no one in their family is allowed to marry someone outside their ethnicity, Hausa. Idris Abdulmalik is a 28-year-old Pharmacist working with one of the public hospitals in Kano. His mother is Igala from Kogi State and his father is Nupe from Niger State. They have been living in Kano for nearly two decades now... •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• This is outrightly not a true life story but a product of my own imagination. Hence, any resemblance to an actual event is a mere coincidence. However, you should know that the locales are a combination of reality and whims. Read more by adding this book to your library. Thank you. Dedicated to Haulat S. Adamu (Rest In Peace)

This is not a happy-ever-after romance. This is a story of love, loss, and the unexpected turns of fate. Munaar Ahmad is the perfect example of a young Muslim Fulani girl... bright, free-spirited, and living life just the way she dreamed. But her world shatters when an old promise between their parents forces her into marriage with her next-door neighbour... the same man she's secretly loved since childhood. Suddenly, Munaar finds herself torn between duty and desire, fear and hope. Can she cope with the weight of early marriage? Will she survive the changes it brings? And... will she ever find love in the place she least expected? Find out in Unforgettable, a story that will tug at your heart, test your tears, and remind you what it truly means to love.

*Could you ever love a broken person?* "I understand that you're broken," he said as he lifted her chin so she stared directly into his eyes. "But I want you to understand that it is my job to restore the happiness you lost. I am your husband now, Afrah. And it is my responsibility to make you happy. So that is my mission from now until the end of time." Afrah stared down at her hands, feeling as though her soul was being wrenched from her body. She couldn't look him in the eye. Not after what she had gone through. Not when she still saw the devil in his eyes. * It is said that the most painful wounds leave the deepest scars. No one could attest to that more than Afrah Aminu. For eleven years she's kept a secret to herself, knowing that she might never be able to tell anyone. Not that she wanted to. But now, with the sudden arrival of a strange man in her life, she finds herself thrown into the terrifying situation of having to relive it all. As he tears down each and every wall she has set up around her heart, the memories of that haunting night come crashing in waves. Will she be able to survive it? Or will she be crushed underneath its weight?