#20 Spritual (29/12/2020) #2 Fulani (28/12/2020) #1 Hausa (11/12/2021) A girl that haphazardly steps into a mans life and tries to steer him out of his bad ways... In a small village in Adamawa, lived Noor. A beautiful 16 year old fulani girl, timid but outspoken, shy but brave, mellow but dynamic. Her father died when she was very young, leaving two wives and four children behind. Her aunt; her father's immediate younger sister, whose conduct was reprehensible, vowed to make her life a living hell, and she did; or atleast she tried. With the nature of her mother's small business, they find it hard to survive in that small village. Fed up by enemies, haters, criticisers, bad mouthers, her mom decided to move to the city. Nabeel; the son of a rich business tycoon. Rich, hot, arrogant, menacing, don't forget how much of a spoilt brat he is. When these two souls clashes, is it true that opposites attracts?. Follow them in thier journey as drama unfolds, secrets unravel, truth and lies are revealed and emotions are discovered. True, you can't completely change a soul, all you can do is try and remind them, and then pray that Allah SWT will change their heart... That's why Noor is trying, the light of his eyes

What's it like having the Toughest Meanest guy In school fall in love with you? It's a little like having some Tough Love

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"do you know the meaning of your name?"her father asked "yes,you told me.....an angel"she replied "you are my and your mother's angel"he said with a proud smile. She went on a journey that led her to her FOREVER

THIS BOOK IS NOW A PREVIEW It wasn't the color of his eyes, or how they were hooded and look almost half asleep, everything took on life as long as she stared into his eyes. It was what she saw in them, what he made her see, how he looked at her, there was not a single stare of his that hadn't plunged her more in love with him, with his eyes he made her feel loved, he reprimanded her with them and he made her toes curl under her feet. All the deep, dark twisted side of him became opened to her, through his eyes, at his expressive best, or when they shifted to conceal a pain that he was sure revealing that would cause her pain. His Hazels. *** If Being Bilaal's wife came with a price, it was a tag worth every cent, every pain and sacrifice she'd made all her life..

After the tragic loss of her parents, fifteen-year-old SADIYA is sent to live with her uncle's family in a town far from everything she's ever known. There she meets her two cousins. ABDULLAH, the effortlessly charming and carefree one who fills every room with laughter, and YAHAYA, the brilliant but brooding older brother who always seems annoyed by her presence. Caught between a boy who makes her heart race and one who makes it ache, Sadiya must find her place in a home that's not quite hers, while trying not to lose herself or her heart in the process.

........I screamed Faisal's name but nobody could hear me, I called Ummi, Baba even my brother, nobody answered. The person did not utter a word, he did not talk only my screams. And now I am completely naked. I couldn't fight again. I kept quiet and did not say anything, I kept quiet. I was being raped....... !!!Beautifully tragic!!! Read at your own risk(this means the book has not been edited and finished) Pictures provided. Vote every chapter please. Hoping to get lots of reads and votes. X0X0 😘

Sometimes what you think you can't handle is exactly what you need to let go of.

Within the walls of life lies what you are looking for. Abundance does not always lead to scarcity. Don't forget to always choose yourself and not what society wants for you. You are probably confused with all the description above, add this to your reading list and i promise you will be captivated.

Ducking away, she ran out of Hajia's living room with a loving smile on her lips. She banged her head on a broad chest that gave her a souvenir of a scent, just as juicy as her husband's. She knew he was the one, her Twin kept to his words. Not looking up to his face, she wrapped her hands around his waist and nuzzled her face deep into his chest, chuckling. "I missed you so much, Hassan. I was just moving in that kitchen fah, but your thoughts were a second away from making me crazy!" She lifted up her legs and planted a smooch on his left cheek. Roughly, she was peeled off his chest and a certain longing of his warmth seeped within her. That was bad. What happened to him? He left looking all loving, had she done something wrong? She looked into his eye level, lifting her face completely because of their height different. This is her husband, but why the hard face and the frown? Is this a frank? He didn't missed her? Or was he pulling her legs? Nadia's thoughts were put into a halt when he opened his mouth, he sounded exactly as her husband would, just the words differed. "I'm Hussain!" It was her husband's twin! Not even a single mark was there on their faces to help her differ between the cheerful Hassan and a grumpy Hussain. She felt her limbs gone weak as he walked past her. • What would happen when Nadia keeps mistaking her husband for her Husband's twin? I'm loving this much! I'm sure you would too!