Forced to spend two weeks with a monster like Emeliano Alfredo, Innocent and determined Rebecca Lewis's life changed for the worse. *** Traveling back to the town where she was born, Rebecca Lewis had a toe to toe argument with the most ruthless bastard in the city; little did she know that her not-so-clever act would put her in danger. 14 days. One mansion. One bed. One innocent woman. One not-so-innocent man. What could go wrong?

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!

Before I could even get the chance to enter my car, someone had already slapped me hard on my cheeks. I raise my face to see who it was and got the shock of my life. I could feel my heart skip a beat and my stomach twist a tight knot, when I saw the guy I had a crush on, ever since the first day our gazes met. He was the one that raised his hand and slapped me hard across the cheek. I was trying my best not to let my pride get the best of me, as tears threaten to stream down my cheeks, but I managed to blink them back. And the idiot, lowlife still had the guts to tell me rubbish, that I didn't have the right to slap his sister and that my father's money wouldn't be enough to buy her in any way. He also added that my car is just a trash in someone else's house, as if he could even afford it. How dare he insult me that way! In my entire twenty years of existence, nobody had ever raised his filthy hand on me before - not even my mom that is very strict. The guy obviously didn't know what a millionaire's daughter was capable of doing. I vowed to let him know that nobody dare touch the only heiress to Agogo family and go scot free. I would make sure to show him what a millionaire's money could do to change his whole life into unforgettable disaster. ~ ~ ~ Meet Khadeejah Muhammad Agogo, the beloved and only daughter of Alhaji Muhammad Agogo and the heiress of a multimillion company. A headstrong, spoiled brat, who has a strong dislike for the poor. But what happens when she crosses paths with the witty Yushraf Sufyaan Imam and develops feelings for the lower class man, whom after the death of his parents was left to take care of his twin sister. Will their relationship work out? Or will there be hurdles hindering it? Find out by reading this mind blowing book ❤️ My Crush

A lost childhood, A chaotic present, A set of parents who needs to get a taste of their own medicine, And a journey to redemption, severing old ties and creating new ones. A journey of 52 weeks that portrays the strength of a United family and a girl who vowed to never give up even though she has every reason to.

Fated for each other yet are unsure of each other's motives. Nasreen a young lecturer is arranged to get married to Irfan after she was jilted by her epic lover, Habeeb. The start of their marriage was rough as they were still settling their differences. Time passes, and the gap between them fills. Nasreen faces an unfortunate circumstance as her epic lover Habeeb returns to take revenge for betraying their love. Which took a turn in her successful marriage, making her face adversities and adversaries in her marriage. Years later their love and passion are tested when Irfan betrays Nasreen's love, which shakes the foundation of their love. Will their love win in the end again?

He is the only son of the king Heir to the throne The most selfish and arrogant man you'll ever come across When he speaks everyone listens....... Then there she is, An innocent orphan Forced to be a maid in the palace But that is not her deepest story.............. A story of two different people who hated each other at first sight but only one has the right to show physical hatred towards the other, But what happens when one starts developing feelings for the other? Could it be one sided? Or will they go head over heels for each other? * * "What is your name" he asked sounding so angry "Jadwa" I answered trembling because his voice sounded like tunder to my ears "Open your mouth and reply me with words when i speak to you and how dare you stand when i am standing" he shouted sounding louder then before walking closer to me * * * Just a sneak peak of what to expect HE IS ROYALTY AND SHE IS JUST A PALACE MAID BUT WAS SHE REALLY MEANT TO BE JUST A PALACE MAID? Follow me through the journey of JADWA and SULTAN............. This is a Hausa/English novel, so there will be a-lot of hausa and English mixtures 😁😁😁😁😁 Happy reading

# 5th in Arewa Nov 5th 2020 #1st in Afreen Feb 6th 2021 ~"Baby girl I'm seriously jealous of Ed Sheeran"...He said ~ "Why? His songs are soo sweet and romantic"...She said ~"It's not that it's because he described you in his song perfect"...He said Ouuuuuuuu, this is going to be a hot ride🥵 Afreen Mou'az; A very beautiful and kind hearted lady whose looks are good enough to cause an accident. Afreen is a girl that is full of energy, so bubbly and fun to be around but is completely broken from the inside. Afreen is the one and only daughter to Alhaji Mou'az Ibrahim, a very famous and successful business man........ Aabid Bukar Bulama B.B; A handsome good looking man. He is tall, handsome, has a husky masculine voice, sideburns, pointed nose and dimples. We could say he has it all. He is every girls dream just not Afreens. The second child of Alhaji Bukar Bulama , one of the richest statesman in Nigeria... Follow us as we unfold the mysteries behind the two lives.. You won't regret it insha Allah. Authors- Teemarh__ and Leema_h..

Poor Ruwaida Mahmoud had to get married to her friend's brother, Turaad, a rich sophisticated Doctor not knowing she had signed a contract to save her life! _______________________________ Her eyes tinged with tears the moment she raised her head to look at him. All the while he spent talking to her, she had her head down, staring endlessly at her hands. His words filled with a sincerity which he had shown broke her to pieces. The most she could do was smile at him. Even if she wanted to, her words wouldn't be able to make sense. She had so much to say, so much to let out, but then, her vocals refused to let her. He held both her hands and smiled back, his other hand on the small hospital bed she had laid. "You scared me Waida, I almost passed out seeing you being trolled back into the ICU you know," He said, and laughed, ducking his head low, as the way he had acted replayed in his memory. She also chortled silently, not minding the tears that refused to stop, moments like this, always left her emotional. "I did? But I'm fine now ain't I," she asked and he placed a hand on his forehead, his overdramatic wife mode had just been turned on. "Yes you're, but please don't ever do that again," he said with a stern face. "Promise me," With an absentminded look in her eyes, she nodded and gave a quick reply. "Yes Muhammad, I promise," Love_ Silentwriter ☕️

. . . . . The man took her to a small office downstairs. It seemed he was the owner of the hotel, given how well he knew his way around. She sobbed quietly, her sister's betrayal hurting more than Halima's beating. Today, she had to find out that her sister had no heart. "Take this," the mysterious man passed her an ice pack. "Use it on the swelling." She took it from him. "Thanks." The man studied her. She looked so young. What was a young lady like her doing in a hotel while her mates were in school? The man wondered. Women of today have no shame at all. "What were you thinking?" he asked. "Excuse me?" she asked, cocking a brow. "What were you thinking when you followed that man to the hotel? Don't you have any shame?" "Stop it. Stop talking as if you know the whole truth. You don't even know half of the story, but you're already judging," she said. He cackled. "Oh, really? What I witnessed is enough for me. You sell your body for money. It's as simple as that." "Shut up!" "The truth hurts, right? Next time, you should think before repeating the same mistake." "Please shut up!! Please," she broke into tears. It hurts a lot. Now she's the prostitute. People will laugh at her if they come to watch the videos some people took. "Okay," he raised his hands up in surrender. "I want to go home," she stood up. "I can send my driver to drop you if you want." "No, thank you. Wouldn't want part two to repeat itself," she said sarcastically. "Thanks for the ice, anyway." A story about two sisters fighting for their rights. A secret they've sworn to keep from the world. One of these sisters has to take the blame for the other sister's wrongdoing, and there's no way this innocent sister can speak the truth. No one would believe her, except one man.

NASRIN MUHAMMAD KANGIRMO , is a 17-year-old model, who hides her modeling career from her family, she's a carefree, stubborn lady who has only one fear of her parents finding out about her modeling career. what happens when her dad alhaji Muhammad kangirmo finds out about her modeling job and decides to marry her off to his friends' son, AHMAD KABIR BINDAWA who is a spoilt brat with no respect or dignity for women yet he's still the ladies man as girls are always tripping over him... How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek, And in the pallor that succeeds it; by The quivering lid of an averted eye-- Will they put aside their difference and let faith take its toll? follow me on the love story of Nasrin and Ahmad as they face different challenges in their marital life .#hatred,#deciet#cruelty #disgust, and finally, love