Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. In the world of feelings, they say the heart is a bit unpredictable, fluttering unexpectedly and swaying in moments when the mind can't keep up. Sa'adatu likes sticking to her routine, finding comfort in the usual. Change isn't her thing; she's happy with the way things are. But suddenly, a surprising shift comes knocking-a tough task that seems impossible to win. In this whimsical tale, Adnan Bayero shows up as a spark of hope, but Sa'adatu is unsure. After living in an illusion for too long, the reality she sees now is not what she imagined. Life, akin to the heart's capricious dance, unfolds with surprises. The avoidance of the unexpected might just be the resonating crescendo, orchestrating the whimsical ballet of the heart. By Ferdeausee_

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

~Sequel to Let Me Be Yours~ Let's join Amira and Ali in their journey of adventure, forgiveness, finding love, unraveling secrets, heartbreak, compromise and a lot more. Will their love ever be enough to keep them together?

After literally being forced to wed her lover's elder brother, Amira realizes he's worse than she'd assumed. Having to deal always with his hatred, abuse and coldness towards her, how long will it take for her patience to run out completely? Or what's the hot button she needs to call it all over? Will Ali ever realize he's wrong about her? Will he ever get over his hatred? Will he ever see her differently? Even if he does, will she ever find it in her heart to forgive him? Or will their relationship peter out entirely?

Destined for each other yet unsure of each other's motives, Sultana is arranged to get married to save her father's business and reputation. They were strangers who turned husband and wife with just a statement. But as time passes the ice between them melts. Little did they know that they would fall immensely in love with each other. Sultana faces unfortunate circumstances as she goes through different ordeals one after the other from the hands of his mother and her sister, who vowed to make her life a living hell. She goes through the adversities and adversaries with love, hate, pain and passion that tests the very soul of their love. Will her patience and endurance make her pass this test? And in the end will their love win again?

Nashitah, is a young lady that is about to start collage , Nawfal is a 26year old Soldier. NASHITAH Nashitah is a young girl whose life is full of mysteries. Who believe in so many unimaginable things. Who likes to try so many unthinkable things. NAWFAL You could not hear a thing but the sound of bird chirping rhythmically in the empty space of nowhere, wolf's howling, fox's jumping which makes me think of the world am in. We normally meet in a beautiful place with alot of flower scenery with alot of beautiful creatures. When ever we meet I always feel at ease, as she calls me her grandson . The most amazing thing is how young she looks but she never allow me to see her face, she have a very beautiful hair I like her golden brown hair. she always dressed beautifully in so many different colors making her already beautiful skin glow even better am I possessed I always wonder, I was heat by something very hard in the chest making me spat out some blood I look at her in Horror, I mean she is the woman who always call her self my grandmother. But to my surprise she looks different from what I know her, she is dressed in a dark shade of black royalty olden days attire, looking so dirty her normal golden brown hair have some dark shade of red on it. Her laughter brought me out of the track I got stock in . "Grandma" I called out to her " don't call me that" she shouted making the birds to flyaway and the animals near by to generate a sound "THE KINGDOM OF KAYDEN, I will make them pay, find her.. find her, find her..... maybe, just maybe her live will be different from mine, after all you look just like him. She slapped him twice acrose the face before disappearing. He wakes up from his dream panting and sweating with one hand on his face and the other on his chaste. That was scary. Don't ask find out in THE PERFECT MATCH follow and read the story.

"You're lying." Zavier spoke so low that even he barely heard his words himself. "Huh?" He picked up the volume of his voice this time, "You're lying." "No I'm not." "Okay, so if I was to come this close-" Zavier lifted Isaac's face by his chin and brought his face close to his. "- You would feel nothing." Isaac's nerves began to rise a bit, but maybe it was because of the alcohol that he wasn't terrified, "Yes. Exactly that." He agreed. "Even if our lips-" Zaviers lips brushed his, increasing his heart rate rapidly. It didn't last long, but it was enough to send Isaac's mind into a frenzy. "-brushed like this, you wouldn't feel anything." Isaac couldn't trust his voice, so just nodded, being full aware of the fact his cheeks were most definitely glowing red. "You lie a lot Isaac." Zavier whispered against his lips and leaned closer, making it look like he was about to close the gap. Isaac's eyes closed, expecting a pair of lips to meet his, but he was instead met with a bit of breeze from Zavier leaning backwards. A story where two boys find they have more in common than they'd like to think.

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?

NOTE: THIS BOOK IS JUST A PREVIEW. An announcement would be made when the complete book becomes available. Hauwa'u Jiddarh is an ambitious, hardworking young lady with a fierce attitude. She's ready to fight for what she believes to be right even if the whole world were to be against her. Her life took a turn for the worst when her hero turned into a villain. Suddenly, she found herself saddled with responsibilities that came without a manual. She had to improvise, after all, giving up was not an option, not when the lives of the people she cared the most for were at stake. Jiddarh built so many walls to protect herself from more emotional scars after being hurt by the one person she thought would protect her for the rest of her life. With no other alternative, she had to be strong. But even the strongest women get tired, because of all they carry. She's strong, but she's exhausted. Will someone finally break down those walls? ******* Copyright © 2020 Maimunatu I Bukar. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise without prior written permission of Maimunatu I Bukar. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ©️ Maimunatu I Bukar.

Manal Ibrahim is a 14 year old girl 👩 who follows her dreams. She is the last of 4 children, she finds new friends and starts a new life let's read the story and see how her life as a teenager would be 💃💃💃