An Arewa girl. An Edo man. One office. One trip. And a love that was never supposed to happen. When Arewa meets ambition Amina Abdullahi's calm world collides with her boss, Ameer Otaru, the man every woman fears and desires. One trip to Paris changes everything...

Some truths can't be spoken. Some secrets can't be kept. Moyin never thought keeping quiet could cost her life. A principled 200-level law student, she sees something she was never meant to witness - a brutal campus murder. And the killers see her too. She swears to bury the truth. But when the victim is revealed to be the beloved father of her coursemate, Tobe, silence starts to feel like betrayal. As fear tightens its grip, Moyin is pulled into a dangerous game of power, secrets, and shifting loyalties. Every choice is a risk, every word could be her last... If speaking the truth could get you killed... would you still tell it?

~ SEQUEL TO IF YOU TELL ~ Your favourite team is back and shit's about to get real. In their final year of law school, Moyin, Tobe, and Lisa believe they're finally ready for the courtroom. But the real trial isn't inside four walls. It's the world outside-where justice bends, power hides in shadows, and enemies don't miss twice. A secret long buried claws its way to the surface. Powerful forces move unseen, watching every step they take. And when new murders strike closer than ever, everything they thought they knew begins to crumble. As dangerous truths unravel and loyalties twist into lies, silence becomes a weapon-and a curse. Speaking up could save someone. Speaking up could kill them. This time, will the Law save them?

When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

In a world where love doesn't come softly and healing isn't always gentle, Velvet Hearts follows the emotional journey of Hafsat,a young woman battling the silent storms of PCOS while trying to hold on to her identity, her strength, and her heart. When a quiet man like Abdallah walks into her life, walls begin to shake. But nothing is simple,not their connection, not her struggles. Between piercing words, misunderstood intentions, longing glances, and the battle to be enough, Hafsat must choose whether love is worth the vulnerability. A story of scars,some seen, most hidden. A tale of love that tests patience, friendship that heals, and pain that refines. Velvet Hearts is not just romance. It's the raw, real, and rare kind of love... stitched with velvet, but edged with thorns.

Aya Book One of the Shettima Series Dive into the life of Aya Usman Aliyu Shettima. If you think you can handle her story... read on and find out ;) Trigger warning ⚠️ this book hurts. And it doesn't just hurt a little it cuts deep.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

In the heart of Northern Nigeria, where tradition and culture run deep, a young Fulani girl's fate is sealed when she's forced into a marriage with the stranger she saved by the river bank, unaware he is the prince of Gombe. As she navigates the complexities of royal life, she must confront the Harsh realities of her new world and the secrets that surround her new world. Will she find Love, or will duty and tradition tear them apart? . With the rich cultural heritage of this the North as its backdrop, "I Married a prince" is a tale of love , duty, deceit ,betrayal ,royalty ,bloodshed and romance Dive into the world of " I MARRIED A PRINCE" to discover.

Copyright© 2022. All rights reserved. Two people forced to live under the same roof in the name of something called 'conjugation' a sacred relationship that is supposed to be filled with love, tolerance, patience, consideration, listening and respect but in this situation, it is the total opposite of what a marriage encompasses. Theirs is filled with castigation, intolerance, cowardice and heedlessness. Merged with dramatic in-laws, the family is turned upside down. Although she couldn't see his face, she sensed a change in the atmosphere... the fierce will of a warrior in battle, the urge to conquer and dominate. Aware of his violence barely kept in check, Layla remained very still. She kept her face turned away and listened to his breathing, until the deepening movements of his lungs became calm once more. Not at all moved of scared, she lifted a mocking brow and jeered. "Go to hell, Captain!"

Amali's life has never been gentle. A stepbrother who calls obsession "love." A stepsister who bullies her for existing. A mother who expects perfection, no matter the cost. Then, one week before her stepsister's wedding to Muhammad Zayn... she disappears. To protect her family's image, Amali is forced to step into a marriage built on conditions, silence, and a promise of divorce the moment her stepsister returns. But Zayn is cold. Controlled. unreadable. And the closer Amali gets to him, the more the truth twists around her. Who is Muhammad Zayn behind that icy mask? Why does he watch her like he knows more than he says? And what will happen when the secrets they're both hiding finally explode?