✵ featured ~ ❝Once upon a time in Baghdad, a common girl teaches the Khalifa of the kingdom why a king needs a queen.❞ ✵ Started: June 5, 2021. Completed: March 30, 2022. ✵ cover by @xniftykayx featured on wattpad historical fiction, undiscovered, and dangerous love profiles. Highest ranking #1 in historical fiction.

ONCE A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY "It's time" The simple sentence could be interpreted in different ways. Time? The favorable and appropriate time to do something. To do what? Was the thing she was most scared of. No matter how hard she tried to form ignorance, she knew what that particular daunting sentence meant. Time to get married, not just any type of marriage, an arranged marriage. Every family has a tradition and the Garko family did too. Although traditions are different, theirs too was, a tad bit orthodox even. It was an arranged marriage and she was next.

#1 in What's hot list and still counting going on. Allahamdulilah. Thank you my beautiful readers. "You're a bad omen.. If anyone see your face first in the morning then nothing good will happen like it happened with me. " His eyes blazing in anger as he spoke these words. "It wasn't my fault... It was Allah's will.. Please don't say these words I am your wife. " She was crying as she replied. He roughly caught her hair and pinned her to the wall eyes blazing in anger. "Never ever do you say that you're my wife.. Understand??" He spoke as he more gripped her shoulders forcefully as he threw her on the floor. "You filthy rag..you don't deserve me" with that he walked away. He hated her She loved him with all her heart. He treated her like a maid She did all her duties as a housewife. When he needed her she was there before he could call her. When he realised his mistake it was already too late. Cover credit goes to @_PrincessRapunzel_

A Sequel to Unraveling Fatimah. The beginning of a new life filled with love and happiness.

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Completed.✔ Highest Ranks. #1 in Kano on 22nd October, 2020. #2 in hausa on 1st November, 2019. In 2019, Fatima Bukar got a scholarship to study in Laura High. Amiss the private institution, she discovers a world filled with drugs, sex and abortions. She was ablaze with change and obsessed with fame. It was then that Fatima met The Divas, a school club filled with rich kids and bad habits. The life of a Nigerian teenager is the story of Fatima, an intelligent but naive seventeen year old, it is the story of a girl struggling to find herself - a story of idealism, redemption and self discovery. And the universal desire to be successful and make it in life.

In life, we don't always get what we want. Falling in love is a great feeling. Being loved in return is even a more greater feeling. But not being loved in return by the one we fall in love with is... PAINFUL! Love is beautiful, Love is sweet, Love is magical, Love is sacrifice, Love is selfish, ... And love hurts! She always imagined her life, wishing it could be like those romance movies she watched. He has always been in love with her, and imagined her as his wife. But we don't always get what we want, yeah. When all hope was lost, destiny took its course. And he was beyond happy. She was, shattered and heartbroken. They crushed her little hope. It hurts when you get betrayed by the one you trust. She loves him but he loves someone else. He loves her but she thinks about someone else. She hated him! He couldn't let her go. Not after having her. He didn't care how hurting she was making him feel: he wasn't going to give up. In A Quest For Love ❣ A story about Bestfriends♡♡♡ ♠ Wondering already, are we? Read and find out. *NOT EDITED*

Here is a girl who is confident about about all her acts and being, whose presence commands respect, whose aura screams respect, who doesn't take shit from nobody, who doesn't need anyone's help nor pity to survive.... That girl is Maryam Waheeda Ishaq Muhammad Fulbe. But behind the cold curtain lies a past she's dreaded all her life, a past which she has to face and overcome it, a past which brought her walls almost crashing down. Join me as I tell you the untold story of Maryam.

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

Abdulhameed: She's my dream girl. Fatima: He's always been my crush, every girl has a crush on him. Abdulhameed: I love her. Fatima: I love him. Abdulhameed: I'm doing it for my father. Fatima: I'm literally forced. Abdulhameed: But she still loves her ex. Fatima: But he still loves his ex wife. Abdulhameed: And its just two years marriage. Fatima: And its just two years marriage.