Maryam Nazeef Danbatta is the crown jewel of the Danbatta legacy. Surrounded by five overprotective brothers and a father whose name commands the very soil of Kano, her life is a beautiful, velvet-lined cage. At twenty, her world is defined by lecture halls, family traditions at her grandmother's estate, and the silent understanding that she is "too delicate" for the world outside. She is safe. She is loved. She is invisible to danger. Then there is Khalil. Cold, brilliant, and devastatingly powerful, Khalil is the son of a political dynasty and the only man the Danbatta lions truly respect. He has been a fixture in Maryam's life for years...a silent, arrogant shadow who barely acknowledges her existence. To Maryam, he is the "Ice King," a man too high on his own pedestal to notice a girl like her. But behind Khalil's chilling indifference lies a calculation years in the making. He hasn't been ignoring her; he's been waiting. Waiting for her to grow up. Waiting for the right move. Waiting to dismantle the very walls her brothers built to keep him out. In a world where reputation is everything and family is law, can a quiet obsession turn into a "halal" happily ever after? Or will the secrets Khalil carries burn down the fortress Maryam calls home?

India X Durk love story. Their family and things like that.

Copyright© 2021. All rights reserved. The trees swayed ominously, their interwoven limbs resembling outstretched arms beneath the ethereal ghost moon. Growls emanated from the darkness, just as she had suspected. The fierce wind lashed at the hood of her raven hoodie, wrenching it from its ties, leaving her vulnerable to the freezing winter assault. Fear surged, each breath creating a visible fog. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she refused to give in. She had come too far to let fear overcome her. Summoning every ounce of strength, she sprinted down the dark, unknown path, urging her feet to carry her to a mysterious and enigmatic destination. She would not remain tethered to the stranger her father had forced her to marry while she had been fighting for her life in a hospital bed. How could he have done such a thing to her? Her hatred for him intensified tenfold... The relentless pursuit abruptly halted, her voice releasing a high-pitched yelp at the unexpected sight. Before her stood her rejuvenated nightmare, her husband. She was not the least bit frightened, but the man had pledged to her father that he would stay married to her for eternity. "Seems like we're destined to be shrouded in this ominous darkness," he grinned, his smile dripping with menace, sending shivers down her spine. The desperate words she willed her mind to say failed to escape. Her retort of "Whatever, Police Officer" deserted her.

Surrayya doesn't do complications. Life is sweet when you keep things simple- bake, paint, watch F1, and avoid emotional entanglements. Feelings? Too messy. Love? Too risky. She'd rather stick to what she can control: her dreams, her business, and her ever-growing collection of car facts no one asks for. Hafiz likes life structured. Numbers make sense. Investments have predictable outcomes. He has always believed that with enough discipline, life can be controlled. But lately, he's starting to realize- some things aren't meant to follow a formula, proving that even the best-laid plans can crash and burn. Their paths weren't supposed to cross. And yet, somehow, they crashed into each other-in the most unexpected place. She's all spontaneity; he's all logic. She runs from feelings; he's learning to confront them. Neither of them is looking for love, but love? It might just be looking for them. Because sometimes, the best things in life happen when you're not paying attention.

labari ne Mai dauke da soyayya , ilimantarwa, fadakarwa, nishantarwa jajicewar rayuwa .

Wacece ni labari ne akan matashiyar da ta taso cikin wata irin rayuwa mai ďaure kai da jan hankali. Ba abun mamaki bane idan kishiyar mahaifiyar mutum ta tsane shi amma mahaifiyar kanta ta nunawa ďanta tsantsar tsana da tsangwama da kyara abun ban mamakin gaske ne! Ko wani dalili yana sa uwa ta tsani ýarta? Wanne dalili ne wannan da zai iya juya matsananciyar soyayyar da uwa ta ke yi wa ýarta ta koma kiyayya zalla? Ita kuma ýar wacce irin rayuwa zata yi? Wanne irin kalubale zata fuskanta? Wanne irin hali zata shiga kuma ya za'ai ta warware wannan kullin? Wa zai bata amsar wannan tambayar mai nauyi? Shin yaya aka dauki matsalar fyade a kasar Hausa? Wanne irin hukunci ake yankewa wanda yayi da wanda akai wa? Ya rayuwar macen da wannan kaddarar ta faruwa da ita take kasancewa kuma wanne irin trauma take shiga? Wanne irin effect abun yake haifarwa a gare ta mentally and physically? Wacce hanyar ya kamata abi domin a warwaware wannan matsala mai cin tuwo a kwarya?

BAƘAR WASIƘA... Mai farin rubutu Ban ce tafiyar mai sauki ba ce. Ban muku alkawarin zallar soyayya ba. Ban ce babu farincikin ba. Kunci, bakinciki da damuwa, sune abubuwan da suka taru suka tare farincikin AMINATU, kalubalen rayuwa bayan wata rayuwar, tabbas akwai kuka akwai damuwa da bakinciki. Labarin Talba, Rafi'a, Laila, Madina, Ramlee, Faruk, Amal da kuma Aminatu. Labarin BAKAR WASIKA, labari ne da zai tabo wani bangare na rayuwar mace, kuma wani bangare na rayuwar al'ummarta da iyayenta... Ina fatar zaku karbe shi kamar sauran, duk na san ba lallai ne yai muku dadi ba domin ba soyayya ce zalla ba, kalubalen rayuwa ne da fadi tashin yar gudun hijira! A ina zata kwana? Wa zai bata masauki? Taya za a fahimce ta har a nade mata damuwarta? Wa zata kaiwa kukanta iyeyenta ko al'ummarta? Ta ina mafarkinta ke tabbatuwa? Ashe bayan wuya akwai wata wuyar, bayan dadi ma akwai wata wuyar, bayan wuya kuma akwai dadi. Tabbas akwai ciwo a rayuwar da baka san karshenta ba, akwai tsoro a mafarkin da ka gagara farkawa! Ta ina lamarin ya fara? Ina tsakiyarsa da karshe? Yaushe damuwar zata wuce? yaushe bakincikin zai gushe? Sai yaushe hawayen zasu tsaya? Zuwa yaushe ne kuncin zai yanke? Ashe a cikin rayuwa akwai wata rayuwa? A cikin rayuwar ma akwai mutuwa? BAKAR WASIKA... JUANURY 2022

Rabo sai Mai shi..Bata taba saka ran shigowarsa ko zama jigo a rayuwarta ba sbd kallon datake Masa amatsayin uba Kuma mariqinta.,soyayyace tashiga tsakaninsu batareda sun ankaraba bayan dukkaninsu sun haramtawa kansu hakan,Shin ta yaya zata kalla mijin yayarta Yar uwarta amatsayin nata mijin??

Boddo is a Fulani girl, who will be married at young age of 13yrs to the man who she never knew or saw in her life who is also educated.....how will a village girl like Boddo Survive..will she be able fight to reach her destination..? Is all about the Fulani's✍🏽

Talaka mutum ne mai zafin rai, son kai, rashin tawakkali da kuma rashin godiyar Allah, ban ce ko wane talaka haka yake ba, amma ni a haka nake kallonsu domin na tabbatar da haka ne a lokacin da zanen ƙaddarata ya canza daga fari zuwa baƙi, kuma na tabbatar da hakan ne a lokacin da allon fahimtata ya kalli Alhaji Ma'aruf da Naufal da kuma ni kaina. Ita soyayya wata aba ce da kan ruguza tanadin shekaru ɗari a rana ɗaya ko yini ɗaya koma ince minti ɗaya, kamar yadda ni tawa soyayya ta min sanadin rashin gani da kuma rashin ji sannan babu wani ɗan jagora...! A yayin da nake kallon masoya a matsayi ƴan wahala, kuma wanda basu san inda ke masu ciwo ba, a lokacin ne littafin ƙaddarata ya buɗe min mummunan shafi, bana soyayya ba kuma na sha'awarta sai gashi na zama nakasashshiya a sanadin so, na rasa gane shin ɗaukar fansa ne ko alhakine ko kuma zanen ƙaddarata ne a haka?