Angel Raguel came to earth to find out who is causing the distressing chaos on earth, where he meets Kishirika a demon turned goddess who should be locked in the deepest prison in hell for creating forth war of the universe. But even an angel can be distracted when desires and clothes start flying even in the midst of an upcoming bloody war. 👿😇👿😇👿😇👿😇👿😇 p.s this is written in Raguel POV "Hey little angel how are you doing" Kishirika ask after taking her time to park her very shiny looking black car, like why is the car this low. "Bad, I have been sitting here waiting for you for 4 hours" I stand up from the chair I am sitting on, walking to her car, which must be expensive, it sure do scream 'am expensive look at me'. "Okay??" "Four hours do I need to repeat, four hours and you weren't even answering your phone" I say "I had shopping to do and manicure" she say showing me a fresh black painted fingers. "I was waiting" "Don't get all angry, you are only making me wet, damn ass" she say licking her lips which is painted dark red today. "Fuck you" I say quickly averting my eyes from her sinful form as i moving to the passenger side. "oh my Devil did our little angel just say naughty words" she smile. "Open the door" I say irritated. How long do I have to put up with her Raziel. "Get in we need to go to my place and fuck cause this sexual tension between won't let us work well" she press a button and the door open. "There is no sexual tension" I say as I enter her car. "Oh please I feel it and am sure you feel it, let's just fuck it out." she say adjusting to face me before stretching her hands to the back of my head looking me straight in the eyes, I can see the fire burning within her eyes, which humans will mistake for Irish. "seatbelt first" she say before sit back well. "Just drive please, and try to shut up on the way." I say watching her fix her own seatbelt before driving out of the crappy motel.

Living with the teenage thought of life always being a bed of roses, Aisha Umar Faruk got her life damaged at the revelation of her mother being a prostitute and she was raped to pay for the crimes her mother committed. Dr. Nasir was her saviour and she lived with him, having a fantasy of a love filled life until his heartless brother broke apart her rope of hope and she was left with a broken heart to stitch. Being married to Abba was a whole painful phase for Aisha and the path she followed in knowing what had been enshrouded even before she was born. "Who was the guy you were kissing right before the eyes of thousand of people?!" "What were you doing in A & H hotel with a guy?!" "Where are you from?" All these questions and even more were asked by her husband and the answer was always the same, "I haven't gone out of this house even since the day you restrained me from doing so." He had never believed her, because she was always the one he saw. But she was telling him the truth, because she wasn't the one he saw. Who was this lady that added more salt to the wounds of Aisha Umar Faruk?

At mid twenties, Salma moved with an aura of a dignified conduct and self integrity. She had built around herself beautiful walls where she was sorrounded by a great family, a job she loved, few amazing friends and a super cool boyfriend. Her life was good and she couldn't ask for more. Everything came crashing down when a phase in her past stormed back at her, breaking the walls and taking everything away from her, resulting behind a bed-stricken sick mother and an unforgiving disappointed father who shut the doors on her, and worse, she found herself married to the cause of her misery, a man she barely knew, and hatred was one word to describe what she felt for him. Tareeq, an influential industrialist had always been a man of a few words, but somehow, he got a hideous word out which threatened to shatter a family. In a desperate need to right his wrong, he made a rash and irrational decision and now he was married to a girl with a questionable past. He didn't know if he would be able to accept her. She promised to make his life a living hell. Destiny had something else in store for them. Add this book to your library today and join in this roller coaster...

Newton's third law states that; Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Once you've decided to act, you must also brace yourself for the consequences. So must Halima.

"There's always light at the end of the tunnel, you just have to hold onto even the flimsiest rays of hope." _Aishatuh M Aisha Humaira, an ardent and sassy young lady aspires to become a journalist. She's a great humanitarian who believes that issues like a society's judgemental tendencies, religious conflicts and the likes of them shouldn't be a country's day to day routine, but issues that should only be read about in history books of past generations. However, growing up in the northern part of Nigeria seems much big of a challenge for her to be able to change the mentality some people posess, of journalism being an improper course of study to any girl brought up in a modest arewa home. With an unsupportive family and a judgemental society, can she achieve her ultimate goal agaisnt all odds by becoming a journalist? When her world comes crashing down in the process with a dream that seems too far from reach, will she relinquish or stand on her ground? Find out on this rollercoaster journey where life isn't just a bed full of roses but full of thorns as well, capable of pricking those determined to come out of it as winners. Tears of pain and joy will be shed, hearts will be broken, hopes will be shattered and lastly rays of hope will surely bring about light at the end of the tunnel. Copyright ©️ 2020 by Firdausi Aliyu Kakangi

"I know all these cheap tricks you miscreants pull in the name of your disgusting jealousy. I wonder which motivational post you read that made you think you actually have a right to claim me as yours" he laughed, bitterly before looking into my eyes again "Aya, I never loved you, I don't love you, and I will never ever love you, so just rest for goodness sake, this is so embarrassing" With great difficulty, I swallowed the lump in my throat and mustered the strength to strike back "hafeez kenan! I wish I cared, I really do wish I cared about...everything! I'm glad to know that you don't either, but let me just warn you, you are in bondage, better free yourself before it's too late" with that, I walked out, slamming the heavy wooden door behind me as a lone tear escaped from my eye. Meet Aya Muhammad Yusi, a fulani bombshell who gives beauty a new meaning. Being a public figure and famous media personality changed nothing about her being a calm and collected modest young woman who put happiness and peace of mind above anything else. But, when things took a drastic U-turn in her love life, Aya was forced to marry AbdulHafeez Ahmad Talba, an arrogant, almost always grumpy stud approaching billionairehood. Being polar opposite, the twists and turns don't seem to have an end. do you think they will finally find their express way? Or forever remain stuck in that one pothole? Read to find out ❤️

"How is it my mistake? Why are you punishing me? Why do you hate me so much? Why? What have I ever done wrong?" Hauwa asked her mother crying profusely on the floor. Meet Hauwa Muhammed Maigoro,a naive lady who grew up in her grandparent's house. She must face a lot of challenges especially having a mother that hates her for unknown reasons. Will her mystery end? You have to read on to find out.

Charlotte, the daughter of a powerful beta, is only certain of one thing in her life, that she is in love with her best friend. They aren't mates, but Caleb is just a driven to be together as she is. With or without the Moon Goddess's blessing, they will make their relationship work. But a strange wolf attacks her back in broad daylight, revealing that the myth of a murdering black wolf with red eyes is in fact a real threat. And Hades only has one target: Caleb. Charlotte believes that she is immersed in a living nightmare. It only gets worse when she realizes that Hades is her mate.

"Sarauniya!" I said almost loudly but not enough for my friend Bilal to hear, "who is she?" "Aaliyah. She's the late Alhaji Mujib's daughter. " Bilal said seeming uninterested with the topic. "Ina gidan su?" I asked, sounding a bit like a crazy stalker. "Ka kamu da ciwon so ko?" He asked as a smile spreads across his face, "They live in Asokoro district. Remember Aunty Shamsiyya? The place isn't far from your habibty's home too." "Ok, thank you. Allah ya maka albarka." "Let me know when to be expecting an invitation card." Hamza said while trying to stifle his laughter but fails woefully and I smack him on his arm as payback, joining him to laugh too. I wanted to follow her and speak to her but I heard the music start, signaling the commencement of Bilal's cousin Nadiya and her groom; Saleem's overpriced dinner party for both families. #WattysNG2020 **** This is Aaliyah's story from grass to grace as she faces obstacles created by her aunt who has done nothing but torture her since her parents death. She has managed to take the little wealth her father had left in this world and has squandered it on herself and her only daughter, Nadiya. Aaliyah's only way out is when Aunty Raliya tries to sell her off to a man who's twice her father's age but she's swept off her feet by another who's done nothing but try to make her happy. Read to know how she struggles to dodge every rock thrown her way and how she manages to reach the top victorious. Follow my Instagram: @Ayeeshatoooo Subscribe to my channel: Ayeeshatoooo

"So what are you doing in our house dingy girl?" He asked her coldly. "It's none of your business and please stop calling me dingy girl" She replied not meeting his gaze. "If I didn't stop calling you what can a low-class person like you do?" He asked glaring at her. "Simple I'll start calling you rich brat or dingy boy it is," She said faking thinking. "I dare you to call me that" He angrily said. "Dingy boy" She nonchalantly said without an ounce of fear for him. "Youuuuu" He barked as he matched towards her but-- ***** Follow the love story of Fatima Muhammad Abubakar popularly known as Fadimatuu and Ibraheem Khaleel Siddiqui who hated each other at first sight. So what happened when they were made to marry each other, could their hate triumph or would love conquer?