"The groom is finally here." Khalid's eyes moved to them slowly. Cold. Sharp. "Get out." They hesitated, unsure they heard him right. "I said get the fuck out of my house!" The anger in his voice left no room for argument. Both girls flinched, fear flashing across their faces. Without another word, they rushed past him, nearly tripping over their steps as they fled the room. The door closed behind them. Silence returned - thick and unbearable. Khalid stood there for a moment, just watching her. Ayesha's shoulders shook. Her hands trembled in her lap. She felt his gaze on her like weight pressing her down. Slowly, she tried to stand, her legs weak beneath her. She couldn't breathe properly. She just wanted to leave. Anywhere. Anywhere but here. She took a step toward the door. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice stopped her cold. She swallowed hard, her throat tight, her voice barely a whisper as she answered, "O-out..." Khalid let out a short, humorless laugh. "Aren't you my bride?" he said. "It's our wedding night. Our first night." His tone turned dark. "We should celebrate." Before she could react, he reached out, pulling away her veil. The world tilted. Panic rushed through her veins as he pushed her back onto the bed. "No," she shook her head desperately, tears spilling faster now. "I don't want this. Please-" Her words fell apart on her tongue. He wasn't listening. Hovering above her, his presence felt overwhelming, crushing. The ceiling blurred through her tears. Her hands clenched the sheets, her body stiff with fear. Then something inside her broke. This was her reality now. This was her life. He was her husband. Slowly, she stopped struggling. Her eyes closed tightly, lashes wet, tears escaping anyway. Her lips trembled as she whispered the only words she could find, her voice small, broken, and defeated. "Please... be gentle." a marriage of force. tortured love. love after marriage.

Afeeyah was never supposed to be his wife, She was his sister. The little girl who used to steal his hoodies, hide behind his legs, and fall asleep on his shoulder during long car rides. Afdal loved her - always. But not this way. He loved her in every unseen, unspoken, unreturnable way a boy could love the girl raised beside him. Then life twisted. Destiny flipped the script. And suddenly, the girl who once called him brother... became the woman tied to him by marriage. But love doesn't follow logic. And hearts don't obey timelines. Now Afeeyah must learn to live with a man she still sees through the lens of childhood... While Afdal fights to unbury a love he buried long ago. This isn't a fairy tale. This is faith, family, and a marriage born from chaos. This isn't the marriage she wanted. But maybe... it's the love she needed. Not My Choice, Still My Nikkah - where hearts collide, lines blur, and the real question isn't why... but what now? --- > © Khulsum Saleem. All Rights Reserved. Wattpad Edition | 2025

She was the one who loved him first. The one who taught him what love felt like, and the one who left him with it. He never stopped loving her. Not for a second. Years passed, but her absence only carved her deeper into his soul. Until the day the man who despised their love the most brought her back to him. But while a love once lost finds its way back, a new love story had begun. One filled with forced ties, constant clashes, and a connection that refuses to be ignored. Because love doesn't always come gently...Sometimes, it fights its way in. And as emotions collide, secrets begin to surface... secrets that were never meant to be known. If you think you know how this ends? Trust me you don't. The only way to find out is to READ!

"Wannan auren tamkar wani karin nauyi ne a kaina bayan tarin nauyikkan dake kaina da suka girmi tunaninki Babu wani gurbi a zuciyata daya rage da zan iya sanya ki a ciki, mutanen dake rayuwata yanxu sun isheni rayuwa har abada Kada ki saka tsammani kasancewar wannan auren kamar kowane aure Zan sawwake miki da zarar nagama aiki na danakeyi a nan, I have more important things to take care of Cameelah" A duniyar da ƙauna da aminci suke fuskantar gwajin ƙaddara,kowannensu yana fafutukar kare abin da yafi so- wasu dan adalci, wasu dan fansa, wasu kuma don wata zazzafar kaunar da ke ƙalubalantar komai. A lokacinda komai yazo ƙarshe, shin kauna ce za ta rinjayi ramuwar gayya, ko kuwa raunukan baya ne za su rubuta makomarsu?

In the ancient and disciplined kingdom of Sultanat Al-Qamar, where tradition breathes louder than humans and every smile is monitored by the walls, Yarima Zuhayr grows into a prince shaped by silence, duty, and heritage. His life is carefully carved by law, loyalty, and the unyielding expectations of royalty, until the palace begins to shake under betrayal. On the other side of Northern Nigeria, far from gold-tinted halls, Maryam Umar Farouk, a young Kannywood actress with nothing but faith and grit, fights her way through an industry that tries daily to crush her modesty and voice. Her journey is raw, humble, and quietly powerful. She writes stories the world ignores, speaks truths the world fears, and holds onto her dignity like treasure. Their worlds collide when palace politics explode, a forged scandal, a shattered trust, and a kingdom whispering with treachery. As Zinari Muhammadu, the prince's beautiful but ambitious wife, falls deeper under the dangerous influence of the Queen Mother, the palace spirals into a storm of deception. Through destiny's unexpected turn, Zuhayr finds himself drawn toward a woman whose strength is quiet, whose character shines beyond crowns, and whose name the world is only beginning to whisper. With royal secrets unraveling and Maryam's rising voice shaking the nation, The Royal Kingdom of Little Sunlight becomes a breathtaking tale of: ✨ Power vs. Modesty ✨ Love vs. Duty ✨ Fame vs. Faith

Shege Pro Max Imara Ali Saif beautiful, spoiled, and fiercely stubborn lives life on her own terms. With wealthy parents who never say "no," she believes the world revolves around her. Work? Not her thing. Respect? Only for those who earn it and that's not many. Then comes Imran Zahradeen Yusuf the unapologetically rude, nonchalant mechanic with zero patience for entitled brats. He's rough around the edges, driven by pride, and could care less about Imara's flashy lifestyle. When fate decides to tie their worlds together in the most unexpected way marriage chaos becomes the order of the day. Two stubborn souls. Two fiery tempers. One marriage that feels more like a battlefield. Now, it's not love at first sight it's Shege Pro Max. They swear to make each other's lives miserable... but could this war of pride ignite something deeper?

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A tale of two worlds, who are destined to be together. Scroll through and look for chapter 1 please.

He was born a prince, but chose to be a healer. Jamal bin Rashid Al Maktoum, crown prince of Dubai, hides behind a stethoscope and a quiet life in Nigeria. Trained to rule, yet passionate about saving lives, he never imagined his most difficult case would also be the one that changes everything. She was raised in royalty, but lives in the dark. Maryam Noor Al Majali, daughter of royal bloodlines, has spent her life searching for answers her mother never dared to give. Behind her grace and smile lies a silent illness - and a past wrapped in secrets. What happens when destiny brings together two hearts... and one hidden truth? --- 🥈#2 Jordan 09/12/25 #9 Dubai 05/01/26 🥇 #1 Arab 03/06/26 ©2025

Pulse of Forever In the vibrant chaos of Lagos-Summaiya is drowning in expectation. Medical school demands everything: her mind, her time, her soul. But nothing drains her more than the presence of one man. Professor Muktar Abdullahi. Young. Surgeon. Authority. Confidence. Discipline. brilliant. feared. untouchable. His words cut sharper than his scalpel. His eyes? Cold enough to freeze a room. No one dares get close. No one even tries. He's the man whose silence drowns out entire lecture halls. Whose precision in the operating room borders on brutal. Whose eyes never stray-but when they do, they linger. She hates how she feels on edge around him. Then the unthinkable happens-life pulls her into his world, not as student and professor, but something more intimate. Unspoken. Unnatural. A closeness that neither acknowledges, but both endure. In the quiet moments between them, something sharp begins to shift. A question without form, an ache without name. Is he still the same cold, unreachable professor? Or is there something under the surface-fractured, tender, hers? As secrets press in and old wounds whisper from the past, Summaiya finds herself unraveling everything she thought she knew about love, about duty, and about the man who shouldn't bother her-but somehow does. Pulse of Forever is a haunting, emotionally charged love story of restraint, redemption, and the quiet war between two hearts still learning how to beat-as one.