He looked at me with so much adoration in his eyes that made my stomach do double flips and my heart just melted. "I will shield you from all the harm in this world. I will make sure everyone accepts the shade of your skin and your brunette hair. You will never ever feel like you don't belong here anymore. You deserve to be happy like every princess. And you will forever be happy. I promise you this. " The tears were swimming at the brim of my eyes gently cascaded down my face just as he finished his sentence. I trusted him. I knew he meant it. And for the first time in my life,I was glad I was married to this man.

Love is a strong feeling of affection, idolization, adulation, endearment and adoration. Love is happiness and love is delight. As a young Muslimah, she always imagined her life as a fantasy, believing in the perfect prince charming material falling head over heels for her and living her happily ever after with him. But 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 love is doleful. It hurts when you get betrayed by the one you trusted. It makes you see love as a painful, selfish and abhorred act. Hearts were broken and shattered, but when all hopes were lost, destiny took it's course. Bringing to you the tale of Afreen. A story about Love and Betrayal. A book of lessons, feelings and the journey of love.

The lives of two unsuspecting people are brought together by the strings of destiny. They are two different people from two different worlds. While one was brought up in a lavish home,the other had to strive to make a living. This is a story that people don't write often about. It's always the reverse. A story of a wealthy girl falling in love with a boy who could not offer her anything. **A Fashion Fairytale✨🌠

Sacrificial love was what seemed to be the only choice for Basmah, for her cousin with nothing but the family. But they say some people are promised to be together before they even meet, But they met.. and were meant to be... But at the wrong time... Is there going to be a right time? Or a different fate awaits them? Read and find out..... This story is a work of art that happened spontaneously to pass time, Hope you'll enjoy. and oh it's not edited!!! It is a novel for all kinds of audience and does not portray any kind of Culture P.S I wrote this book a WHILE ago, If I am correct 2017ish

He is the only son of the king Heir to the throne The most selfish and arrogant man you'll ever come across When he speaks everyone listens....... Then there she is, An innocent orphan Forced to be a maid in the palace But that is not her deepest story.............. A story of two different people who hated each other at first sight but only one has the right to show physical hatred towards the other, But what happens when one starts developing feelings for the other? Could it be one sided? Or will they go head over heels for each other? * * "What is your name" he asked sounding so angry "Jadwa" I answered trembling because his voice sounded like tunder to my ears "Open your mouth and reply me with words when i speak to you and how dare you stand when i am standing" he shouted sounding louder then before walking closer to me * * * Just a sneak peak of what to expect HE IS ROYALTY AND SHE IS JUST A PALACE MAID BUT WAS SHE REALLY MEANT TO BE JUST A PALACE MAID? Follow me through the journey of JADWA and SULTAN............. This is a Hausa/English novel, so there will be a-lot of hausa and English mixtures 😁😁😁😁😁 Happy reading

Copyright © 2019. All rights reserved. FALAK: In a village where every girl must marry at the age of fifteen, a girl finds herself in a challenging situation, as no one is willing to marry her due to reasons unknown to her and her father. Her stepmother made sure to flaunt and taunt her at every chance, showcasing her daughters' husbands and children. Despite this, she remained undeterred, focusing on studying for her WAEC exams, hoping to find a way to escape to university. At seventeen, she is in grade 11 and faced with the decision to pay for the WAEC exams if they have the money or wait another year if they don't. The school fees are free, which is why she's still attending. Life doesn't always grant one's desires, and she eventually dropped out when her father stated he couldn't afford to pay for her WAEC, forcing her to abandon her dreams. SHADDAD: In a palace where he must learn the etiquettes of being the next king and is next in line to the throne of Kano state, Shaddad faces immense expectations. He has been groomed on how to be a king and act accordingly. He has absorbed these teachings and conforms to people's expectations. At the age of twenty-seven, he holds a bachelor's degree in business, preparing to manage the family business before ascending the throne. Yet, that's not all; he is also a skilled cardiologist. Despite possessing status, looks, fame, intelligence, and wealth, he remains indifferent to the allure of a lavish lifestyle. The world of fame only brings him pain, though he does not complain, having nothing to lament. People perceive him as having a disorder due to his limited interactions. What transpires when the vivacious Falak encounters the stoic Shaddad? Can she break through his emotional barriers, or will she be overwhelmed? Will she get a glimpse of his true self, or will she remain lost in the darkness? Will her unconventional love for him deepen, or will it forever remain brash? No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.

Ducking away, she ran out of Hajia's living room with a loving smile on her lips. She banged her head on a broad chest that gave her a souvenir of a scent, just as juicy as her husband's. She knew he was the one, her Twin kept to his words. Not looking up to his face, she wrapped her hands around his waist and nuzzled her face deep into his chest, chuckling. "I missed you so much, Hassan. I was just moving in that kitchen fah, but your thoughts were a second away from making me crazy!" She lifted up her legs and planted a smooch on his left cheek. Roughly, she was peeled off his chest and a certain longing of his warmth seeped within her. That was bad. What happened to him? He left looking all loving, had she done something wrong? She looked into his eye level, lifting her face completely because of their height different. This is her husband, but why the hard face and the frown? Is this a frank? He didn't missed her? Or was he pulling her legs? Nadia's thoughts were put into a halt when he opened his mouth, he sounded exactly as her husband would, just the words differed. "I'm Hussain!" It was her husband's twin! Not even a single mark was there on their faces to help her differ between the cheerful Hassan and a grumpy Hussain. She felt her limbs gone weak as he walked past her. • What would happen when Nadia keeps mistaking her husband for her Husband's twin? I'm loving this much! I'm sure you would too!

Actually, I don't know the kinda description I can give this story. But trust me, you gonna find it interesting💕💕💕💕💕

Wanna see how a daughter of a poor man is expensive??? Then read this book Zarah is a young beautiful poor girl from a wretched family who came all the way from her village with dreams and ambitions. She changed from her village life and tried to adjust to her new school with all the difficulties she was facing. In the end, she discovers something very fascinating about her personality and her family. What is that?????????????????