Marriedagain Stories

Somewhere in Benin City, Rahila plans to live an ordinary life, chasing her dreams as a hairstylist and beautician. Marriage and a family seemed far less achievable. That is, until the woman who owns a pastry shop across the street offers her a marriage proposal: To be a wife to her son who is twice divorced and a mother to a rebellious teenager.

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Aliyah gulam haeirdar a small time girl gets a purposal for an arranged marrage to a guy that she has never seen before she disagrees immediately but when she soon finds out that he has a child that's 1 week old she can't resist but to get married to the guy because she doesn't want a baby to grow up without a mother . But little did she know the babies father was a billionaire that was very handsome and smart .His name was Zain osman Abduallah a ruthless and arrogant CEO of his famlies company Abdullah 's house. will Aliyah mend zain cold broken heart or will she cause more damage to it!!! will zain give in and fall for Aliyah or will he carry on pretending to be a tough guy without any feelings. read the story and find out what happens to this odd married couple and the journey that they face......

What would you do if you suddenly have a chance to meet an old flame? Sparks fly when Singto met Krist again after so many years. They've grown so much in the entertainment industry with Krist as a successful musician and Singto as a rising film director. The two of them eloped and chaos ensues. ----- In my adaptation of my favorite movie "Yours, Mine, and Ours" that popped up while I was daydreaming a few days ago. I'm currently setting up the characters on who's who from the movie to portray the role of the kids and side characters (and an extra character too) ----- Enjoy!

This story talks about a girl and encounter with sex, from the first day she lost hr virginity till the last boys rejected her

Halima Aliyu's style is pretty simple: Live life to the fullest and be successful while at it. She deems her life pretty simple; she's not looking for a husband, her salon is going along nicely and she can eat sharwarma anytime she wants. That is the goal! But, what is peace of mind for a woman who's mother-in-law is the bane in her existence? Dealing with her and her many directives is enough to turn our girl's hair grey. What then happens when she meets two little angels who matchmake her with their daddy, and her mother-in-law's directives can't be followed. Is her rose colored life about to turn grey?

"Don't fucking touch me" She slaps my hand away "I don't believe you right now" "Riana c'mon I'm just being real.." "Realistic? That's your excuse. You know what I'm not having this with you" Waving her hands in air, she moves to her dresser and begins picking clothes. I rush over, grab her arm but she snatches it away and raises a finger to me. "Don't. Touch. Me" "Jesus riana I was being honest isn't that the whole point of this conversation and this relationship" I tried explaining. "Is it? I expected a partner, a companion not a freaking judge " "I'm not judging you for Pete's sake I'm simply talking to you. I'm being open to you because i love you" I reach out touch but she moves backwards shaking her head. "Please riana let's go back to bed" I plead She closed her eyes before it snapped open again. She moved backwards again creating more space. "I needed you to hold me and tell me I was going to get over it. I needed you to kiss me and tell me you'd be here for me but no you judged me and I regret ever telling you anything" Her expression hardened. She stilled her gaze on mine breathing heavily. "Don't call me" She turned to go. I planned on running after her, pleading but my ego had other plans. My feet stood rooted and my mouth opened without my permission. "I wasn't planning on it" She sharply turned to her and glared deadly at me. "No wonder your mom pushes people away from you, your not worth it Khalil" She spat. I froze. Her eyes softened for a second. Just a second. "See your self out" Adriana had officially pushed that button. She wiped a stray tear and left. I could hear her footsteps on the stairs before she slammed the front door. The silence and pain that came after was a sore sensation.

this is the story of PUNAR VIVAH of our Twinj...❤❤ #9- #tashaneishq on 26 August 2020 😘