Northern Stories

Anila is an introvert who finds solace in the soft rustle of pages and the gentle hum of nature. Her world is a quiet one-built from the scent of old books, the shade of neem trees, and the calm after rain. She believes true love is something that belonged in dreams and fiction, a devotion no man of this generation could possibly match. Arman is the opposite in the eyes of the world-one of most respected architects, a man whose quiet demeanor and sharp presence make him both intimidating and untouchable. But with Anila, the armor falls away. Around her, he is no powerful figure-only a man hopelessly in love, willing to give her the kind of affection she thought only existed in history and dreams. They first crossed paths under the skies of Saudi Arabia, their meetings a strange dance of fate. On their last encounter, she gave him a riddle: "Find me in Nigeria, and my answer will be yes." he searches for her with nothing but her name and the weight of his dua.

Jospehine and Jared, two best friends, ditch choir practice one night to go out for a night for themselves, just the two of them, no one else. It's a night of discovering things they never saw there in their small-town life, and things they never saw in each other.

littafin gold diggers littafi ne dake bayyana rayuwar yam Mata na wannan zamanin wanda suka maida jikinsu jarinsu, suke amfani da kadarar da Allah ya basu wurin kasuwanci. sannan kuma labarin bai tsaya iya nan ba ya sake nitso ya zaqulo maku dalilan dake fitar da matan aure daga gidajen mazajen su zuwa harkar bariki. Da a baku labari gwara ku bayar...........

Nadia Suleiman had everything planned-her wedding, her future, her life. Until the man she was meant to marry disappeared... and took her dreams with him. Humiliated. Heartbroken. And left to pick up the pieces, Nadia swore she would never let love make her weak again. But fate had other plans. Nasir Razeen Al-Zahrani-self-made billionaire, a man of power, silence, and control-doesn't believe in coincidences. When Nadia walks into his world, broken but unbowed, something about her pulls him in... dangerously. He doesn't chase women. He doesn't lose control. And he definitely doesn't fall. But for Nadia? He might just rewrite every rule he's ever lived by. Because some love stories aren't chosen... They're destined.

Sultanah is a 21 year old girl from a wealthy northern Nigerian Family studying Petroleum Engineering. She is smart, pretty, badass, proud and does things her way. She lives life on her own terms and does the complete opposite of what she is told to do. Khalifah is a 28. He is a celebrity Architect from a wealthy family known for being a player. He is handsome, Egoistic, Proud and Charismatic. He does stuff how he wants and when he wants. At first sight, they despise each other But when both of their behaviours get out of hand, the 2 close familes decide on arranged marriage between the 2. None of them are happy about it. Will they cope and accept their fates?

Book 1. Meet Nova. As a baby, Nova was abandoned by her mother because a war was happening. She was brought to Alfea and grew up as Faragonda's "grand-daughter." Enjoy her adventures at Alfea high school for fairies 🧚‍♂️ in the realm of Magix where she meets a group of girls that will change her life. Author's Note: Hope you guys like this story. It's a winx club fanfiction. I hope you like my new oc Nova, fairy of space. ⚠️Disclaimer ⚠️ I don't own the original plot line of the winx club nor the original characters. I don't own the pictures and the gifs unless specified. Spoiler alert! 🚨

I killed a plant once because I gave it too much water. Lord, I worry that love is violence. -josè olivarez.

When her family's empire crumbles, she finds love and strength in the unlikeliest of places

Assalamu Alaikum, Thank you for taking out time to read one of my stories. I appreciate every one who followed Farha. I hope you enjoy this too. Feel free to vote and comment. May Allah bless us all. Ameen. Adila Cantara Hadeed is your average northern girl. nothing special about her. simple personality, not too fine, thankful for everything, average in decision making, average in almost everything. join her and her dairy as she writes about her life and yes her love life especially. Note: this has nothing to do with any person in particular. its all fiction. All in my head. plain imaginations and nothing more. no personal stuff...so if u think ur reading about my personal life. am sowie to disappoint you. you may proceed....

BLURB FLEEING WAS FOR COWARDS... OR AT LEAST, THOSE WHO HAD WHERE TO FLEE! Married to a husband whose narcissistic resentment towards her knew no bounds, Eemaan Salim wasn't exactly presented with either option. She has long learnt that in Marriage to Ja'afar Abdullah, she would be alone, dejected and certainly lose if she she did not find solace in the One who has it in abundance and needs none of it. -Allah. But, as with everything He created with a twin, Eemaan's Dawn had a Dusk. What happens when it finally arrives? Will she succeed in making a U-Turn with her Iman in check or fall into the pit of darkness that Dusk leaves in it's wake? *** There was a difference between being unable to tolerate someone and hating them. Ja'afar Abdullah hated no one, but the last class of persons he could tolerate were the ostentatious, gold-digging ones who clearly wanted something, but did another. His wife was no saint. It didn't matter that the people around her had the opposite to say. He saw through her masked folies and knew exactly her type. Perhaps, he would have made life a little easier for her- if his entire wealth were not shackled to marriage to Eemaan Salim. **** Assalaam'alaykum guys, and Ramadan Mubarak💐🌹💐🌹💐🌹💐🌹💐💐💐💐💐💐. May Allah accept all of our Ibadaat. Aameen. So, I have been quiet here since Ramadan began for obvious reasons, but it will not last, In Shaa Allah. Follow us there, like, share and review. Trust me, the earlier, the better. This is a story you don't want to miss. 💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐 Meanwhile, ANTICIPATE AT THE DUSK OF EEMAAN, In Shaa Allah.

A Collection of Poems

Snow White is a ditzy, dumb blonde-in-disguise. Rapunzel is a selfish, inconsiderate brat. Sleeping Beauty is a posh, Botox-wearing noob. But together, can they destroy a gingerbread house, convince a girl to kiss a frog (urgh), find their true loves, defeat the Evil South-Wind bastard of a witch and change the face of the fairytale world forever?

(This story may contain spoilers) Lei has a secret. She is the third daughter of Ursa, the mother of Fire Lord Zuko and his sister Azula. Lei doesn't know who her father is, it may be Ozai, it may be another man completely. She doesn't care though, not about any of her family. Instead, she's annoyed. As a baby she was left in an orphanage in a small fire nation town with only a locket and a picture of her mother inside. In Lei's eyes, she was abandoned to grow up alone whilst her siblings lived life in royalty. She spent her life planning on making herself noticed and being part of the leaders of the fire nation. But she doesn't plan to do this alone. With the help of some other unnoticed teenagers who like her idea's, they take the world by storm making sure they are anything BUT unnoticed.

'I will never fall in love again, and that's a promise I will never break' little did he know that Allah had other plans for him. Meet Mubarak Aliyu Maigoro, once the most romantic lover the face of earth ever had to know till the terrible incident changed his life, and view on love... Forever! Or almost Forever. You wanted a regular 'love' story.. Oh scratch that. You wanted a regular story filled with trauma, pain and denial? Well here you have it. I dare you to follow through till the end, I dare you! But bear in mind that you'll be hurt, so much!

The moment he laid his eyes upon the High Emperor, a black rage came over him. As the doors of the throne room crashed behind him and the divine horde stormed inside, Brýtunn took his axe and charged right at the High Emperor, rage in his eyes... An epic of wars and ancient prophecies. Every legend has its beginning. Some are just less humble than others...