Golden Reputation
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"Oh no, no need to rack your doltish brain, I will tell you. It consist of rotten tomatoes, black pasta, warts, peanut buttter, mushrooms ... and ofcourse cheese sticks.
"That's what my life is worth?"
"Well, I thought that was expensive."
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A Golden Girl and a Reputation.
Reputation: the one word we are all aware of... the ultimate destruction.
"Cross my heart, hope to die."
A girl and a golden reputation.
An innocent CEO dragged into the mist of a duel, or is he?
A sadist traumatised woman.
A psychotic man with a tiffany key for the cloaks-and-daggers.
A father who is living through mistakes.
A deaf man, or is he?
A man... a woman and the gold that binds them. In this game of hide and seek, criminals and victims, love and hate, Leilah must find her way out.
But who is the criminal and who is the victim? Who will find and who will seek? It all depends on you!
One secret...lies and a tainted reputation.
Romance/ youngadult/ mystery/thriller
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Disquiet Ardo(Her name is Lailarh) PREVIEW
BOOK TWO IN THE HOUSEWIVES SERIES Disquiet Ardor Her name is Lailarh. The girl who laughs like her ribs never caved in, Who spins joy from ashes Not because life's been kind, But because she mastered the art of smiling with a broken jaw. From the outside, she's sunlight But inside? She's a room where the curtains never part, Where memories hide under the bed like monsters too real to name. Touched too early Not with love, but with silence. Molested by shadows she couldn't outrun, Yet they called her "strong." As if survival was a medal, Not a scream trapped in her throat. Then came him The boy with everything, Except peace He wore swagger like armor, But he was drowning in powders and pills Chasing numb in alleyways lit by pain He never trusted love. Said it was a myth they sold in movies. But her laugh It made him believe for a second They met like wildfires Sparks Smoke Chaos that felt like home. But two broken mirrors can't reflect a full picture So they clashed Beautifully Disastrously She wanted healing He wanted escape She needed space to breathe. He needed something stronger than air. And yet Somewhere between the bruises and boundaries, The highs and goodbyes, There was... something. Not quite love Not quite ruin Just disquiet ardor. A kind of fire that doesn't warm But still burns real Her name is Lailarh And she's not your savior Not your victim Just a girl Trying to bloom With haunted roots.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 (𝐀 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧-𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥) ✔
As if he was aware of being followed, Henry increased his pace further. He got to the elevator while I quickly rushed and slid in before the elevator closes, leaving just the both of us inside the box that felt small because of how intense the atmosphere was. "Why are you a pest?" "I'm your bodyguard. Of course I'm like a human pest." I just couldn't hold it in me. His arrogance was just too much. "Did you just talk back at me?" Henry turned to me, his nose flaring up in anger. "You're fired." ______ Hope is a very beautiful girl, well atleast that's what she tells herself. But being beautiful isn't all there is knowing money ruled the world. Spotting a job with a hundred thousand naira seems like a 'too good to be true' phase to Hope. And it proved her point when her eyes sets in on the pronoun. He/him. Much bad news surfaces when she realizes such pronoun suits the job perfectly. Being a body guard. Hope being the hustler she sets herself to be isn't going to let a gender stop her as she finds means on making the opportunity work in her favour. They say, nothing a man won't do for money. Especially when being strapped. Right now, Hope is the definition of STRAPPED. Starts : 7/12/2021 Completed : 6/9/2022 Achievements : #2 - Nigerian - 4/04/22 #1 - Hustling - 11/04/22 Cover by Eddy622Tamamlanmış Hikaye![𝐂.𝐑.𝐔.𝐒.𝐇 (𝐀 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍-𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋) [✔]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/191843897-256-k917746.jpg)
𝐂.𝐑.𝐔.𝐒.𝐇 (𝐀 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍-𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋) [✔]
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Scarred For Life
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HIS LOVE ~ A Sequel to HER WORTH ✓
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B&J|✔
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Ya Amar (My Moon)
It took a wrong turn to align their paths. They met at a time when both were lost souls, navigating through loss and the storms of life. At first, it was silence and long stares. Then the sceptical meetings blossomed into an orbit of comfort that uncovered the similarities of their souls in the bleak room of a psychiatric hospital. What began as hush tunes in their hearts boomed into a fierce crescendo. Noorie was a woman of fire, spontaneous and outgoing which rivalled Amir's quiet, organised and shy nature. Yet, their differences were a factor in the whole circumstances that bonded theirs hearts, souls and lives. They decided to take the leap into a life together. Marriage. It took her away from home, across the continent to the city of London where a new life awaits her. Her optimism was great. She was ready to learn the new way of life and fit in. But her new family found ways to tell her she was not fair enough to be part of them nor would they give her a chance to fit in. Little did she know that should be the least of her problems. There were a lot the man, her husband, with honey-wheat eyes that captivates her, whose sincerity melts her heart, and attitude races it had hidden from her. So much that brought fears, insecurities and secrets neither her nor her husband were ready for.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
CLASSICAL MUSLIMAH
"So I was just a pawn in your game." "Why did you choose politics over me and mummy?" "Aisha that's not true." "Then what's true? Tell me what is true! The only truth here is that you've been feeding me lies all my life! I thought you loved me, turns out it's all politics." "I do." "I see. That's why you got me married based on lies, separated me from my maternal family based on lies and took Abulkhair in, based on lies." * Politics is a dirty game, but you won't know that this is true until you're in the center of it all, until you're a pawn in its wicked game, until you're the queen in its crazy twisted game of chess. Eesh didn't believe the saying, heck she didn't even know the saying existed, until she was surrounded by it, until she became the queen in her father's wicked game of chess, until she realized that her whole life was a sick game of politics, a sick lie! * Politics is a game full of secrets. Secrets can't be kept hidden without the use of political tactics, and politics can't be done without having dirty secrets. Alhaji Muhammad knew that, which was why he fed his daughter lies, why he kept everything a secret from her, why he pushed her into a marriage she wasn't supposed to be in. * Politics, lies, deciet, secrets, love, heartbreak and more politics, all for the CLASSICAL MUSLIMAH. STARTED: 1st December, 2020. COMPLETED: 27th March, 2023 #3 watt9ja 15th December, 2020. #1 watt9ja 17th August, 2021Tamamlanmış Hikaye
BOOK TWO IN THE HOUSEWIVES SERIES Disquiet Ardor Her name is Lailarh. The girl who laughs like her ribs never caved in, Who spins joy from ashes Not because life's been kind, But because she mastered the art of smiling with a broken jaw. From the outside, she's sunlight But inside? She's a room where the curtains never part, Where memories hide under the bed like monsters too real to name. Touched too early Not with love, but with silence. Molested by shadows she couldn't outrun, Yet they called her "strong." As if survival was a medal, Not a scream trapped in her throat. Then came him The boy with everything, Except peace He wore swagger like armor, But he was drowning in powders and pills Chasing numb in alleyways lit by pain He never trusted love. Said it was a myth they sold in movies. But her laugh It made him believe for a second They met like wildfires Sparks Smoke Chaos that felt like home. But two broken mirrors can't reflect a full picture So they clashed Beautifully Disastrously She wanted healing He wanted escape She needed space to breathe. He needed something stronger than air. And yet Somewhere between the bruises and boundaries, The highs and goodbyes, There was... something. Not quite love Not quite ruin Just disquiet ardor. A kind of fire that doesn't warm But still burns real Her name is Lailarh And she's not your savior Not your victim Just a girl Trying to bloom With haunted roots.
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