Cold At Dusk
- Reads 26,216
- Votes 4,752
- Parts 57
A woman is taught to be invisible, not to raise her head too high lest she hits her husband's jaw. Dusk descends and Kamsi's orientation is changed. The thought and hope of giving life to a new being could change anyone.
Kamsi, a woman in love, realizes that even love is not enough; The institution of marriage needs a lot more. Her story is just one voice amongst other women who are married to loving, overprotective and dominating men.
It had been easy to believe one could get a blanket when cold hit but what about a time when the heart turns cold?
How warm could love be at dusk?
(Nigerian Story)
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Between Salam and forever ❤️
Amani and Aliyu are strangers brought together by a modern arranged marriage in Abuja. Polite, awkward, and full of secrets, their journey is one of faith, tension, and the slow discovery of love - a story of hearts learning to stay, inshaAllah." 🌙 Blurb: Amani never believed love could bloom from silence - until a polite salaam turned into a forever she didn't expect. Married through family arrangement, she and Aliyu share the same roof, but not the same rhythm. He's quiet, disciplined, and distant - the kind of man who hides his heart behind calm words and deep faith. She's gentle, hopeful, and full of questions her heart can't silence. As they learn to navigate love, faith, and unspoken feelings, their hearts begin to speak a language only Allah can translate - one written between salaam and forever. 💍 A story of love that grows slowly, beautifully, and with purpose.
Tales of The Heart I (A love Unveiled)✅.
A WORK OF FICTION. Tales Of The Heart could come in different forms. My story might be different from yours, her story may be similar to yours, our stories could be the same as yours... Meet Hafsah Amaani, a bubbly and cheerful girl with an overactive spirit that might fit into ten people. She's all smiles at new people and sticks out in a crowd. Clumsiness might not be her best trait but it's one of the reasons why she sticks out in the crowd. SHE IS A DAYDREAMER.. With several ambitions lining one after the other in her head, she has a heart perfect for entertainment and a strong passion for love. AS A HOPELESS ROMANTIC.. Love found her. ... Meet Aysha Imaan, a composed, passionate, strict follower of rules with a strong sense of leadership and commitment. She's a very much more reserved version of Amaani who has her own moments of spontaneity once in a long while. SHE'S A PEOPLE PERSON.. Who garners respect, helps those in need and vows to use all she has to offer for those who don't. DESPITE SHYING AWAY FROM LOVE AND ALL IT ENTAILS.. She found it a few feet away.Complete
Life Of Afreen
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.Complete
IN TWENTY ONE DAYS
Copyright© 2020. All rights reserved. The morning rays rose above the horizon. Sunlight streamed her bedroom through the gaps of the curtain lightening up the room with warm glow. She rolled over and gazed out the window overlooking the shines over the other buildings. The new rays brought a new day, the day she will get her husband back. The sun slowly began to slide from the sky, pulling the blue canopy on its fall and slowly creeping behind was an ominous black shroud. The sun was beginning to set, casting subtle hues of dusk across the sky and she still is thinking of ways to have him back in her arms. Will she ever be able to do so or will the new wife coming to their home have him all to herself? No, she is ready to fight and take in the arctic cold chilling her bones. In just Twenty One Days, she won't be able to have her husband all to herself but she is ready to fight for the love she has destroyed with her bare hands and she will do that In Twenty One Days. No plagiarizing of this book! Aishatu.Complete
Before you go
"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:Complete
Hate Me Gently
"You talk too much for my liking". "And yet, here you are, listening". . They were once everything to each other- until time, distance, and silence turned them into strangers. Now, they're nothing alike. Two strangers with distaste towards each other. One is fire. The other, ice. But the sparks between them? Unmistakable and Unavoidable. They clash. They burn. And yet, something keeps pulling them back, something buried beneath forgotten memories and words never said. It was supposed to be hate. But hate was never meant to feel like this. They were never supposed to meet. Never supposed to care. But the past has a way of finding its way home - even when it's been forgotten. What happens when two people who were once everything to each other... become strangers again? Started- 10th July, 2025 Ended- 21st December, 2025 ✨ Most impressive ranking ✨Complete
Married To Mysterious
Highest Ranking #2 in triller. #49 in mystery/thriller In came the tall creature. I bend my head down to avoid looking at him. He stood at the door not moving. My heart beat accelerated and I desperately want this moment to end. Silence engulfed the room once again. I closed my eyes hoping he will disappear the moment I open them but no, he is still here. Standing there with no intention of moving. I have never felt this awkward in my 18years of life. You look like you just shot a horror scene. He stated, his voice cold. Is marrying me that bad? Am I supposed to answer to that? I frowned. What is wrong with him? Listen to me carefully. Because I won't want to have to repeat this to you in any situation. He stated in a voice that a strict teacher will use when warning a student. What is with him? I thought. Why suddenly? I slowly raised my head to look at him. His face is expressionless. He looks calm. I dont care if you are living in this house but don't you ever show your face to me. Stay as far away from me and do n't touch my things. What a relief! Did you say something he asked? I did not realised I said that loud. Nothing ,I replied. Good. With that he went out.Complete
The space between
She's not the woman she thought she was - not the calm, controlled one. Torn between the weight of her mistakes and the pain of what's been taken from her, she's spiraling through anger, heartbreak, and a desperate need to be seen. This isn't about perfect love or clean endings. It's about the messy, real battle inside a woman who's learning to face her darkest truths... and maybe, just maybe, find a way back to herself. No apologies. No filter. Just Angela.
Amani and Aliyu are strangers brought together by a modern arranged marriage in Abuja. Polite, awkward, and full of secrets, their journey is one of faith, tension, and the slow discovery of love - a story of hearts learning to stay, inshaAllah." 🌙 Blurb: Amani never believed love could bloom from silence - until a polite salaam turned into a forever she didn't expect. Married through family arrangement, she and Aliyu share the same roof, but not the same rhythm. He's quiet, disciplined, and distant - the kind of man who hides his heart behind calm words and deep faith. She's gentle, hopeful, and full of questions her heart can't silence. As they learn to navigate love, faith, and unspoken feelings, their hearts begin to speak a language only Allah can translate - one written between salaam and forever. 💍 A story of love that grows slowly, beautifully, and with purpose.
More detailsContent Guidelines