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Beneath Our Crescent Skies
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Complete, First published Jul 24
Mature
She traveled to Egypt to escape her past. He found her by fate, standing at the edge of a prayer.

Nana, a Nigerian woman seeking healing after heartbreak, arrives in Cairo hoping to reconnect with herself and her faith. What she doesn't expect is Malik...an Egyptian man whose quiet strength, respectful gaze, and deep spirituality stir something in her soul.

Their worlds are different, but their hearts speak the same language.

As their paths cross again and again, what begins as coincidence long before they met. But between cultural expectations, personal wounds, and a love that demands patience, can Nana and Malik build something truly halal... or will it all remain a beautiful test of their iman?

A heartfelt, faith-filled romance exploring love, identity, and the quiet fire of a connection that was never rushed, but always meant to be.
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