A Love Written In Silence
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Fatima never imagined her life would change overnight.
One moment, she was a university student with dreams, laughter, and freedom...
The next, she was told she was already married.
To a man she barely remembers.
A man who didn't choose her either.
Muhammad Hassan is everything she is not-calm, distant, and controlled.
While Fatima is expressive, emotional, and full of life.
Two strangers.
One unexpected marriage.
Will they learn to understand each other...
or remain trapped in a love written in silence?
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STRAIGHTENED AFFECTION (PREVIEW)✅
The link on my bio to grab the complete book! Sabira Idris Turaki never imagined that after everything she and her husband endured, the years of struggle, pride, misunderstandings, and silent sacrifices, she would lose him just when love finally began to feel steady. It was love. But it came too late. Umar Faruq Bello's death was ruled an unfortunate encounter. A sealed report. A carefully arranged narrative crafted by those who understand that power protects power. Grief has barely settled when two men enter her life. Abubakar Sadiq Bello is the twin who was sent away as a boy for refusing to bend to Dada's authority. The son who learned early that defiance comes with exile. The brother who built himself into something formidable, strategic, and untouchable. If Faruq was warmth, Sadiq is fire. If Faruq was softness, Sadiq is the rock. Sadiq wants revenge for the only brother who stood by him when no one else did. Then there is Zaid. A man who wants the prize he has yet to win. Faruq's death did not satisfy him. It was far from over. A marriage of convenience brings Sabira together with Sadiq. What begins as strategy slowly becomes something far more dangerous. Proximity awakens emotions neither of them expected. Their journey unfolds in stages. Attraction, attachment, trust, love, worship. A return to faith. A rediscovery of themselves. Sadiq is morally grey. Calculated. A man who understands power and is not afraid to use it. Revenge tempts him. Control comforts him. Softness does not come naturally. Sabira, no longer the woman she once was, refuses to be conquered. She demands respect, sincerity, and growth. Between vengeance and vulnerability, political silence and family loyalty, dominance and surrender, they begin to change. Together, they learn how to lead and raise their family with intention, care, and love.
HIS WIFE BY FORCE
Anwar was already moving toward her. "Anwar... don't," she whispered. His hand reached for her veil. She screamed, the sound tearing from her throat as panic took over. "Keep quiet!" he shouted, his voice thunderous, shaking the room. She fought back, pushing at his chest, struggling with everything she had. Fear made her hands shake, but she didn't stop resisting. Her breaths came fast and broken as she tried to escape his grip. his father's call came through and puts it on speaker. "What is happening there?" his father demanded. "Who is screaming like that?" Anwar didn't hesitate. "It's my wife-to-be." Nayara opened her mouth to speak, to scream for help-but Anwar's voice cut her off. "Stay quiet," he warned sharply. On the line, his father's voice exploded, ordering him to stop whatever he was doing. Anwar ignored him. Instead, he picked up his phone again and dialed another number. It rang twice. "Nayara?" her father's tense voice came through. "Where are you? Why aren't you home?" She tried to answer. "She's with me," Anwar said instead. There was a pause. "Who are you?" her father asked. "Her husband-to-be." "What nonsense is this?" her father snapped. Anwar's voice turned cold. "I don't have time. My father is on the line. I want to marry Nayara immediately." Both men started shouting at once through the speaker. Anwar leaned closer to Nayara, lowering his voice so only she could hear. "Tell him." She shook her head, tears filling her eyes. He raised his voice again. "I want her as my wife. Decide now." His father roared through the phone, furious, ordering him to step back. Anwar didn't move. "I'd rather touch her as my wife," he said calmly into the phone, "than do something I won't take responsibility for. If you refuse this marriage, don't expect me to change my mind." Nayara let out a broken scream. Her father's voice cracked as he demanded, "What do you want?" Anwar answered without hesitation. "Marry her to me. Now."
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Crown Of Laws
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The link on my bio to grab the complete book! Sabira Idris Turaki never imagined that after everything she and her husband endured, the years of struggle, pride, misunderstandings, and silent sacrifices, she would lose him just when love finally began to feel steady. It was love. But it came too late. Umar Faruq Bello's death was ruled an unfortunate encounter. A sealed report. A carefully arranged narrative crafted by those who understand that power protects power. Grief has barely settled when two men enter her life. Abubakar Sadiq Bello is the twin who was sent away as a boy for refusing to bend to Dada's authority. The son who learned early that defiance comes with exile. The brother who built himself into something formidable, strategic, and untouchable. If Faruq was warmth, Sadiq is fire. If Faruq was softness, Sadiq is the rock. Sadiq wants revenge for the only brother who stood by him when no one else did. Then there is Zaid. A man who wants the prize he has yet to win. Faruq's death did not satisfy him. It was far from over. A marriage of convenience brings Sabira together with Sadiq. What begins as strategy slowly becomes something far more dangerous. Proximity awakens emotions neither of them expected. Their journey unfolds in stages. Attraction, attachment, trust, love, worship. A return to faith. A rediscovery of themselves. Sadiq is morally grey. Calculated. A man who understands power and is not afraid to use it. Revenge tempts him. Control comforts him. Softness does not come naturally. Sabira, no longer the woman she once was, refuses to be conquered. She demands respect, sincerity, and growth. Between vengeance and vulnerability, political silence and family loyalty, dominance and surrender, they begin to change. Together, they learn how to lead and raise their family with intention, care, and love.
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