He dropped the tumbler on the tray before he turned to give me his full attention "Arwa,I don't want you to be with me because that was what saad wanted. I want you to be with me because you want to, because you have feelings for me." "What if i ask the same of you? Be with me not because saad asked you. Love as a whole, not as per his requests." He was silent for almost a minute before he walked to squat in front of me I looked into his eyes, and for the first time, his eyes which usually held no emotions or feelings were portraying something different "Isnt it obvious?" "Its not." I whispered not looking away from him He sighed before he spoke "Take care of yourself. I'll call you later." And he was gone before i could reply Arwa Ibrahim sudais, jovial and talented. She brings a smile to everyone's faces, but she's left shattered when tragic events occur one after the other. Will she be able to rediscover herself? Can she be back to normal without hurting those close to her? Read on to find out ©Ayshaah_s

Not every truth deserves to be brought to light. Especially, when it's a ticking time bomb. Eventually, shredding every piece of his life with it. Zayn-Ashraf Malik__ a captain of the Nigerian Armed Forces. Twelve years of sweat, tears, and blood, burnt to ashes. What was his crime? Bringing the truth to life. How worse will things get after that? An excruciating near-death experience. A terrifying betrayal, least expected. Dismissal from the army. Almost getting lost in pleasurably destructive narcotics, with the pressure of possible leadership looming upon him in distress. How was he supposed to handle it all? An ultimate redemption came along, saving him by the bell. She was the solution to his never-ending adversities. He forgot that nothing lasts for long. Not even the good times. *~* To the world, she was an outcast with too many secrets that were buried deep within the earth. She was his angel with a dark shadow looming over her. This is a prequel to ' My Emir ' By Sara novels. ©2023

In a tale of love and loss, they must choose between bitter resentment and unexpected romance. Can they overcome their differences and find a way to happiness, or will their rivalry lead to ruin?...What happens when two best friends fall in love but their families are at war and had hidden a dark secret from the world? Should the best friends fight for their love or give up on their love? What would happen if they uncover the truth behind their parents dispute will it make them stronger or break them?.....Read to uncover the story of love,hatred,greed and death in Abba's and Ihsan's life.... •••••• "Your father is one of the top three richest man in the world!" Abba exclaimed making ihsan giggling at his expression "Yes I am,but that doesn't make me any different from other people" Ihsan shrugged "Wow I'm really at lost of words" Abba shook his head in amazement "At first I thought you will be a spoil brat and only talk to people who are above or the same level as you" Abba added looking at ihsan's beautiful dark skinned face that was shining under the sun "I'm not that way I guess, and quit acting as if you aren't also rich" ihsan glared playfully making her best friend chuckle "Bye, I need to go before dada looks for me" Ihsan waved Abba bye and scurried back to the party "Ihsan I hope you weren't talking to that Abba boy, him and his family are bad people stay away from them" Ihsan's father strictly warned making her nod her somberly...........

Muhammad thought of Madeenah as a child, younger than his baby sister, although way more mature. She seemed to have created a bond with his daughter and that was all that came to his mind about her. Not her smooth caramel skin, or her captivating light brown eyes and neither did her sweet voice do it for him. Madeenah thought of Ya Muhammad as an arrogant and stoic person but a really good father. In truth she was terrified of him. She hated the way he would look at her, as though she was less important than him. She hated the way he never spoke unless he needed to. She hated the way his voice washed over her, making her shiver. She hated his height and how it made him tower over her small frame. She hated him but she just couldn't stop thinking about him. So what happens when the two end up being brought together by an unusual arrangement . He's older, she's younger. He has a daughter and she has barely begun life. Will he let go of the past and try to find happiness or will he drag her down with him? --------------------------------------- "Let's get married." He says with such a straight face that I feel stupid as I chuckle. "What did you just say?" I ask in disbelief. "You heard me Madeenah." He says in a gravelly tone. "Why would you want to marry me?" I shake my head. "You don't like me." "I like you well enough to be married to you." His broad shoulders shrug in his familiar black suit. What is going on with him? And what have I gotten myself into?

____•____ In Nigeria, it's known to everybody that each and every family has it own tradition. DAGGASH also has its, which differs from any other families of the Shuwa Arabs in that country Being a member of the 'DAGGASH' was everything she hates in life, she regretted being brought to such a family that goes under the will and control of a selfish old lady 'AYYA' She doesn't understand why must everything has to go just as Ayya commands?!! Can't they just live a happy life with no Ayya and her problems!! Is that a lot to ask for?! It's a rule laid by Ayya , a rule that has been going on ever so long, which makes things more complicated. She can't believe that Ayya is the one to tell her what to dream of and what not to! Her mates are down their in their graves and she's here trying to take control over their own lives. The rule says "NO ONE IS EVER ALLOWED TO MARRY A SPOUSE OUT OF THE BOUNDARY OF THE DAGGASH" and what annoys her more is that Ayya is to match spouses. That's not the only rule Ayya laid, there are many more others , she felt disturbed. Suffocated. Prisoned. Weak. She wondered how her parents were able to go through all this, now that. She couldn't live her normal life. Why must Ayya take her family's happiness for her own self satisfaction?!! Is she this heartless?!!! If not for the sake of mama and baba, she'll have never stayed in such a disaster with Ayya torturing her life and all other members of the family. ____•____

𝕬 𝕾𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖑 𝕿𝖔 𝕭𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝕭𝖞 𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉. • She is Mufida. He is Haidar. They are both yearning for love. She loves him, but with her past always hunting her, will she be able to forget it and follow her heart ? He loves her, he broke her heart, he left her when she needed him the most, but he still love her and wishes to spend the rest of his life together with her. All her life, she wanted to get rid of her past and haidar. She wants to forget that he was ever in her life, but the love she has for him is undying. She can't get him off her mind. Will she be able to move in her life even though she have to see his exact face everyday ? All his life he want to keep the memories he shared with her alive with him, she was his life, his heart his everything that keeps him moving. Even without her being in his life, her memories are still with him to keep him strong and alive. But will he be able to stay like that for the rest of his life ? Read and find out ! 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷 : 18th December,2021. 𝓔𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷 : #1_Projectnaija - 16th January, 2022. Yours truly: RiaXwriter_

Anger, pure anger and fear sipped through her veins threatening to burst out. She struggled vehemently to release her hand, but that only made him tighten his hand around her twisted arm. She cried out of pain but that only seemed to impress him. He smirked and said, "Mm, so fiesty?" He glared at her and pushed her against the wall. "You are evil Abdullah!" She almost shouted. Beads of sweat formed on her silk skin. Why was he making her life a living hell in her matrimonial home? She was supposed to live a happy life with her so-called husband, but instead, he is bullying her. "Just tell me, why?" She gazed at him confused wondering what he meant by that. "Why what?" She cried "Heh" he chuckled, "don't play dumb with me Kulthum. Just tell me why you chose him over me? What am I lacking? Huh? Tell me!" He shouted pushing her more against the wall. "Because you are evil! I never loved you in the first place, you are nothing worth loving" she spat as tears flowed down her beautiful face. As soon as he heard that, his face stoned up while his jaw clenched and his eyes became bloodshot. Such a sight she had never seen since she was married to him. "If I can hate you, why can't you, Abdullah?! I am so tired of this relationship, I can't do it anymore just let me go" With a dejected heart, he released her hand and whispered dangerously close to her ear, "If I can't have you, then no one will" He stumped off angrily while she slumped to the ground releasing a heavy sigh of defeat as tears rolled down her cheek. Since the day she got married to him, there had never been a day where she laughed for at least two minutes. All she knew at that very moment was that she was doomed! *completed but currently under editing*

Meet Jannah, a vibrant and charming young woman with a heart full of love and a smile that lights up the room. Her life is turned upside down when her parents arrange her marriage to Ali, a wealthy and enigmatic stranger. Despite her initial reservations, Jannah approaches her new life with optimism and enthusiasm, determined to make the best of her situation. Ali, a man shrouded in mystery and rumor, is slowly drawn to Jannah's warmth and kindness. As they navigate their arranged marriage, Jannah's bubbly personality and generous spirit begin to chip away at Ali's reserved exterior, revealing a deep sense of loyalty and honor beneath. Through their story, we see the beauty and the pain of a life lived between tradition and personal desire. Will Jannah's love and light be enough to bring joy and happiness into her marriage, or will the weight of duty and obligation extinguish her spark?and would she be able to make Ali dance to her tunes?

Yasmine is a star girl, with plans for the future, good grades and a boyfriend to top it up but how can she survive when her enemies are her family, a menacing father willing to give her out without a second thought, a step mother cruel enough to be Shaytan himself and a step sister who's jealousy burns from within, a drive that's enough to kill a person. As her world comes crumbling down, will she crumble with it or stand in the midst of the rumble. _________ I'm not going to cry I'm not going to cry I'm not going to cry He chuckled wickedly as Hauwa stoked his hand tenderly. 'At first it was about your virginity but you were stubborn so I took it slow, till I got what I wanted' he said, his eyes void of emotion. 'Turns out you're easy and a slut at that' he completed as Hauwa laughed heartily. Tears fell from my eyes freely, like a waterfall, like dew on the desert. I swallowed to ease my parched throat as I bit my lips trying not to scream. My breath was becoming uneven as I strode to where he stood and slapped him across the face with all the anger, the sorrows and frustration that were bottled up on me. 'You disgust me' I managed to say as tears started to blur my vision and for a second I saw hurt in his eyes or maybe I assumed it. I ran, bumping into tables, chairs and people, I didn't care. Ammi always told me there was a thin line between love and hate and I had crossed that line today with Sadiq', the one that wiped away my tears and told me it was going to be fine, my calm after the storm was actually my enemy in disguise. Shit!!! When it rains it fucking pours. ____________ Will she loose herself or find love in the most unexpected place?

They were only supposed to be acting, it should all have been pretense, so how dare she fall in love. Falling in love wasn't part of the agreement, but she wasn't really put in a position to go against her heart, not with the way his eyes looked at her as if he could see through her like glass, definitely not with the way his touch set her body ablaze. he could never be her's even though she was already his, and she was ready to let go and forget about him forever but fate had other things in store for both of them *** A few more years and he would be a free man right, no more of this bondage called marriage? but why didn't the thought make him happy anymore. Why was he always thinking of that Godamn woman he pretends to be married to, why did her smile make him weak?