Ashe dama ana mutuwa a dawo? Ashe dama in mutum ya mutu, aka binne shi a kasa zaka iya ganinshi a rayuwarka?Kodai idonta ke mata gizo? Ko kuwa ta haukace ne? Aa, kila kuma kuncin da rayuwarta take ciki shine take ganin mutanen daya kamata ace tana tare dasu? Amma tabbas mijinta ne, shine. Ta tabbata shi din ne. Ga murmushin shi nan, dariyar shi, yanayin yadda yake tafiya. Wallahi shine!Shin mijin nata ne ko kuwa? Da gaske shi din take gani ko kuwa? Amma ba'a mutuwa a dawo. Saidai a yanayin yanda rayuwarta take juyata, takan iya cewa ita a nata fannin rayuwar, kila mutum yakan mutu sai ya dawo. Mijinta ne, kome zasuce bazata taba yarda dasu ba. Aisha Malumfashi.…
"Daada, Maama; Did I for once told you what I want? You've always chosen what to wear for me, what I should eat, where I should go, even the environment I should stay in. Isn't that enough for you to grant my only wish?. It's okay if you don't want to, I might have been a burden on you. I'm sorry," with that, she sprinted to her room, locked it and broke into tears, ignoring their knockings.*"I think I will let you to study abroad,but only under one condition; you have to get married; for I couldn't let you there all by yourself," Daada spoke haltingly, hoping she wouldn't agree, but her answer made his hope vanished."It's okay, Daada, who's the guy? And have you started processing my admission?" She asked, a wide grin plastered on her face, not caring about the marriage thing, she thought it was all a threat."It's Sadeeq, Alhaji Mustapha's son. But he studies in Qatar, that means you will also study there," Daada encapsulated, his face deviod of emotion.Ihsan looked up at Daada, and wanted to bellow out the words, but they came out as a whisper "Daada..you mean Sadeeq? He's just 19 years old. How would I marry him? Who will take care of who? Uhm Daada?" She slurred, tears rolling down her cheeks."He is. And would take good care of your health. What's there in marrying him? Isn't he a man?" Daada inquired."There is; it's just a one year gap between us. And he isn't a man in my eyes," she reprimanded and broke into tears._____What would happen to Ihsan? Would she agree on studying abroad? Fighting for her health, at the same time marrying the guy she looks down onto? As she would always avow "It'sjust a one year gap."It would be a hilarious roller coaster ride. Tag along.Your's always__AYSHATOU.…
Living with the teenage thought of life always being a bed of roses, Aisha Umar Faruk got her life damaged at the revelation of her mother being a prostitute and she was raped to pay for the crimes her mother committed.Dr. Nasir was her saviour and she lived with him, having a fantasy of a love filled life until his heartless brother broke apart her rope of hope and she was left with a broken heart to stitch.Being married to Abba was a whole painful phase for Aisha and the path she followed in knowing what had been enshrouded even before she was born."Who was the guy you were kissing right before the eyes of thousand of people?!""What were you doing in A & H hotel with a guy?!""Where are you from?" All these questions and even more were asked by her husband and the answer was always the same, "I haven't gone out of this house even since the day you restrained me from doing so."He had never believed her, because she was always the one he saw. But she was telling him the truth, because she wasn't the one he saw. Who was this lady that added more salt to the wounds of Aisha Umar Faruk?…
In the remote village of Dumurkul, Rayhan had life pretty hard. She's simply a 15 years old Fulani girl that knew pain in all shades, and all she wanted was to further her education. Her life savior came in the form of an NYSC Corp member named Dr Kurfi. Her innocent heart couldn't resist throbbing a bit at his sight, nor his kindness and when he smiled calling her 'Yar Fulani'? Rayhan's brittle heart shrunk and she was instantly enthralled! She called him 'Dan Bature' because to her, no man has ever looked this handsome!Agony fell upon her life so strong she fancied her death. And what her heart once felt for Nameer, it turned into sheer hatred churning her insides. She hated him as much as she was enticed by him before. And she avowed never to forgive him, even if a life was to be on the line...hers included. Fate wasn't about to let the duo be. As they met again but she wasn't that girl anymore. Despite the hatred she showed to him, Nameer knew he hadn't found her simply to lose her again. He was ready to fight...maybe A Trial On Love could be the price he'd pay to have her. And oh, what a trial it was!…
She could feel the pain slowly overcoming her soul. The agony, the grief, taking over all that she once thought was alive in her. She felt so empty that she was sure her whole body will echo if someone was to shake her. But she stood, rigid as though a hundred years old tree, clinging onto the only thing that made her alive; her eyeglasses. Through those glasses, she had seen things she had wished she could erase. She had hated the things she once loved, places she once cherished and the man she grew up to love. It didn't matter who he was to her, his role in her life or even the title he possessed. She was going to take revenge, she was going to make him regret, she was going to make her father cry right before her eyes!But what if he chose to add more pain to her aching wounds? The day he declared her married to a gateman, the strings left attaching her with him were forcefully cut off. And she was certain even if it would take her till eternity, so long as she stayed married to the gateman, her father would never know what happiness felt like!…
Have you ever loved something to the extent that you could lie blatantly about it? In Jalilah's case, she had. She had loved ballet since she was a little girl, but being born from a northern Nigerian family, she had never got to be the ballerina she had always dreamed of. Did she let go of that dream? No, because she would lie for the sake of ballet, she would lie about being married so her mother could let her leave!Yazeed had never been choked up in a mess like this, but he had no choice but to stay mute and watch the drama unfold before his eyes. How would you feel to have a girl lie to her mother about you being her husband right before your eyes? They left, and she got what she had always been dreaming of.She knew she would love him someday, but she had never seen that day to be this close. What would she do? After knowing that their days together were numbered, she had to find another lie to tell her mother for them to find their separate ways. It got to the point that she couldn't pretend anymore, and she asked him the question. "Can I be your Mrs?"Yazeed had heard that question more than he cared to count, but she had never gotten an answer from him. Would he say yes and make her his lawful Mrs without her past life poking up? Or he would say no and live with the regret of not having her in his life? Which would be a topping to his already grieving soul.…
I have a secret obsession. You probably may wonder why it's a secret when I've made it pretty obvious on the gram. Everyone knows about my obsession, well, except him, of course. And the universe seemed to be on my side the day I got to be his maid for a few hours. Only that, I've never expected that a day that started so amazing could end so badly. I've never expected that I'd regret seeing him that day. Or that I'd end up hating him and avowing never to forgive him for the rest of my life. But destiny has a funny way of twisting with lives; just like it has twisted with me. And I ended up not just a maid for a day for him, but a live-in maid! And just when I thought I've hated him enough not to be fascinated by him, the universe showed me that I haven't even loved him enough. And he turned out not to be the person I thought he was. Breaking all those walls I've carefully built around my heart to crash without even trying to. Making me fall harder in love with him-just that this time, even though I knew that I'd never have a chance with the President's Son, it couldn't have been clearer. I loved him, but he had someone else. Carrying the little self esteem I have, I took the leapt of being with someone else. But...could I really live without the President's Son? Is the secret I'm hiding, meddled with the hatred of him that I buried in my heart, be an opener to something beautiful...or worse?Maybe Zafir's Story and I would be an epic lovestory. Maybe not.---Preview Chapters Only!…
When love speaks, when love yearns for attention, when it crushes and intends to erupt out of the beholder's heart; Nothing could stop it, it looks onto nothing. Status seems just a name to it, age seems just a number. It knows no bound, it knows no difference.She was just a poor lady, from a wrecked background.He was a pompous guy, from an affluent background.She needed money for her WAEC examination.He needed a maid, to take care of his house.He hired her.She started working in his house.Destiny unleashed a predicament between them. It bounds them hitched.____What would it be? What has destiny unleashed upon their lives? It would be a love, heartbreak, and romantic roller coster ride.#Ayshatou.…
'I'll marry him,' she said, flashing a lopsided smile. 'I don't care about what will happen to him, so long as you'd keep your promise, I'll even kill him if you want.'Yusrah had no idea she was having herself hitched with her nemesis. She'd cry, she'd hate him even more and he'd make sure she regretted the very day she knew him. She may be a Turkish goddess that had men dancing to her tunes, a fierce and powerful woman that was filled with venom, but that was the least of Hammad's worries. He knew she married him for a reason, to birth his doom. And he'd make sure she regretted every minute she was going to live as his wife. They embarked on a marital escapade that was filled to the brim with hatred, quests for revenge and anger, but they had no idea what they would stumble upon in life may or may not change their views about each other. A dare will be set between them, and everyone was hell bent on making the other lose...while they slowly lost themselves to the sea of love calling out to them in Istanbul. Whilst fighting between themselves and the tenderness that whispered to their souls; secrets will be revealed, memories will be made, tears will be shed and hugs will be shared. Maybe even love will be confessed! Even though not all soulmates you're meant to live forever with...they hoped theirs will last. Blind or not, they certainly fell in love!…
Ducking away, she ran out of Hajia's living room with a loving smile on her lips. She banged her head on a broad chest that gave her a souvenir of a scent, just as juicy as her husband's. She knew he was the one, her Twin kept to his words. Not looking up to his face, she wrapped her hands around his waist and nuzzled her face deep into his chest, chuckling. "I missed you so much, Hassan. I was just moving in that kitchen fah, but your thoughts were a second away from making me crazy!" She lifted up her legs and planted a smooch on his left cheek. Roughly, she was peeled off his chest and a certain longing of his warmth seeped within her. That was bad. What happened to him? He left looking all loving, had she done something wrong?She looked into his eye level, lifting her face completely because of their height different. This is her husband, but why the hard face and the frown? Is this a frank? He didn't missed her? Or was he pulling her legs?Nadia's thoughts were put into a halt when he opened his mouth, he sounded exactly as her husband would, just the words differed. "I'm Hussain!" It was her husband's twin! Not even a single mark was there on their faces to help her differ between the cheerful Hassan and a grumpy Hussain. She felt her limbs gone weak as he walked past her. •What would happen when Nadia keeps mistaking her husband for her Husband's twin?I'm loving this much! I'm sure you would too!…
She defines the phrase 'Fire for Fire', but what happens if he doesn't see that fire bubbling in her rock? And not even understand it even if he sees it? At some point, her fire gets doused and she lives like a drowned cat with tears all over, but what hurts her the most is, he never notices. She hates him at first meeting, he derives joy from hurting her soul without an ounce of guilt. She sets to revenge, revealing the darkest secret of his life. On his quest for revenge, his walls will crack. The barries surrounding his heart will burn right before his eyes. His Drakaina, as he named her, will set his heart on fire and when he smiles back at her, her heart too will be set on fire.…
On the brink of a life that seemed too dull to excite her, amidst the chaos of the insurgency that threatened not just her happiness, but the little she had as a world; Maryam Bukar Ibrahim seemed to battle more wars than her 16 years old and autistic brain could handle. It became too much to bear, too much grief for her heart to take and a commitment her innocent yet frail body could endure. As if that wasn't enough, destiny found a way of getting her married to a soldier, at the brink of her father's death and the last words he pronounced were of her becoming Mrs. Na'im Bolori. For Captain Na'im Bolori, marriage was the last thing he thought for his life. He was the prince of the Kingdom of Maiduguri and suffering from an unmentioned illness broke more of his engagements than he cared to count. Being a soldier was his lifetime dream, yet rescuing a dying father only to get him married to his weird and two colored eyes daughter was something he had never imagined. He took her home not because he wanted, not because he was ever going to accept the so called marriage, between, she was only 16 years old! But destiny decided to play with his heart and test how capable he was of controlling himself and protecting the ones he loved. As said, When A Soldier Loves...He Kills To Protect.(Only Preview Chapters. Complete book available on OkadaBooks and Selar.)…
She's his lecturer, obsessing over her almost felt like a sin...almost. Meet Bilaal Bukar Santukari, the student, the admirer, the one wholly obsessed with his lecturer; Muhibbah Isma'il Sodangi, a walking goddess of beauty. From the very first time he saw her, she had him enthralled by her beauty. And when he realized she was their lecturer? Her sultry voice, she way she carried herself around, how calm and collected she was, and that soft yet icy smile was what hooked him to her. Bilaal Santuraki became obsessed. Muhibbah was a 'spinster' in her mother's words. Being a 27 years old lady, unmarried and lecturing in another town was a battle so hard to fight for. And her problems didn't just end with her mother trying to force down a certain man to her as a husband, there's this certain student of hers that rustled her insides with just a stare. His stares were calm in a way that made her lost her nerves and she always became cautious of herself. And they had a way of piercing right into her being, making her fully aware of herself and that...was why she hated this particular student of hers. Their fates weren't kind to them. Nor would they have it easy. If they wanted, destiny will for once be easy on them, but Muhibbah would never let herself forget what she knew the society will always remind her; he was her student and also a few years younger than her. And she...was that popular spinster to whom love was a luxury she couldn't afford!…
Aurenta da Khalil kaddara ne. Zuwanta gidansu a matsayin mai aiki jarabta ne. Zama gidanshi tare da matarshi kuma bala'i ne. Da wanne zataji? Miji wanda ya tsaneta tamkar mutuwarsa ko kuwa matarsa da bata da burin daya wuce ta tozartata dukda kuwa batasan itadin matarsa bace? Ko kuwa karyata musulunci da kowa yakeyi?Tabbas, K'abila...itama musulma ce. Amma a rayuwar Fatima Batul, hakan abu ne mai wuyar bayyanawa. Kyara, tsangwama da wulakanci sune abubuwan da tafi sabawa dasu a duniya har tana ganin bazata tabi jin dadi ba a rayuwarta. Kasantuwar mahaifiyarta Igbo, tunda Batul ta bude ido babu abunda ta sani face kunci da bakin ciki sai tarin hawaye. Wai dama shi musulunci idan ba a ciki aka haifeka ba Allah baya amsarka ne?Ko kuwa dai dole sai kai bahaushe ne ko bafulatani sannan musuluncinka yake zama ingantacce? Ana kiranta K'abila, ko kuma ace mata Tubabba, kai harma muna musulma ana kiranta wai duk dan kasancewar mahaifiyarta inyamura duk kuwa da cewar ta musulunta daga baya. Batul bata gara jefa kanta cikin ukuba ba sai bayan aurenta da Khalil, ga bala'in mahaifiyarsa da yan'uwansa, dangi da abokansa...shin ina zata saka rayuwarta ne?Data sani da bata gudu tabar gida ba, data tsaya dangin mahaifinta sunyi duk yanda sukeso da ita, da bata roki alfarma ta auri Khalil ba...---Labari ne mai cike da darussa daban daban akan addini, al'ada, zamantawa da kuma tsantsar soyayya. Ku biyoni dan ganin yanda labarin Fatima Batul da angonta Ibrahim Khalil zai kasance...…
Labari ne daya kunshi masarautu biyu; Masarautar Katsina, wacce take cikin Nigeria da kuma Masarautar Damagaran, wacce take cikin Kasar Niger. Labarin yayi duba ne da rayuwar Yarima Bilal, wanda rashin magana da miskilanci ya kanja ya shiga tarun matsaloli, wanda hakan yake haifar mashi da auren Zeenah Kabir Muhammad. Diyar Bafade da kuma baiwa. Me zai faru a rayuwar auren da aka hada miskili da kuma masifaffiya? Wanda dama tun farkon haduwarsu da masifa aka fara har yakai ga ya kure hakurinta ta sharara mashi maruka biyu? Shin ko zasu samu zaman lafiya kuwa? Bilal wanda ya kasance zuciyarshi a kulle take tun bayan rasuwar mahaifiyarshi zai bude ma Zeenah ita? Ya rayuwa zata basu bayan Zeenah ta fada soyayyarshi sai kwatsam Juwairiyya ta kunno kai? Wane hali Bilal zai shiga a lokacin da Fulani ta bankado wani tsohon sirri dake tsakaninsu?Fulani fah? Wacce take uwar gida kuma mai kula da hidimomin Masarautar Katsina gaba daya? Zata rufe sirrin data gano tsakanin Zeenah da Bilal dan gujewa tarwatsewar farin cikinsu? Abu daya ne zai kai ga na biyu, wanda har Bilal zai tsinci kanshi an mashi shamaki da Masarautar Katsina, hakan zai dangantashi da Masarautar Damagaran! Ku biyo Yar Malumfashi domin jin yadda labarin zai kasance.…
It could be the first look he had of her face. How beautiful she had looked and how the smile she wore adorned her face. Or maybe, it wasn't that. It was the way her voice sounded as she cried. How the tears of anguish rolled down her cheeks. How she begged to be rescued. It could be the way she laughed, as well. Her face, her body, how she carried herself around and how her voice calmed even the the stormiest tsunami in his soul. Or it could be her name; Sabeeha Ghabidin Ahar. He didn't know what it was that got him hooked to her. Or how on earth he got enslaved by her thoughts. All he knew was, Sabeeha was an obsession he didn't mean to have...but he'd trade his soul to keep. She would always be his Beautiful Beeha, no matter the thorns on the road and even if she's Twice His Age...Zaid knew he'd love her, always and forever.…
[#4 on Spiritual🔥🔥 On 24 September 2018]"Why is everybody avoiding me because of my voice? Was I the one that created myself? No.I was ridiculed, humiliated, harassed, all because of my voice. Why could'nt everyone understand how it hurts? Not even my mother. Why?I know you were asking my name because you want to hear the vulgar man like voice of a very beautiful lady. You want to laugh at me too.Well__My name is Hayfah Talhah Muhammad. Leave, go and laugh to your fill. But know__ I was created like this! And I believe it's a blessing in disguise. Why could'nt everyone understand? Why?" She wiped away her tears with her hijab, which were not stopping anytime from now. She left him confused, what is she going through? Is everyone making fun of her? But why? Nothing is wrong with her voice. He love her voice!._____The story of a very beautiful young lady, with her husky man's like voice.Will she be accepted?Will she ever find her true love?Just tail behind, as I tell you the story of Hayfah Talhah Muhammad.…
Hello, my name is Aishatuh M. And yes, I'm your favorite author!I'm the author of 'I Was Created Like This', 'Down Hearted', and 'Serendipity Of Love' amongst others. Most of my books are on wattpad, but I have a few that aren't on wattpad, they are all on sofanovel and Novelcat. I've created this book to give my readers a sneak peak on my books that have never seen the light of wattpad!It will be a little about the book, the blurb, main characters and then three chapters! I'll be posting a link of the stories in the comment section and the links will also be found on my bio. Don't miss out on anything that has 'Aishatuh M' signed on it! I assure you, it's going to be a blockbuster! Read the books and find out! But first, take a sneak peak!!!Love,Aishatuh M❤️…
Through the cruise of love; there tends to be desolations, heartbreaks, and painful detriments. But if there was true ardour; the beholder of the love would persevere in the face of the grudges, the heart scourging pains, and pertubs.She was a chivalrous lady, whom was heartbroken and vowed not to fall in love again.He was an introvert; whom seldom talk, nor could he envisage himself in love.They became acquaintanced, intimate friends, and finally deviate into inseparable lovers. Promises were made, altruism was clearly avowed, and a future was planned.Upon the series of heart spasm, the etching wounds, scourging pains, and the perforating heartbreaks that could crucify the hearts. Would they grapple the pains and make something out of their adulation?_____It would be a roller coster ride, with series of heartbreaks, betrayals, and heart squirming pains.Just tag along, as I tell you the story of the consolidated lovers.Ayshatou.…
BROKEN HALVES||BOOK TWO OF DOWN HEARTED.If love is the disease, she knows he would be her cure.If love is the pain, she knows he would be her ease.If love is a monster, she knows he would be an angel.If love is a vampire, she knows he would be the magic that'll make her blood forbidden. But what happens if he's the one she loves? The one she's willing to give her heart and soul to? The one who makes her dumb and she losses her senses to? To her, he is the love clone she has read in books, seen in paintings, and the glow that comes with the moon.Could she call him Love? Because love gives nothing to her but pain. She loves him, because he makes their whole hearts turn into 'Broken Halves'.Follow me on this journey of pain, heartbreak and love.Book two of Down Hearted.Ayshatou.…
