Arewa Stories

In a home where love was a currency, she was always bankrupt. Her parents' affection was reserved for the twin who reflected their every hope, leaving her to inherit the hushed comparisons and soft dismissals. She was constantly reminded of her lesser worth, but she never imagined her marriage would be a cast-off from the twin who was truly desired. Offered as a consolation prize, she expects only disappointment in a loveless union. Yet, the journey of marriage becomes an unexpected path to self-discovery. The Color Of My Own Sky is a story of the invisible bruises that shape a soul, and the battle to finally find the courage to paint your own brilliant horizon. Nov. 3 ©deey_jah

Nurain and Du'a knew they were just friends, well get over it everyone. But no! Her family thought they were perfect for each other, his family thought they were the perfect pair. Everyone complemented them on what a nice couple they were and they found it amusing. Will their friendship really turn to something else? Let's see where their journey takes us.

"Whatever God has put together, no man can put asunder." Farida Abba Sulayman mostly known as Afnan meets the man with braces, calculative eyes and rimmed glasses that catches her eyes and sweeps her off her feet. She loves him, he loves her too. They want to get married, but there's only one problem; Abba Sulayman, Afnan's father. *** It's a known rule in the Abba Sulayman house that no daughter of his shall get married or have a boyfriend until she's a graduate. But the last born of the house wants to breach that rule and Abba Sulayman would stop at nothing to see that the man who is attempting to 'rue' his daughter's life is kept away from his dearest daughter forever.

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."

"The groom is finally here." Khalid's eyes moved to them slowly. Cold. Sharp. "Get out." They hesitated, unsure they heard him right. "I said get the fuck out of my house!" The anger in his voice left no room for argument. Both girls flinched, fear flashing across their faces. Without another word, they rushed past him, nearly tripping over their steps as they fled the room. The door closed behind them. Silence returned - thick and unbearable. Khalid stood there for a moment, just watching her. Ayesha's shoulders shook. Her hands trembled in her lap. She felt his gaze on her like weight pressing her down. Slowly, she tried to stand, her legs weak beneath her. She couldn't breathe properly. She just wanted to leave. Anywhere. Anywhere but here. She took a step toward the door. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice stopped her cold. She swallowed hard, her throat tight, her voice barely a whisper as she answered, "O-out..." Khalid let out a short, humorless laugh. "Aren't you my bride?" he said. "It's our wedding night. Our first night." His tone turned dark. "We should celebrate." Before she could react, he reached out, pulling away her veil. The world tilted. Panic rushed through her veins as he pushed her back onto the bed. "No," she shook her head desperately, tears spilling faster now. "I don't want this. Please-" Her words fell apart on her tongue. He wasn't listening. Hovering above her, his presence felt overwhelming, crushing. The ceiling blurred through her tears. Her hands clenched the sheets, her body stiff with fear. Then something inside her broke. This was her reality now. This was her life. He was her husband. Slowly, she stopped struggling. Her eyes closed tightly, lashes wet, tears escaping anyway. Her lips trembled as she whispered the only words she could find, her voice small, broken, and defeated. "Please... be gentle." a marriage of force. tortured love. love after marriage.

She came to celebrate a friend's birthday. He came to ruin her peace. Khadija never imagined she'd end up in his state again-let alone his palace. Prince Sultan Muhammad: cold, arrogant, breathtakingly rich... and the one man she swore to avoid at all costs. Their hatred goes way back, but when she arrives, sparkling in a dress that turns every head, his is the one that won't stop watching. The tension? Unbearable. The insults? Delicious. The attraction? Dangerous. One night. One mistake. One secret that could shatter everything. When a drunken encounter ends with Khadija carrying the child of the man she despises most, she's ready to face it alone. But what happens when the palace gets involved, the rumors explode, and the prince who once tried to make her life miserable... suddenly won't let her go? This isn't your average royal romance. This is war, heat, and heartbreak-with a baby on the way.

~●~○~•~○~●~ "Are you guys serious right now" she asked as her eyes travelled from the two boys. "mstwww you guys don't know what you are saying" she hissed as she pushed through them. "well, if you think we are lying, ask him yourself" "micheal, MJ, your mallam musa is leaving" the boys ran on hearing that to catch the bus leaving Hawwa hanging. No. This can't be happening. Not to me. ~●~○~•~○~●~ Started - August 19, 2019 Ended - July 31, 2020 This book is a complete work of fiction. Any similarities to anything in reality is a complete coincidence.

In the world of the Abuja elites where money and power are unyielding; Amidst all the dazzles, glam, luxury and secret in the modeling world ...... Enayah Adeen Bawa is a stunning twenty one year old. She comes from old money. A famous model and also a student. Jovial, kind and a very confident girl. She enjoys her life of luxury and very privilege it comes with. Abeer Ruwaid Saminu, is a powerful and handsome forty four year old bachelor. He has high standards women can't seem to uphold. Coming from a wealthy and powerful family, Abeer strives to earn his own name as he was ranked first as the self made billionaire. He happens to be her father's best friend and has always seen her as his daughter till a situation occurred and for the first time, he didn't see her as his friends daughter but as a lady. What happens when fate crosses their paths and bounds them into marriage? Find out what happens as you join this amazing and thrilling journey of theirs.a

"Fansa". Hausa word for " revenge". It's a story of vengeance and beautiful merry go round of people's past coming back to haunt them. A story that words the viciousness in the mind of humans and how you'll always....always reap what you've sown.

Heart touching experience of a Northern Divorcee When love doesn't work out the first time, can two people whom belongs to different world find their way to each other? Will love lead as they always says? What will happen when Asiya Aliyu a northern divorcee who vowed to never love again as a result of her failed marriage cross paths with Abdullah Ameen Jikamshi, a Captain that serves the Army? Do you think [Asiya] will confront her past, overcome the heartbreak, and think about giving it a second chance to discover if love can truly be rekindled? This book is entirely frictional. All copyright reserved. #A.A Jikamshi. #Asiya Aliyu# #Failedmarriage# #Love at first sight# #love again#

In the glittering sprawl of Abuja's elite circles, Amani is a vibrant force of curiosity and rebellion, drawn to the shadows others fear. When she crosses paths with Arfat-a brilliant, enigmatic man with a darkness he keeps carefully masked-her intrigue threatens to consume them both. Arfat is controlled, untouchable, and entirely uninterested in playing by anyone's emotional rules. But Amani isn't like the others. She isn't afraid of him-and that makes her dangerous. As their worlds collide in a dance of temptation, secrets, and unravelling control, Amani begins to see the cracks in Arfat's armour, and what lies beneath is both beautiful and terrifying. But love, when touched by darkness, is never simple. It is a plunge into the unknown. An abyss you choose. And sometimes, just sometimes, what you find at the bottom is light.

UNEDITED CHAPTERS 1-25 Armani grew up starved of affection. In a house where love should have lived, her mother's coldness taught her to expect nothing from anyone. She learned to keep her feelings quiet, her hopes small, and her heart guarded. But everything changes when she is forced into an arranged marriage with Zaid Ismael AbdulRahman-a 26-year-old architectural prodigy and powerful multi-millionaire businessman. To the world, Zaid is known as a cold, calculating man. Reserved, disciplined, and distant, he is the kind of man people respect... and fear. No one has ever seen warmth in his eyes. Except Armani. From the very first day of their marriage, the man the world calls heartless treats her with a gentleness she has never known. The same Zaid who terrifies boardrooms speaks to her softly, watches over her quietly, and protects her in ways she never expected. Confused by his kindness and haunted by a lifetime without love, Armani begins to wonder: why is the coldest man in the world so warm only to her? In a marriage that was never meant to hold love, Armani may finally discover the one thing she thought she would never have-a heart that chooses her, every single day. ✨

Widowed at twenty-six, just two months after giving birth to her third child, Fatima's world shatters completely when she loses her father on that very same day. Grief settles into her bones, reshaping her heart, her faith, and her understanding of love. How do you conquer a heart that has learned to survive so much pain? A thirty-five-year-old bachelor..... A ruthless businessman. A computer genius. The heir to a billion-dollar oil empire. Khaleepha Bunza chose to remain single, believing control was easier than vulnerability. Perhaps self-preservation was only fear taught to stand tall. What happens when he looks into the most captivating eyes he has ever seen? eyes holding more emotion than he has encountered in a lifetime, and finds himself tethered to them, unable to look away?

Love brought them together❤️. Destiny pulled them apart.life taught them why✨🥰

It's normal to face one or two struggles in life, but Azima, a young lady who has everything at her beck and call has her world crashing down before her. Both her parents are involved in an accident and her siblings are left in her care. Friends abandon her and she's alone. The inheritance seized and only a small amount left. She has to grow up in a few weeks and put everything that is falling apart back together.

An unusual love story that had a timeline.

Hafeeza entered the house... but the house never let her go . Is she connected to the house? What will be of Hafeeza life?

""What do you think you are doing Ahmad said ...am sure your eyesight are perfectly fine babe Hannah said with a smirk on her face what do you me..aan mean babe Ahmad stuttered clearly affected by the nickname and when did we start nicknaming he said regaining he's confidence oooh I just thought I could give my lovely husband a nickname is there a problem Hannah said oooh think i get it Ahmad said moving closer to Hannah she quickly felt tensed not thinking her plan back fired so fast Whatch out for the remaining chapters

Aishatu Abubakar Bello called Ahina by close friends is a renowned physiotherapist who is known for her deep love for taking care of patients but also has a sharp tongue fit to cut glass, she doesn't play with fire she is fire. Arc gidado came getting along with everyone which seems to irritate her more, she immediately loathes him but he seems to see beyond her fiery walls and see the real Ahina. Abdul-Hakeem Ibrahim gidado mostly known as Arc-Gidado is a professional architect, a man that carries himself with an unmatched charisma, his appearance commands attention, he thought he was fire but met a blazing fire, he hated her but fate keeps bringing them together and maybe just maybe they might end up together or knives to throat.