Arewa Stories

"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.

Book one of the "𝗨𝗻𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱" series 𝗘𝘅𝗰𝗲𝗿𝗽𝘁 Then she asked, "Where are we going, Yusuf?" I corrected her gently. "Yaya Yusuf." She looked puzzled. "Huh?" "I mean... you should address me as Yaya Yusuf. It shows respect in our Hausa tradition." She blinked, then nodded slowly. "Okayyy. Yaya Yusuf. Where are we going?" I smiled a little. "We're going to a boutique. Or would you prefer we go to a café? It's your call." She thought for a moment, looking out the window again. Then she said, "I'd like to go to the biggest library in Kaduna...Kashim Ibrahim Library." I glanced at her, surprised. "A library? Seriously, Aisha? You want us to go to a libra..." "Yaya Aisha." she said cutting me off. Now it was my turn to look confused. She smiled...small, but mischievous. "I mean... you should address me as Yaya Aisha. Respect is reciprocal, you know."

Story Description - Hidden Roots Hidden Roots follows Aleena, a university student in London whose life takes an unexpected turn after she becomes involved in an academic scandal that brings shame and disappointment to her family. Believing distance and discipline are the solution, her father sends her to Nigeria a country Aleena barely knows and does not consider home. Arriving in Abuja, Aleena struggles with culture shock, unfamiliar expectations, and the feeling of being an outsider among people who insist she belongs. As she settles into life in Nigeria, fragments of her family's past begin to surface secrets long buried, sacrifices never explained, and choices that shaped her life in silence. What starts as resentment slowly turns into curiosity, and then understanding. Along the way, Aleena forms unexpected connections, experiences her first real sense of emotional vulnerability, and begins to question the version of herself she left behind in London. Torn between two worlds, she must confront her mistakes, her family's truths, and the meaning of home. Hidden Roots is a coming-of-age novel about identity, accountability, and the quiet power of self-discovery. It explores how being sent away can sometimes be the very thing that leads you back-to your roots, your truth, and yourself.

Sultanah Aliyu is sharp, fearless, and breathtakingly beautiful-a 19-year-old waitress trying to keep her family afloat. Her life is a constant struggle: a sick father, a troublesome mother, unpaid rent, and school fees for her two younger brothers. This job at a luxurious five-star restaurant is her lifeline, a chance to survive and provide for the people she loves. But one ordinary day turns everything upside down. In a fateful collision, Sultanah bumps into the restaurant's rare and mysterious visitor-Aziz Abubakar Goje, a 25-year-old business tycoon, owner of the empire she works under, and the very definition of arrogant, rude, and unforgiving. Orders spill, his expensive tailored suit is ruined, and a multi-million-dollar deal hangs by a thread. What starts as an apology quickly spirals into a battle of words as Sultanah refuses to bow, insulting him in return-a move that lights a fire of irritation and fury in Aziz. He promises to make her regret meeting him, but she laughs it off, unaware that his memory of their collision-and of her fearless gaze-won't let him rest. Days later, while Sultanah struggles with her crushing responsibilities, Aziz can't stop replaying their encounter, the defiance in her eyes haunting him more than he'd like to admit. Pride, anger, and stubbornness will clash as they navigate a battlefield of grudges, misunderstandings, and unspoken attraction. There is no love at first sight. Only hate... and the slow, inevitable pull that neither can ignore.

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.

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."

Maryam Nazeef Danbatta is the crown jewel of the Danbatta legacy. Surrounded by five overprotective brothers and a father whose name commands the very soil of Kano, her life is a beautiful, velvet-lined cage. At twenty, her world is defined by lecture halls, family traditions at her grandmother's estate, and the silent understanding that she is "too delicate" for the world outside. She is safe. She is loved. She is invisible to danger. Then there is Khalil. Cold, brilliant, and devastatingly powerful, Khalil is the son of a political dynasty and the only man the Danbatta lions truly respect. He has been a fixture in Maryam's life for years...a silent, arrogant shadow who barely acknowledges her existence. To Maryam, he is the "Ice King," a man too high on his own pedestal to notice a girl like her. But behind Khalil's chilling indifference lies a calculation years in the making. He hasn't been ignoring her; he's been waiting. Waiting for her to grow up. Waiting for the right move. Waiting to dismantle the very walls her brothers built to keep him out. In a world where reputation is everything and family is law, can a quiet obsession turn into a "halal" happily ever after? Or will the secrets Khalil carries burn down the fortress Maryam calls home?

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. ✨

Dr. Arya Ibrahim is bold, brilliant, beautiful - and the fiercely protected youngest of her family. At 22, she steps into the prestigious Neurosurgery department of one of Abuja's biggest hospitals for her housemanship, determined to prove herself despite the shadows of loss and three overprotective brothers watching her every move. There, she meets Dr. Muhammad Armaan Saeed - the hospital's youngest medical director at just 29. Light-skinned, piercing brown eyes, intimidating silence... and a reputation as unforgiving as his perfection. He speaks only when necessary - sharp, cold, and sometimes painfully rude. Their first clash sparks a rivalry everyone feels - an arrogant genius versus a fearless rising star. But enemies don't stay enemies for long. Especially not when Dr. Armaan's own cousin - charming, kind, and just as smitten - sets his heart on Arya too. Between family loyalties, hospital politics, and forbidden attraction, Arya is caught in a dangerous tension where every heartbeat becomes a choice. In a world of white coats, surgical steel, and guarded hearts - love might be the most complicated operation of all.

Aaliyah has always lived by her rules - a serious, disciplined girl with exams to ace, dreams to chase, and a love for her friends and everything delicate in life. From the perfect henna on her hands to the careful planning of events, she thrives in order, in beauty, in quiet control. Ayzaan Hameed Al-Rashid, on the other hand, is the exact opposite. A force of nature wrapped in wealth, power, and unshakable confidence. A soldier and a general and a prince soon to be a king with a heart caged by anger, a man who commands respect and bends the world around him - yet knows no one can truly reach him. When their worlds unexpectedly collide in Kano - at a wedding, amidst laughter, celebrations, and family drama - neither of them knows how much their lives are about to change. She's tasked with caring for her best friend, managing delicate traditions, and navigating the excitement of girls' night and henna designs. He's reluctantly attending a wedding he didn't even want to come to, moving at a speed faster than the world can catch, commanding attention with every glance, every word, every action. A handful of events. Endless sparks. Friendships tested. Loyalties challenged. And in the middle of it all, Aaliyah and Ayzaan begin to see each other - not as strangers, not as acquaintances, but as forces that could either collide or entwine. In a city where traditions meet modern chaos, where families hold power and secrets, and where one glance can change everything, how will two completely different worlds survive... or succumb to the pull between them? Romance. Drama. Friendship. Power. Chaos. Step into a world where nothing is simple, and hearts don't follow the rules.

She told him everything about her crush. What she didn't know? He was the crush. Laila Adham - A final-year student trying to balance faith, family, and her fragile heart. Muhammad Zayn Bello - A composed doctor who never planned to fall in love... until he fell for a girl behind a screen. He was everything she had prayed for. She was everything he never knew he needed. But when secrets unravel and their worlds finally collide, will love be enough?

A prince who wants nothing. A girl who remembers nothing. When Athwa Al-Qays is taken, broken, and stripped of her past, she becomes nothing more than a gift in a royal palace. But Sahir Sultan is not a man who accepts gifts. Cold. Untouchable. Bound to a future he never chose. Until her. Her silence draws him in. Her beauty haunts him. Her presence threatens everything he stands for. He was meant to marry a princess. She was never meant to matter. But in a world of power, secrets, and betrayal... The girl with no memory might become the only thing he refuses to lose. She was given to him as a gift. He was never meant to keep her. Sahir Sultan, the perfect heir. Athwa Al-Qays, the girl with no past. One glance changed everything. And she became the reason he smiles. But there's a problem. A dangerous one. A past that refuses to stay buried. Because the moment she steps into sahir's heart he returns. Rakan Sultan. The ruthless, merciless prince. The man who owns the darkness. The same man she once ran from... The same man who almost made her his. ⸻ Now she's trapped between two brothers: One who protects her. One who wants to claim her. One who offers her peace. One who is her nightmare. And Athwa? She remembers nothing. But her heart... is starting to choose. ⸻ Because in a world of power, obsession, and secrets- She isn't just a gift. She is the war. 🔥

Tabloids and gossip are a really fun way to pass time..... well if you're not at the receiving end. they're all fun and Games until you're the next victim. - - - - ArewaTea: Spoilt brat turned sugar baby. Aisha Shema a daughter of a very privileged family was rumored to have gotten pregnant and soon after married off to her sugar daddy and fathers best friend a statesman popularly known as Hashim Hakim. The more I go through these articles my eyes slowly fog up. All it takes is one tear to fall for the dam to break once again. Read the story of young Aisha Shema as she copes with the trials and tribulations life deals her. Will she crash and burn!? Or Rise to the challenge! Read to find out what happens beyond closed doors ........ Disclaimer: please note that this isn't actually a New York Times bestseller. It has been done for entertainment purposes 😄

Nabeel has everything a man could want - wealth, respect, and a reputation that precedes him. But some things don't show on the surface. Since the incident, he has mastered the art of control - over his life, his image... and his pain. Until she walks in. Nooriyyah - soft where he is guarded, sincere where he is distant - steps into his world without realizing the weight it carries. What begins as a quiet connection slowly unravels into something deeper... something neither of them is prepared for. Because some wounds don't heal with time. And not every heart you try to save leaves you untouched •••••• Author: wrote this book as a teenager with no clue as to what it'll become , my first ever book published here. I'm so grateful to every single one of you that gave me a chance to share my super cliche story. I'm editing it to hopefully give it a more refined feel and less cringey😂 Thank you so much for your love & support. Love , Maryam❤ Also Check out my new book : beyond the surface 💕 I'll continue writing it once i'm done fully editing and complete this book🍃

Jidda gave him everything. Her loyalty. Her patience. Her love. And Salman gave her words she could never forget. "You were never part of my family." That was the night Jidda stopped trying. The night she chose herself. Now divorced and rebuilding her life, she's finally finding peace-far from the man who broke her. Until he comes back. Changed. Regretful. And asking for a second chance. But how do you go back to someone who made you feel like you never belonged? And what happens when the love you tried to bury... never really left? A deeply emotional story of heartbreak, healing, and the kind of love that refuses to die.

Tainted bonds 🦴that can't never break🫂

She was not only born with a silver spoon, she was rocked in a diamond cradle and raised in a gold castle. She had the world at her feet and on her finger tips giving her the permanent title 'Daulah' and the name Maimunatu almost ceased to exist. With a rare kind of beauty and an exceptional personality, she had heads turning to her and wanting to dance to her tunes but it took a single look from the last person she would spare a glance to point out to her all the places where she was broken. Realizing that she needed a heart to fit in to get fixed, she set out for his but Mukhtar only wished he had one to give her.... But she wasn't a girl who gave up, she knew he had one in there and set on a mission to find it, looking into every corner of his darkness until she got caught in his storm of curse which threatened to drown them.

Safeeya writes about love stories for others. But in her own home, she's invisible. .... How do you fight for a future you didn't know you wanted until someone tried to take it away?" .... ​To fifty thousand Wattpad readers, she is @PenOfTaqwa, a storyteller who weaves tales of pure, halal love. But in the cold, marble halls of her father's Abuja mansion, Safiya Mahmoud is simply the "plain" daughter-overshadowed by her influencer sisters and silenced by a stepmother who wants her gone. ​Then comes Dr. Salim Aliyu. ​He is everything Safiya has ever written about: pious, kind, and dedicated to the poor. After a chance encounter at a charity ward, Salim doesn't send a proposal for the beautiful Zainab or the famous Aisha. He sends it for Safiya. ​But a Minister's house is built on secrets. When Safiya's stepmother decides to intercept the proposal to protect the family's "status," Safiya is left with a choice: remain the silent girl in the background, or finally become the heroine of her own story. ​In a world of political blackmail, viral scandals, and broken trust, can Safiya find the courage to fight for a love that was written in the stars-and on her prayer mat?

Tahira Mahmoud never imagined her life would unravel into a public scandal, not when she was focused on her internship and building her future. Zayyad Ibrahim, a successful architect and divorcee, has spent years protecting his heart and his family with rigid control. But when duty, whispers, and tradition corner him, he finds himself married to Tahira... a girl he has only ever seen as a sister. What begins as an unwanted obligation soon shifts into something, neither of them expected: lingering glances that last too long, teasing that feels too familiar, and a protective tenderness that refuses to be ignored. Tahira begins to realize that love, in all its quiet beauty, can bloom even in the places she never thought to look. And Zayyad? He's starting to discover that the one marriage he never wanted may be the one thing he can't walk away from.

Ameenarh, a 17 years old girl with big dreams of becoming a Doctor, is suddenly forced by her family to marry Alhaji Buba, a powerful politician in his 60s. The marriage is meant to secure her family's status and wealth, but Ameenarh struggles with the emotional, physical and cultural consequences of being a young bride in a world she never chose. "Ke Ameenarh stop dreaming and go dress up. Alhajin nan is coming with his people this evening." My heart sank. Not again. I looked at the mirror, trying to find the girl who once wanted to save lives. But all I saw was a girl being buried alive - under tradition, under silence, under a name she didn't choose