~ Dill k kissay kahan nahi hotay Han wo sabse bayaan nahi hotay ~ ********* She is innocent. He is rude. She is shy. He is introvert. She is the beauty inside. He is Handsome. She knows only to spread love. He doesn't believe in 'love'. Mahbir Murtaza kazi, the most eligible bachelor of the town. Narcissistic is the best word to explain him. He lost his mother at very young age and had only a caring dad whom he loves more than anything in the world. Roshanne Ali Siddiqui, the owner of a golden heart. Sweetheart is the best word to describe her. She is an orphan with no parents on her head and lives with her phupho(aunt). What will Roshanne do when she got kidnapped by a stamger and ended up being married? ~~~~~~~~~~ He is smart. She is intelligent. He loves to scare people. She is the boldest. He tries to insult her. She knows how to talk back. Nabhan Sherdil kazi, most handsome guy of his university. Perfection is the best word to describe him. He lost his mother in an accident and had a caring and loving elder sister who is more like mom to him. Aanchal Malik, the bold and smart one. A topper student of her university. Tigress is the best word to describe her. She loves challenges and gives her best to win them. What will Aanchal do when her senior in university turns into her worst nightmare?? An alluring tale of four people who doesn't know what their fate had decided for them. They are unaware of the fact that their bickerings and ceaseless passion for revenge, hate and letting each other down will take them to a new world of dreams. kindly give this book a read. I am sure you will enjoy it. ~Thank you!!

This is a Story of Her hate and his love. It's a war between hate and love... Saad loved only and only Rimsha but Rimsha loved only and only Maaz. It's a war between two hearts which got connected by the bond of Nikkah. A bond which can mend any heart.... But.... That was Rimsha's heart, which wasn't as soft as wax but hard as a rock. ============= "Rimsha" She was stopped by Saad's call, and turned to saw him, his back was facing her, and he didn't bother to turned to saw her "Now what is remaining?" She asked with tear filled eyes and shaking voice. "Agar aaj Jaogi to wapas aane ke sare raaste band karke jaogi, soch samajh kar fesla karna" Saad said while crushing the remaining piece of his cigarette, and turned to look at her. (If you go today, you will close all the paths to come back, decide wisely) "Tumne to hamesha fesle hi sunaye hain, pehle shadi karne ka, ab shadi khatam karne ka. Tumhe Mere fesle ki kya zarurat hai?" Rimsha said while going towards side table of bed to drew out her car keys (You have always told the decisions, first to get married, now to end the marriage. Why do you need my decision?) "Lekin is baar fesla tumhara hai" Saad said without looking at her and her eyes shaded some tears, which she suddenly wiped. (but this time decision is yours) "I.. I'm going" She said in hushed tone and grabbed the handle of her suitcase to step out from the room. ''Tumhe divorce papers aur tumhara mehr jald hi mil jayega" Saad said while closing his eyes and clenching his hands in fists. (You will receive your dower and divorce papers soon) "I w-will wait for the same" she said with shivering voice and open the door and stepped out. ================ Will Saad got success in mending her heart or that's too late? Read the whole story to know everything =================

Stood Third place winner in romance category of STARLIGHT AWARDS! Previously known as "Making her mine" "Get ready . You have only 20 mins". He ordered with dominance in his voice. " for what?" she asked in a low voice . "for nikkah.." "whose nikkah?" "your nikkah" he said casually. "my nikkah? what are you saying I can't marry I am already engaged with someone I love and besides who the are you to decide my wedding?" she roared with anger clenching his collar in her tiny hands. Tears were rolling on her cheeks. "Don't make it difficult sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you but you are getting out of control.Behave yourself and I m sending beautician here. She will make you ready ." he said trying to not sound angry but he was . "whom I m getting married to?" she asked in a low whisper. "Does it matter?" she looked at him shocked. "well if you want to know than listen you are getting married to me .." "YOU ARE A RUTHLESS MONSTER WHO HAVE NO MERCY I HATE YOU I LOATHE YOU ". He turned and went out of the room closing the door with a heavy sigh. she broke down into tears and sat on ground covering herself with her hands. ________ This is a story of a mafia leader who fell in love with a girl at first sight and compelled to make her his at any cost. what will the girl do when he will marry her forcefully? what will happen when her all decisions of hating him and making his life a living hell went in vain and by passings days and nights with him under same roof she started to have feelings for him? A story of love ,hate , friendship with happy ending..

~ Zindagi or kuch nahi.. Bas! Teri meri kahani hai..~ (life is nothing! But! A story of yours and mine!) ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ (OFFICIAL SPIN OFF Of "She Was Made For Him" but can be read as stand alone) _______________ He never knew that his small prank will turn up like this. All he wanted was to satisfy his ego but now when he was succeeded in letting her down then why was he not feeling proud and happy as he used to be on his every victory?? There was no sign of pride and peace instead there was a storm brewing in his mind. Again and again that scene was projecting in front of him where she was crying like there was no end and the way she looked in his eyes before getting unconscious. He never thought in his dreams ever that hurting her will hurt him this much. Sneak in to know how those hands who only know how to grip guns will handle a girl, more like flood so perfectly!! She used to believe that love is the medicine for all kind of pains!! All he knew was that there is no medicine found in the world for the pain given by love!! One thing that was common in them was the hate for each other. Two opposite poles!! Two contradictory characters that will inveigle you to lovee!!🔥 Remember one thing!! It's Khan Villa whom we are talking about, where drama and fun are constant and mandatory 24/7. Another enticing and alluring tale of a heartthrob ladykiller and funloving queen, starting from hate and infinite differences and ending with pure bliss of love. Turn the pages around to know how much time he will take to realize that she was not heartattack but heartbeat. His Heartbeat!!❤🖤

" I do!!" She said in shaky tone. It was still unbelievable for her that her dad made her deal with a Mafia king just for some pennys. She could see the smirk of her ownership in his eyes and a golden cage in which she will have to spend her rest of life. _______________ "Let's see how will you wear all these shameless clothes in my house!!" He said throwing glowing match stick on a pile of clothes in front of him. She was looking at him with wide eyes. "Hey..Stop!!!" She tried to stop him but he yanked her away making her fall on ground. "Remember that I am not your fucking Hassan who will bear all your these shitty tantrums!! This is my house and here follows the rules I, Ibtihaj Ibrahim Usmani makes!!!" He said clenching her jaw. ______________ She was an innocent soul. He kills mercilessly. She was an independent bird. He used to cage birds. He hates her dressing. She hates everything about him. Both were loathing each other's existence not knowing that Allah has bounded them the day they were born till the day of judgement. A story of a girl who never gave a damn about religion. Fashion was her life but there came a point in her life when she wanted to change but the thought disturbed her was that will Allah forgive her?? A story of a man who never thought about a single girl. His work, his gang, his people were all he cared about. They say love can change anyone and anything!! let's see how love changes shameless dressing of Anfal and beasty nature of Ibtihaj. Let's see how they become from "Anfal" and "Ibtihaj" to "Anfal's Ibtihaj". Will Anfal's quest of making Ibtihaj "Anfal's Ibtihaj" be completed?? An enthralling and heart quenching tail of a Mafia man and a normal girl. If you are depressed and thinks that you are worthless and you are big sinner that Allah will never love you ever and forgive you... then!! My beautiful and precious gem!! this story is for you!!❤ Alteast give it a try!! 😊 ~Thank you

Meet Miral Mansoor , a 18 years old beautiful girl who loves to sing and keep on singing no matter where she is and what she is doing . Meet Syed Zarrar Ali Shah, a 25 years old handsome hunk who loves peace and silence. She was sweet ,polite ,funny,ambitious, naughty and fiesty. He was rude ,arrogant. Workholic would be the best word to define him. she loves and smiles for everyone. He smiles and cares for only his family. He was fond of his Dada Jan and can do anything for him. what will happen when these two opposite souls cross path with each other .. HOLD ON! Real drama and thrill will began when on sudden notice they have to marry each other. Buckle your seat belts and enjoy the journey of their arranged and sort of forced marriage comprising of love ,fun, drama and friendship. IT IS MY FIRST BOOK EVER SO PLEASE KINDLY GIVE IT A TRY AND ADD IT IN YOUR LIBRARY .I WILL ENSURE THAT YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS . THANK YOU.

#1- 1990s [15/02/26] #2 - 1990s [07/01/26] #72 - Wattpad [20/03/2026] #126 - Wattpad [15/02/26] #147 - Wattpad [30/01/26] #164 - Wattpad [23/01/26] #172 - Wattpad [11/01/26] Her mother watched her for a moment, then spoke again-this time more deliberate, like she was counting beads on a mala. "Aur sirf roti banana hi kaafi nahi hota, Janvi," she said, turning the tawa. Janvi looked up. "Toh aur kya-kya hota hai maa?" Her mother sighed, not tired-just seasoned. "Sab kaam seekhne padte hain. Kapde dhona, bartaan manjhna, subah sabse pehle uthna..." She continued, as if listing everyday items from memory. "Saree pehnna dhang se, pallu sambhalna, ghunghat mein chalna..." Janvi wrinkled her nose. "Ghunghat mein? Maa, dikhega bhi kuch ya bas andhere mein hi chalna padega? Nah baba nah, hum gir gaye toh...Hum nahi daalenge ghunghat vunghat." Her mother smiled briefly but didn't stop. "Aur baat-baat par zubaan sambhalni hoti hai. Bade-buzurgon se izzat se baat, aur..." she paused for half a second, then added, "Pati jo kahe, usse bhi tameez aur adab se sunna hota." Janvi's hands stilled again. "Har baat?" "Har baat," her mother replied quietly. The silence stretched, broken only by the hiss of a roti puffing up. Janvi looked down at the dough stuck to her fingers, then muttered, half-joking, half-serious, "Maa, yeh sasural hai ya gulaami?" Her mother let out a soft, knowing laugh. "Dono samajh le," she said. She handed Janvi a finished roti. "Isliye kehti hoon-yahan seekh le. Baad mein wahan koi sikhata nahi, bas umeed karta hai..aur umeedo pe nahi khade utarne pe sirf taane."

Jeevika had everything a person is supposed to want until one choice shattered it all. One night, one decision and one love that was never what it seemed left her with nothing but silence and regret. She runs to Landour in Uttarakhand, a small hill town that asks no questions and builds a life out of small things that cannot betray her. A café with mismatched tables. Familiar faces that do not know her past. Days that begin slowly and end without expectations. It is not the life she planned, but it is the only one that feels honest. And she tells herself that this is enough, even when the past refuses to stay buried. Shivansh has spent his entire life being someone the world expects him to be. A name, a legacy and a future already waiting for him to step into. But when everything begins to close in, he walks away from it all and disappears into the same hills, hoping distance will give him clarity. It does not. Instead, it brings him face to face with a life that feels quieter, real in ways he cannot ignore and a woman who is just as guarded as he is. What begins between them is quiet and unplanned. They don't ask too many questions, neither do they promise anything to each other but somewhere between ordinary days and small unnoticed moments, they start to feel a little less alone and for the first time in a long time, staying feels easier than leaving.

Mr. Raichand, you are my boss, not my therapist. I don't find it professional." I told the man sitting opposite to me in his black suit and thumb pressing his lip as he continued to look at me. " Shivanya, things have never been professional between you and me ever since you walked in for that interview. Since then, I have thought about you in seven hundred ways, none of which closely resonates with me being your boss or you being my employee." The thing is, he doesn't mince words outside the Courtroom. I am sorry, what?" I asked, shocked. " You heard me right for the first time." He did not repeat him words but continued to look at me, standing a few feet away from and looking intimidating just as ever. The thing was, I hated being looked at for too much. Much of this insecurity came from being curvy and not being comfortable under my own skin. But his gaze was something else. It did not make me uncomfortable in the way people usually do, it was almost as if he was looking at me. Not my looks or my work, but at me. " You fail to understand, sir. When I tell you that I don't want your help in something which is not related to work, I mean it. Apart from that, if I find myself in a difficult position in a case, I know where to find you." I took a step back and turned around to collect my laptop and bag to leave but his voice stopped me again. " I have been waiting for you longer than you know of it Miss Chopra. You will find out soon enough." His words sounded dangerously close to a promise, sending a shiver down my spine as he once again sat down in the chair next to where I was standing. " Have a good day sir." I hurried out of the Conference room once I had everything. Ignorance is bliss, until it is not. She knows of it. He knows of it. He accepts it, she does not. They are not opposites but they are in no way similar either. But the real question is, will she acknowledge it?

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!