# A War of Hate and Attraction Mishti Agarwal has never had a reason to back down - not when you grow up knowing the world bends for people like her. Brilliant, bold, and unapologetically herself, she wants it all: her father's empire, the top spot in college, and the last word in every argument. Abir Rajvansh was born into a different kind of world, rare, polished, and quietly powerful. The son of a celebrity and a businesswoman, privilege looks natural on him because it is. He is brilliant without trying, arrogant without announcing it, and completely unbothered by what the world thinks of his silence. His goals are set. His path is clear. And somewhere beneath that composure lives a dream no one knows about . Until chaos walks straight into his life and refuses to leave. Thrown together by circumstance and held there by bad luck, what starts as ego clashes and cold silences slowly becomes something neither of them planned for. The hate was easy. The attraction? Inconvenient. But feelings have a way of getting messier when hearts get involved and hearts don't care about timing, or sense, or the fact that their lives are pointed in completely opposite directions. They were fine as enemies. They should have stayed that way. *Because some people are meant to collide not to stay.*

Her softness is not submission, but siege warfare. His power is not strength, but the armor welded over old wounds. And when at last they collide-king and captive, tempest and throne-they discover the same terrible truth, '𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙥 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨' Dive in the Journey of Love, Betrayal and Secrets.

"She loved him long before he ever knew what love felt like." Noorbano had loved only one man all her life-her cousin, Sarbuland Khan. To her, he was home. To him... she was simply family. Sarbuland Khan was the kind of man whose laughter could brighten every room he walked into. Fearless. Carefree. Full of life. Until one day... A single tragedy stole his smile, buried the man he once was beneath endless responsibilities, and turned him into someone even he no longer recognized. Then fate wrote a new chapter. A nikah neither of them had planned. A marriage that began without love. A husband carrying the weight of a broken heart. A wife carrying years of silent, one-sided love. Can love heal what life has shattered? Or are some hearts meant to stay broken forever? A heartwarming Pakistani slow-burn romance about love after marriage, healing, family, and finding home in the person who never stopped loving you. 🤍

𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫-𝐞-𝐃𝐢𝐥 (سفرِ دل): 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 ♡.﹀﹀﹀﹀.♡ Then, his voice broke again, and he admitted something that made Zara's heart tighten. "𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙕𝙖𝙧𝙖," he said, his eyes searching hers for reassurance. "𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮." Zohraan buried his face deeper into Zara's chest, seeking solace in her warmth, his words muffled but heavy with fear. "𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙... 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧," he confessed, his voice cracking with the weight of his vulnerability. His grip tightened around her waist, holding onto her as though letting go would make his nightmare come true. Zara could feel his body trembling against hers, the raw emotion seeping into every word. "𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙕𝙤𝙝𝙧𝙖𝙖𝙣..." she whispered, her voice soft but steady, filled with a calm reassurance only she could give him. "𝙉𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩." She gently raised his chin, guiding his tear-streaked face to hers. "𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩... 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙙 𝙙𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙡 𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙝," she whispered, sealing her promise with a kiss on his forehead. Her lips lingered there, offering comfort and security. As she kissed away the tears that followed, a fresh wave of emotion broke through his once composed exterior. ♡.﹀﹀﹀﹀.♡ Peek in to know more ♡

A Besabriyan spin off. Their marriage was a sham and only they knew it. At the age of twenty six, she found herself stranded between watching the man she loved for more than a decade marry another woman and letting her father marry her off to a man almost a decade older than her. The last nail to the coffin was nailed when his beloved wife passed away after a medical accident and hell broke loose. With no one to hold him down, he was a raging man who handled his businesses and companies from within the fort of his ancestral haveli- and a man who would rather not be messed with. What was to happen when two different individuals were brought together by the strong bond of marriage? Meet Noorul Ain and Hisham.

Vengeance || انتقام Amal had always known she would get married to a man who would benefit her father most. To a man who was harsh, and treated her no less than an object. So all she wished for was a man who was tolerable and agreed to her basic conditions. That was until he came... Khizr. He was the one who asked if she had any questions. He allowed her to ask when others saw her voice itself as an inconvenience. He was calm, confident and polite. Much more than what she asked for. Or so she thought. She had forgotten that in her world even kindness could be a bait. Everything was bait, meant to satisfy vengeance in the world of wealth and influence. ______ Khizr & Amal. ______ |Dark Romance| Will be deleted once complete.

An Arranged Setup that Sparkled into a Love Story of Its Own. »»---♡---«« 'His nose is crooked!' 'I think he has some gray hair!' 'He looks too mature for his age!' 'Nah! He is seven years older than you!' 'One of his eyes seems smaller!' 'Don't you think he is smiling too much in this photo?' 'God! I wonder how, even after looking at hundreds of biodatas every day, none could catch my parents' attention. With every biodata they see, they manage to point out some flaw or another.' »»---♡---«« An Indian Arranged Marriage Story. Modern-day marriages are no cakewalk, and arranged marriages are certainly not. Set against an Indian backdrop, "Love Unrushed!" explores not only the complexities of an arranged marriage but also the pursuit of individual happiness within the confines of societal norms. If you are up for a simple and subtle blooming love story, ponder-worthy thoughts with social stigmas and taboos effortlessly slipped in here and there, and some real, relatable characters, then this story is definitely for you. You will find a part of Riya and Aditya hidden within you as they navigate their arranged marriage, unveiling the hidden layers of their personal and professional insecurities. There will be no unrealistic villains or overdramatic plots, but this story will undoubtedly highlight the true version of how marriages are arranged in India. Thus, this book tends toward a realistic portrayal with a touch of fiction. Please be kind. This book is under editing and the chapters with (•) are recently edited. Rest are in progress.

"A cousin's love story" Dive In Shiza's and Shahveer's love story! "A girl who was promised to her elder cousin the day she entered in this world, who knows maybe it was way before she was born, read how their different personalities brought them closer" shiza: an innocent, cute, religious one Veer: a dominant, dashing, a Hafiz Tropes~ -Touch her and die 🔪 -No abbuse (between male and female lead) -Violence -Mafia -Forced marriage(sort of) -fiction -Age gap (8years) -marriage -hijabi -innocent heroine -possessive male lead(he's so possessive about her that he doesn't let her out of his sight, not trust issue at least not with her, but he doesn't trust anyone else with her) -quiet heroine (minds her own business) DISCLAIMER!!! If you don't like the story please don't pass hate, just leave it. I ain't the one forcing you to read it. Also it will be sort of Islamic and mafia, as well as izza is a practicing muslimah, so please don't judge my story and if you like it please do comment and vote!, Also none of the pics shared related to the story is mine, the credits goes to the rightful owner. Also my story is purely fiction based so please don't come asking me silly questions also my men are dominant whereas women are submissive so please I already warned you if you're not comfortable, I ain't the one forcing you to proceed. Thank you and enjoy my story!!~ RATINGS!!!~ #7 in jealousy on 5th June #3 in possessive on 2nd June #4 in Mafia on 17th June #8 in obsession on 17th June #1 in Muslim love story on 1st Aug #9 in obsession on 3rd Aug

(Mafia Series#1) (Wattpad Version) [Also available on Inkitt with edited version and some changes.] - - - He banged his hand on the wall beside my head making me jump in fear and he held my chin with other hand. I looked at him in fear as he looked like a beast with rage dancing in his eyes. "Are you scared?" He asked with cold voice. I tried to swallow but I was so afraid of even nodded my head. I looked past him at the dead body which had pool of blood around it. "You shouldn't be," He said pulling my face near him by my chin. I felt his hot breath hitting on my face. I held my breath and tears but every second it made me difficult. Suddenly, a lone tear flowed through my left eye. His eyes turned a little soft and he wiped my tear gently. "Get ready!" He whispered, softly. I looked at him in fear too scared to ask him about why. "For a contract marriage," He said in stern voice leaving no room for me to deny. • • • It is not an arranged marriage where love blooms after marriage. It is more than just an arranged marriage in which love is not involved. For people it is an arranged marriage. But for them it is just a contract marriage. Like everyone Mishal has dark secrets and a dark past. Like everyone Zayaan has his own past which is buried deep in his heart. A past which made him cold. A past which made her broken. A past which made him have many enemies. A past which made her have many nightmares. What are their past? What is her secret? Why they both married without love? Hit the read button to know their past and her secrets. - - - Warning: Mature Remarks! Mature Dialogues! If you don't like them, you are always welcome to leave this book. :)

ALEX The name is enough to shiver down anyone. He is the defination of cruelty and known for his torture. The king of Mafia. He is cold, cruel, dominant and a ruthless monster. Even though everyone know about him but no one ever saw his face or know how he looks. She is cold stern and fearless woman working in a hospital as a general surgeon. She is the defination of pious and religious. He never thought she would come and change his life like a complete rollercoaster, never in his wildest dreams he thought he could do such things. Even though there were many similarities between them but they are complete opposite poles. They never thought two different worlds can ever meet to make it one in the most beauteous way. Tropes; Strong FL X Strong ML. Mafia X Doctor. He fell first and harder. Forced marriage. This is a journey to the straight path which he never knew ever existed.