Samaira Ali and Ruhan Khan.... two long lost soulmates met eachother again but now as Strangers.... How two ex lovers knot ties with each other in An Arranged Marriage?? Let's find out....

« Sequel of RÚẞÅRÚ - Í$H¶ » «Stand Alone Book» ~ ZÁ¥¥ÁÑ ~ "The world is all about give and take, Create your OWN°°° ~ Á¥€DÁ ~ "The world is full of fake people, The real is you, YOURSELF°°° ✨✨✨ "Calm me down" His beautiful blue eyes ranked through every inch of my body sitting calmly on his chair. His eyes were glaring in my soul like he wanted to eat me alive. His slender long fingers tapping slowly yet impatiently on the desk infront of him waiting for my answer. I don't know who made him angry again but that was the first time he asked something from me other than the work. But the question was how can i calm him down? I averted my eyes to the floor because his gaze was very intense, piercing my every core with his hardcore death glare. He stood up from his chair making his way towards me as a predator towards his prey. My breath hitched in my throat with fear engulfing me slowly. "How"? I finally dared my voice out and as usual my voice came out low and meak. He stopped a step away from me as i smelled his minty cologne in my nostrils which every time overpower my senses to think properly. "Kiss me" I snapped my head towards him as my eyes widened in response. Is he for real? ✨✨✨ For her, he was her husband, her family after the death of her parents, after the betrayal of her family but For him, She was the burden from his parents, A mere responsibility. She don't love him but still there was a spark of attraction towards him as he was her rightfully married HUSBAND. He disliked her but there was one rule in his life.What was his, Will always remain His. Doesn't matter how much he dislike her, what matters to him was, she has his name and that makes her, HIS. His WIFE. ✨ Two confused souls living in the same roof, same room yet so far. Will they ever be together? ✨ Both were like a closed book. Will they ever try to open up to eachother? Stay tuned with ZÁ¥¥ÁÑ x Á¥€DÁ! Allah Hafiz!

"You Have to marry me & if you say 'no' then I'll kill everyone & forcefully marry you..I'll claim you either by hook or crook. Am I clear?" John said , while his men were holding guns with straight face Elma:you cant do this to me.what Have I ever done to you? John: You've stole my heart & now You're asking me what have you done? No more rubbish I've told you everything Now start to prepare for your new life Then he left the house with his men Its a story about a successful businessman who is a gang leader.His name is John..He is billionaire,handsome,cold hearted.But, his nature changes after he meets Elma..Who is a middle class Muslim hijabi girl.. Read the story to know how their future turns out🤗 This is my first story ever. sorry for my mistakes and errors . lemme know your opinions ❤ Thanks to @SalwaElrahmany for making the cover🥰 Give it a try in shaa allah it wont disappoint you. Happy reading 😊 This story's idea is totally mine do not copy 😶 🥇out of 4.6k stories #jerk [12-11-2021] 🥇out of 2.65k stories #hijab [08-06-2022] 🥇out of 2.17k stories #muslimah [12-10-2020] 🥇Out of 1.15k stories #feisty (21-08-2022) 🥇Out of 917 stories #hijabi [10-01-2022] 🥇 out of 818 stories #islamiclovestory [20-11-2021] 🥇out of 661 stories #conversion [27-09-2022) 🥈out of 30.2k stories #spiritual [24-08-2022] 🥉out of 67.2k stories #pakistani. [18-07-2021] 🥉out of 31k stories #randomthoughts [20-09-2021] 35 out of 241k stories #story [27-09-2022] 78 out of 2.26m stories #love [22-09-2021]

Arina Khan, a 20 years old Muslimah in her 2nd year of English literature, striving to become a better Muslimah,living in the Bustling New York City and the only daughter of the Khan household. For her, family is the top priority she can do anything for them even marry a guy she never met or have seen.She is the lucky or maybe not so lucky girl chosen to make Adam a better Muslim. Adam Zeewad, a 22 years old ruthless, arrogant and handsome Billionaire and one of the hottest businessman who have thousands of girls head over heels for him and the most eligible bachelor of New York City and not to forget a Muslim only by name. He loathes the idea of girls and marriages. What happens when both their world's collide and they are tied in the knot of marriage? Will Arina be able to break his walls and make him a better Muslim? Will it be possible for her to make her own husband fall in Love with her, the husband who treats her like dirt and always ignores her? Book cover by: @AuroraBorealis9 Hit read to find out!!!

"You're the never ending blue sky in my world." "Well then you're the green land completing me." Life was crude, a path of potholes and smooth roads. It never stayed stable and neither did Zoya Hayat Malik's. Ever since her high school years, she was impeccably drawn towards cardiac studies. After all, cardiologists took care of the heart, an organ too complex to ever fully comprehend. Entering the top medical university in a small town, she dreamt of saving a heart. On the other spectrum of the town lived a passionate architect. His prayers involved more gratitude than requests but there was an unattainable absence deep within his heart. They yearned for the best until fate bind them together. He met the girl who wanted to save hearts. The very first heart she ever saved was his. Whenever he crossed paths with her, the desire to hold onto her starved him. She kept enchanting him. They wanted to walk together until they reached Jannah, until it was only Him & His Muslimah. -HIM AND HIS MUSLIMAH-

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

~ ZA¥DAN ~ 'Life is a Game of chess' Move in silence only to say CHECKMATE°°° ~ HA¥AT ~ 'Life can be a game of chess' But with a calm mind, Life can be crystal CLEAR°°° ✨✨✨ "Your name"? He asked as he stood up from his chair, taking slow steps towards me making me take steps backward, his voice extremely dark with a slightest bit of anger, his blue eyes roaming to every inch of my body taking his pleasurable time, as his blue eyes stopped at my eyes and met mine amber one, A chill rustled through my spine. Confusion spread across my face as fear engulfed me. Why is he asking my name? Like he don't know, I really wanted to roll my eyes but held the urge in. "Hayat" I replied confidently as my back hit the wall. A dead end. "Full name"? He asked fully invading my personal space as he placed both his hands on each side of wall trapping me in. We stared at eachother in silence. "Hayat Malik" I replied still staring at him. As the words slipped out of my tongue, a small smirk made its way to his lips. This was a simple action but I could sense danger from his eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something Miss...." He trailed off as he took a hold of my face from his right hand, left hand still on the wall. Tinkles spread across my stomach as his hand made contact with my skin. "Hayat Zaydan Malik" He completed and with that he slammed his lips against mine. ✨✨✨ Just two words took to break everything, Misunderstandings aroused, Their friendship broke, Their bond broke along that unknowningly they broke too. She was in love with her cousin, Her only best friend, Her ZAY. He was in love with his other cousin Rameen. ✨What will happen when they will come face to face after whole 5 years? ✨What will be the end of the pure bond called 'NIKKAH'? ✨Will he get RUBARU with his real ISHQ? Stay tuned with ZA¥DAN x HA¥AT! Allah Hafiz! 1# possessive«45.9k» 1# spiritual «31k» 1# LoveHate«10.3K» 1# jealousy«38.2K

So guys this is my first stry...nd I'm very new to this platform as writer ..well as a reader I'm quite an old person...nd writing a stry on such huge platform nd where u find such amazing nd escastic stories is a huge thing fr me... If u feel any discomfort or any kind of uneasiness wid the laguage or any of such things do let me know... Nd now coming to the stry...It's any the most lovely,lively,romantic couple.."KAIRA...Naam to suna hoga"😂.... Well suna hi hoga.. '''''''\\\\\\\\'''''''' KARTHIK GOENKA-Super talented rockstar,actor..down to earth.He has a smile which can make others smile too...too good fr his own good..shy,introvert,loving nature,super amazing personality... Nd here comes hamari chulbuli NAIRA SINGHANIA-as said above chulbuli,self obsessed,bit of arrogance,much of self respect,very hardworking,sacrificial,confident girl,wid dream to become an actress . . . HOW ARE THEY GONNA MEET? . WILL THEY LYK EQCH OTHER AT THEIR FIRST MEET? . WILL KARTHIK B ABLE TO HELP NAIRA?? . WILL HE B ABLE TO HANDLE HER BEHAVIOR?? TO KNOW ABT FURTHER STRY..DO JOIN ME IN THIS BEAUTIFUL STRY...

#12 in happily This story is about the two completely different people, who are but the 'best companion'.They two never talks "Cheesy Stuff" to each other but still they love each other a lot. However, there comes a day when Ummayyah and Kalima Discovers their parents decision about thier life. They both never wanted their life this way. But nothing goes according to what we plan. As, "Allah is best of all planners, and whatever He decides for us will be the best". Will they be happy with thier parents decision??? How will they face such strange situation??? (Published on 06/12/2016)

(Featured by wattpad) She was lost in her own thoughts.She felt like there was no one who could heal her wound. Her tears were falling from her eyes as if like a rain was falling heavily. In all a sudden her world stopped since she had got that wound.She wanted to a do a magic, but she knew, nothing could be done.She knew it, it's only Allah could do this magic to her. All talks were flashing in her mind.She tried to stop being weak but even though she could not be strong. "DO YOU THINK I AM YEARNING TO BE WITH YOU?"He shouted and was furiously."JUST GET LOST FOOL! MIND YOU! IF YOU AGAIN DO THIS-"He pointed his finger towards me and his eyes were full of angryness. He squeezed his teeth.Before I opened my mouth to speak,Zaheer told me to go in my room."Why it's happen this to me only, do I deserve all of this?"Since she went in this level of her life,all her hopes were destroying.This kind of level is important for all of us as a human.She started to never have hope in life. But why? It is said we must have hope in life.Why she is feeling weak? What's that level? Why is she crying?What type of wound she gets?Why is she feeling unlucky? #This story wants to show you with every difficulty there is relief, because difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations. But you don't know what this one will lead.And now if you want to know the answers of the questions, you will add this story in your reading list and library.You'll read it, vote and surely comment. Note:Dear readers, this story is for everyone, for Muslims and non-Muslims, you'll learn many things in this story, if it's require then you'll need to keep a box of tissue near to you, you'll need also to keep a popcorn next to you so that you can enjoy this story :) This story is different and let's see why this story meant"Our Hopes For Forever" when she never believed in hope. Will it lead to a sad or beautiful destination? ➰Written and edited by : hijabygirlFa_h. ➰ Copyright© hijabygirlFa_h