Innaya Sen is a soft soul in a hard world. Chubby, curvy, quiet, and often overlooked, she is treated like a maid in her uncle's house, where her cousin Nayantara shines as the family's pride. But Innaya doesn't complain. She finds joy in the small things - a good novel, a new recipe, the laughter of her girls at the shelter... and most of all, in dancing and singing. Art is her escape. Through every graceful step and every haunting note, she pours out the pain the world won't let her speak. But nothing prepares her for Raahil Raizada. He's a man whispered about in fear - ruthless, brutal, sinfully powerful. A mafia heir with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. At a glittering party, he sets his eyes on Nayantara, but one twisted business deal later... it's Innaya who's sent into his mansion. The girl no one noticed. The girl he was never meant to see. But when he hears her sing, when he watches her dance... something in him snaps. She begins to haunt his mind - the softness he doesn't deserve, the light that makes him burn. He wants to destroy her. He wants to cage her. But she refuses to break. As their twisted fates collide, and obsession spirals into something far more dangerous, can Innaya survive a man like Raahil? Or will she become the only thing that could ever undo him?

"I don't care what your heart feels. All I need is your body. You heart can do whatever it wants." This is not your typical Disney romance. The hero in this story is fucked up, possessive, controlling and from the excerpt above, you can see he is a tad bit unusual. This book also contains some sex scenes. If you are not a fan of this type of book, then stop right here. But if you are like me and you love a bad boy, let's ride together. I promise you will love it. Please don't forget to vote this story. Also comment, comment and comment. COMMENT!! ❤️ adetayo_first.

(𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺) 𝓐𝔂𝓻𝓪 𝓗𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓷 was raised on legacy, discipline, and izzat. A final-year medical student from one of the most respected families in the city, she has never given anyone a reason to question her name. Until her brother does. Ten million disappears. And the debt lands with 𝓕𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓼 𝓘𝔃𝓪𝓪𝓷. The Izaans don't forgive. They settle. Quietly. Completely. In his world, there are only two outcomes, paise... ya khoon. But for Ayra, Faris offers a third. A nikkah. Not love. Not choice. Just an arrangement between two families who understand that reputation is worth more than anything else. Faris Izaan does not believe in mohabbat. Not even when his doctor wife becomes his greatest temptation.

"I'm lost in the darkness residing in me... consuming my existence, bit by bit untill I'm left with nothing but ruins..." Zainab Aqeel has lost her will to live. She's withering away like a flower does in fall...only she may never bloom again. "There will never be a moment where my heart will stop beating for her...it already belongs to her...." Altamash Haroon has always loved Zainab. She is a part of his soul and the beat to his heart... losing her will end him. Altamash and Zainab have always crossed each other's paths. What will happen when their fates collide with each other in a fatal crash that will either heal them or ruin them altogether.... Started: 1-10-2024 Ended: 31-10-2025 Copyright: all the story rights belong to the Author i:e; Wittypenart. Do not copy my work.

Zulaiha Abdallah is a final-year medical student at Nile University, Abuja, living with a past the world refuses to let go. She once loved the wrong man-an abusive relationship kept hidden from everyone. One night, while trying to protect herself, he died. The court ruled it self-defence, but society passed its own judgement. Cleared by law, yet condemned by people, Zulaiha is forced to live with labels such as "A woman who lost her virginity before marriage" whispers, and the stigma of not fitting into society's idea of a "pure" woman. During a visit home for Eid in Kano, her life takes another turn when she is pushed into an arranged marriage meant to settle debts and repair damaged reputations-not to bring love or healing. Her soon-to-be husband, Umar Al Muqtadir, is a respected and successful man with a past as dark as hers. Years ago, an affair led to a child he never got to raise, his lover commited sucide, and a promise he made to never forget her and to find his child. Two broken souls. One forced marriage. Secrets buried deep. As the truth about the past begins to surface- What happens when Umar finds out his child was killed by his girlfriend- about death, guilt, and a child lost "Who was this girlfriend?" -Zulaiha must face the question that has followed her all her life: Is this marriage her punishment... or her only chance at survival?

SYNOPSIS They thought she will not last She melted his heart He sent her running They paid the price Before he was too rich, now he is royalty Before he had two wives, now there is a royal marriage Too many baggage, too little choice.... ..... When Amal got married, everyone thought she will be divorced the very next day. She has nothing. Not the looks nor prestige. Not even attitude! In a house with two other wives aside from her, even her age is against her. No experience nor wisdom. How can she fight for a place in such a state? To make it worse, Saif Garzali is the heir to the kingdom of Maicki! Amal needs to prove that even though prestige and looks goes a long way in a marriage, even a royal marriage, they don't necessarily give it life. Because when the war of marriage starts, the only trump card is what lies within. ????? This story will delve into some minds of African women and how jealousy drives our women until they crossed a line they might never ever think themselves capable of crossing. It has a fantasy feel though and I hope I will end it as my very own African Cinderella-eish story! Note: All pics were found in Google. Thanks to kannywood celebs!

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.

❝𝙈𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙪𝙩 𝙠𝙞 𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙞 𝙝𝙪𝙣.❞ (I pray for your death). My 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 I 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠. 𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟, 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. ❝ 𝙋𝙝𝙞𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙝𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙣𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙪𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙞.❞ (Then let's see just how strong your hate is). *** Full Desc Inside. 1 in #muslim

"Five nights. Spend five nights with me and I will let your brother go." "I don't spend my nights in brothels." *** Full summary inside. Student x teacher Forced proximity Age gap Hate to love #1 muslimlovestory 06.25.25 #1 southasian 07.10.25 #1 muslim 12.02.25 #1 pakistan 05.02.26

𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒, 𝑆ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑑, 𝑆ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟? 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑!