"Junoon-e-SidNaaz" A dark, emotional, and intense love story... where mohabbat becomes ibadat, and junoon knows no boundaries. --- Shehnaaz Qureshi writes poetry that no one ever reads. She hides her pain behind words, and her heart behind silence. But someone has always been reading. Someone who has sketched her face a thousand times, Tattooed her verses on his skin, And whispered her name into his dua. Sidharth Raahil Khan - Quiet. Intense. Muslim. A man who never touches, but claims. Who believes love is sacred, but obsession... inevitable. He doesn't say "I love you." He says, "You were written for me." When Shehnaaz discovers that her secret poems are tattooed across his chest... Her world spirals into a haunting dance between fear and fascination. Because he isn't just in love. He's consumed. > "Tu meri dua bhi hai, Shehnaaz... Aur meri qasam bhi. Tujhe paakar main khuda se maafi bhi maang lunga... Par tere bina rehkar main zinda nahi reh sakta." --- Junoon-e-SidNaaz - A story of sacred love, dangerous obsession, and the kind of mohabbat that doesn't ask... it owns.

✨ Story Description Shehnaaz Kaur, a free-spirited writer, arrives in Old Delhi for a short assignment - not knowing she's about to walk into a lane where time stands still, and hearts remember everything. There, inside a fading little bookstore called Zehra Kitab Ghar, she meets Sidharth Sharma - a quiet, brooding man who speaks little, but whose eyes carry the weight of stories never told. What begins as awkward silences and playful fights soon becomes something deeper - something neither of them was prepared for. But when two people love in opposite directions - one wanting freedom, the other roots - love doesn't always survive. Until fate brings them back to the same gali, years later... This time, with a truth between them that could break them again - or finally, bring them home to each other. A story about love lost... and slowly, beautifully found again. A tale of missed chances, old books, hidden daughters, and a love that never gave up - even when both hearts did. "Main Tum Tak Laut Aaya" - because some love stories leave, only to return... more whole.

Zakhm Tere, Saath Mera A slow-burn healing love story --- 💔 Story Description: He didn't want company. She didn't come looking for love. But fate made her stay... in a house where silence screamed louder than words - and a man named Sidharth, once full of fire, now lived like a shadow. Shehnaaz was supposed to spend thirty days on a quiet NGO assignment. But when the guest house filled up, she was forced to stay with the only man in town no one dared to speak to. Cold. Distant. Dangerous, they said. Sidharth had no interest in visitors - not after everything he'd burned behind him. His past was a graveyard, and his present... nothing but smoke. But Shehnaaz wasn't here to fix him. And yet, by simply being, she began to melt the ice he'd built brick by brick. Slowly. Quietly. Without permission. This is not a story of love at first sight. This is a story of love that crept in unnoticed - between wounds that didn't bleed, between silences that held more weight than words. A story where healing doesn't come easy, and sometimes, the one who heals ends up hurting too. Because some souls aren't meant to be saved. They're meant to be understood.

They were best friends. She loved him in silence. He loved someone else... Until he realized, he was always hers. Shehnaaz Kaur has been Sidharth's best friend since college-the one who knows his moods, his favorite chai spot, and the stories behind all his scars. But there's one thing she's never told him: that her heart has belonged to him for as long as she can remember. Sidharth Malhotra is charming, ambitious, and completely blind to the love standing quietly beside him. When he falls for someone else-Aarushi, the beautiful and confident girl from work-Shehnaaz hides her heartbreak behind a smile. She listens to his love stories, helps him pick gifts, and swallows her pain daily. But love has its own strange way of being seen. When Shehnaaz begins to drift away, Sidharth is left with an emptiness he can't explain. And when Aarushi walks away-telling him he was never truly hers-he finally begins to understand who really owns his heart. A story of unsaid love, slow realization, and the one person who was home all along. Because sometimes, the love you're searching for... is the one who's always been there.

🌙 Bezubaan Ishq - Story Description In the old halls of the Mirza Haveli, secrets cling to carved walls like dust no prayer can wash away. Shehnaaz - soft-voiced, sharp-hearted - has spent her life stitching her name far from his shadow. But shadows never stay gone. Sidharth - elder cousin, half-exile, half-king - returns after four years carrying silence on his tongue and storms in his eyes. Once her protector. Once her ruin. Now her unfinished sentence. Between them stands Alishba - beautiful cousin, sweet poison, a smile too soft to believe. She wants Sidharth not for love, but for the crown his name wears. Behind her - Naeem Chacha, weaving sins into blessings, desperate to bind Sidharth to his daughter to own the haveli brick by brick. In the courtyard, Dadi Ammi's prayers rise like smoke. In the veranda, Zoya Baji hides laughter and truths no one dares say aloud. At the window, Shahbaz Chacha a claim - What remains is a love that has no words, only wounds. This is not a story of lovers. This is a story of claim, distance, betrayal - and a bezubaan ishq that refuses to die. --- If you'd like, I can craft a short tagline too, for your Wattpad or cover: ✨ "Some love stories speak. Ours stayed silent." ✨ "In his shadow, her name lives - unspoken, undefeated." ✨ "He left her once. His silence never did."

In the chaotic maze of the city's darkest corners lives Sidharth - a ruthless criminal whose hardened heart hides layers of pain and complexity. His world is ruled by fear, power, and unspoken secrets, a shadow lurking behind every step he takes. Shehnaaz, a bright and innocent college girl from a small town, dreams of becoming an officer - a beacon of hope and justice. Her life is simple, yet filled with determination and purity. When fate crosses their paths, it sparks a clash of worlds - Sidharth tries to seize what she holds dear, her phone, but Shehnaaz's fearless reaction stuns him. That moment becomes the first thread tying their destinies together - Sidharth, drawn by a force he doesn't understand, falls fiercely for Shehnaaz. But she, cautious and guarded, is not ready to surrender to love or the darkness that threatens to engulf them both. Their story unfolds in the shadows of the city, where love and danger collide, trust battles with fear, and two souls try to find light in a world full of darkness.

This is a story about the love between an brother in law and his younger brother's widow. this is forbidden love story. There is no family bonding like in my other stories in this story. The story revolves around Silnaaz only. How people come in the way of their love and try to separate them. And the love of both of them Is there enough power in love that both of them can maintain their love?This is an emotional and bold story.Critics should stay away from this story. This story contains mature content, please stay distant.

"Humein bas ek hi cheez chahiye - gharelu larki jo sabka kehna maane, kisi baat pe ulta jawab na de." Arey milna kya hai? Larki ne na toh kehna nahi, ghar walon ka faisla hi sab kuch hota hai." Shehnaaz (giggling): "Lekin sab kehte hain woh toh sabse zyada tameezdaar hai unke ghar mein. Dadi bhi kehti thi, 'Arjun toh theek hai, par Sid bigad gaya hai.'" "Shehnaaz! Idhar aa besharam! Jab mehmaan jaate hain toh kaam karti hain ghar ki larkiyan... tu toh baith ke has rahe ho!" Sidharth (slurring slightly, spitting sideways): "Arre chhod be... padhai-waadhai sab ch***pa hai. Zindagi jeeni hai toh style mein jiyo. Mere jaisa." Hero nahi, saala raja hoon main. Arjun bhai shop sambhalta hai, main toh aish karta hoon. Abba ke paison ka maza nahi liya toh kya jeena..

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