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-"Ibrahim Abis" An introvert , 26 years old, handsome, intelligent, cold, is a professor "Mujhe rules pasand hen or perfection bhi because perfection is not just a goal; it is the way of life" -"Jannat Jamal" An extrovert, 19 years old , beauty with brains , student at the same college studying neurology "Is dunya me koi bi perfect nhi he isliye galtian sbse hotin hen or zindagi me mza rules tor kr hi ata he" **************** What will happen if these two cousins who are South and North are tied in the purest relationship of Nikkah by their families? When they both have a past effecting their present and maybe future. What challenges will they face when Ibrahim is not ready to give this marriage a chance because he thinks of Jannat as a kid because of her being 7 years younger than him and also his student ? Tropes Professor X student Cold X soft Cousins Sister's best friend **************** MY OWN IMAGINATION AND WORK 💯 DO NOT COPY ❌🚫 And also English is not my first language and if by any chance this story matches any real incidents or people then it is a mere coincidence every thing is my imagination except for few places ~Enjoy ❤️

Mehrul a 19 year old Sameer 25 years old She hates him but her heart doesn't He doesn't hate her but his heart want something more They had some tragedies From cousins to a couple Their life surely took a turn But the turn they took was a good one just a few overly dramatic problems You can't complete a quest without a few hurdles🫶🏻 -------------- 'MEHRUL WHO IS HE' sameer yelled 'HES NO ONE I ALREADY TOLD YOU' Mehrul yelled back 'Tell me one thing do you love me' he asked with tears in his eyes 'Are you really suspecting my love for you' she had tears in her eyes as well Hopefully only sameer Murat,saad,her mom Amal and hamad were watching Nobody else knew 'YES I AM BECAUSE I CAN SEE IT WHY ARE YOU WITH HIM' sameer held mehrul wrist tightly making her wince in pain 'Why you can have girlfriends and go out with them and I can't even a guy friends' she said He doesn't even trust her even after these years he's the same *thwack* a slap made its way to her cheek She was standing there with her hand on her cheek And Sameer ran out of the house Tears flowing out of her eyes 'Baba' she said looking at her father He came forwards He gulped 'Is this you' Ahmed asked his daughter 'Yes baba but-' another slap made its way before she could complete ..................... 'Mehrul open up please I'm sorry' he yelled constantly banging the door He was drowned with guilt How could he do something like that 'Hatt' hamad pushed sameer away and knocked a little softer 'Mehrul please khol do' he said loud enough for mehrul to hear 'Acha nhi Kia aap logo ne' saad to ahmed and Sameer Their heads were already lowered Ahmed doubted his own daughter The one whom he brought up with such love and he doubted his own upbringing

This story is set in late 1980s- early 1990s in rural area. The marriage is formed due to unseen circumstances when the bride's groom didn't arrive and for justice, a man was commanded to marry her. The woman has heard the truth of other marriages but still dreams of a good husband and the man is calm person who is obedient son but nothing really mattered to him. How will their marriage go? This is a prequel to Mera Rangsaaz (Veer's story) and can be read as standalone. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. I do not promote anything written inside it, it's just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

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"This is Rumaan's child" I heard mama said. I didn't look up at her. I keep my head lowered. because I didn't have the courage to face her. "This is not my child," he said abruptly. I looked at him with wide eyes. I was beyond shocked. What he just said. Did I hear him right? No, he can't say that. How can he? But as he looked away from me, my heart beats stopped. my breath hitched. And that's where he broke me completely "HOW DARE YOU RUMAAM" mama yelled and slapped him. "Mama..." he was shocked that his mother slapped him " don't call me mama.," she yelled and was about to hit him again but I stopped her "no mama," I said and they all turned to me I slowly get up and went in front of them " he's right.. this is not his child" I put my hand on my stomach and said I had tears in my eyes but I did not let them fall in front of him whom I loved with my everything because now I was tired of crying for his love. I was blind. Blind by love but not anymore. Everyone looked at me shocked even Rumaan couldn't believe what I just said ★★★ Hana Rafeeq Mirza a beautiful innocent kind-hearted 20 years old girl Everyone loves cared and respect her but the one she loves since childhood her cousin her love of life, didn't love her neither he respects her. Rumaan Ahmed Mirza a hot handsome and flirt 23 years old boy. He was famous as a playboy in America. He never cared for those things which he gets easily and that's what Hana whom he got so easily. And he just wanted to get rid of her at any cost. He knew that Hana was crazy for him that's why he always took her advantage. Will Rumaan ever realize his mistakes or if he realised it will be too late??? Want to know?? Yes? Then join their journey with me Warning: this is my first story and English is not my mother tongue. so it maybe has a lot of grammar mistakes. So read it at your own risk Started: 26/1/2020 Finished:16/6/2020 #1 in heartbreak #4 in betrayal #3 in spiritual #1 in innocent #1 in spiritual

⚠️BE WARNED⚠️: This book is a dark romance and contains abusive and mature content. Ava Evans found the love of her life. However, her parents did not approve of her love for him because of his low status in life, but she did not listen to them and followed her heart. After marrying him, she thought that she would live her happy ever after with him. Unfortunately, her dreams of a happy life were dispelled when she woke up after their wedding night and received her husband's death message. She literally woke up from a dream to be drawn into a real nightmare. After her husband's death, her life collapsed and she did not want to live any longer until she found out the little gift he had left her before he died. When she thought that she had her life back together and was over him, fate knocked on the door and gave him back to her. But there was a problem. Her prince charming wasn't the one who he claimed to be. Piece by piece he showed her his true colors. Will she accept him after knowing his dark secrets? Started: 15.02.2020 Completed: 30.04.2020 [EDITED] ⚠️⚠️⚠️I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK! MY BOOKS ARE MY HARD WORK! I PUT TIME AND EFFORT IN THEM!⚠️⚠️⚠️

"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.

"Will you marry me?" He asked kneeling down the floor with a wide grin on his face. My tears started to pool in my eyes. I had never expected this will happen even in my dreams. My heart stopped to beat seeing the scene in front of me. "Yes" And this time my tears freely flowed down my cheeks. With that, he stood up and put the ring on her finger. And I stood there hidden watching my husband proposing to another girl to marry him. And he looks soo happy... "Why Arjun?" My heart screams loudly. ******************************* Arjun, who will do anything to have his revenge. For her, he has no heart. Diya a girl with a broken heart. Nothing else.....