~ 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

𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒏𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒕 (𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅), 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒛𝒊𝒅𝒅 (𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔) - 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒏 (𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔). 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 - 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲, 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐍𝐨𝐨𝐫, steps into the glamorous yet cruel world of 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝, ruthless business tycoon known for his arrogance and control. She believes in love, faith, and emotions - while he believes only in logic, deals, and power. Their worlds collide in the most unexpected way - her innocence challenges his authority, her laughter disturbs his peace, and her tears begin to haunt his heart. He wants to hate her, but she becomes his weakness. She wants to stay away, but destiny pulls her closer. From arguments to accidental touches, from anger to an undeniable pull - their relationship becomes a battle of hearts. In his silence, she finds emotions. In her chaos, he finds calm. Because sometimes, the most impossible love stories are the ones written by fate itself. [𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙮𝙖_𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙯]

Dania Khan, aka Dani, is a third-year college student with a bubbly personality and a knack for lighting up every room she enters. The loudspeaker of the house, she never runs out of words except when she's around Affan Khan, the elder son. With her honey-brown almond eyes and charming dimples, turning heads comes naturally to her. But what happens when her carefree life takes an unexpected turn and she finds herself trapped in a forced marriage arranged by her own family. Affan Khan-the Hitler of the house. Every cousin trembles at the mere mention of his name. The elders admire and respect him, making him the undeniable ladla of the family. Reserved and emotionally guarded, he rarely expresses his feelings, yet his love for his family runs deep. At just 30 years old, he has already become the CEO of Khan Industries. But what happens when his grandfather suddenly announces his marriage to the daughter of one of his closest friends (A/N: Shhh... it's a secret. Don't tell anyone, okay. He has been in love with our Dania all along. Haan haan, apni Dani ko! Khair, humein kya? 🤭❤️) Troops Cousin marriage. Slow burn One sided love Jealousy in love He fell first and harder Touch her and die Soft girl x arrogant ceo Loud speaker x few words Forced marriage ( ladki ki bhai) 🤭 (𝘼𝙖𝙖𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙝𝙤𝙣 🤧😭)

She was a stranger in a pastel jora. Now she's his wife on paper. Aariz Ashraf didn't fall in love with Izzah Dua. He saw her once - at a wedding he didn't even want to attend - in a village full of noise, tradition, and unnecessary colors. She laughed too loudly. She joked with everyone. She handed out chai like it was love itself. He looked away. But his father didn't. A rishta was sent. And before he could say no, he was bound to her in nikah - quietly, formally, forcefully. Now, they're legally married. Living separate lives. Bound by silence, shattered expectations, and a bond neither of them truly understands. Izzah didn't want to be just a name on his papers. He didn't want another heart to disappoint. But love doesn't need permission. Sometimes, it finds you in the tension. In the tea cups. In the way she won't stop making dua for him - even when he won't meet her eyes.

"Some people are born extraordinary. Others spend their lives being compared to them." Kinza Khan has heard the same sentence for as long as she can remember. "Look at Ammar." "Why can't you be more like your cousin?" "He's the pride of the family." No matter how hard she studies, how many sleepless nights she spends with her books, or how desperately she tries, she never seems to be enough. Now, fate has played its cruelest joke. Dr. Ammar Khan-the family's golden child, a brilliant professor, a respected doctor, and the very cousin she's been compared to her entire life-is also her professor in medical college. In his lecture hall, she is just another student. A student who always forgets the answers. A student he never hesitates to question in front of the entire class. A student who silently dreads hearing two words... "Miss Kinza." As if surviving his lectures wasn't difficult enough, an unexpected betrayal turns both of their lives upside down. One day before their separate weddings, the truth about both families comes to light. With their family's reputation hanging by a thread, one decision changes everything. Instead of marrying strangers... Kinza and Ammar are asked to marry each other. Two cousins. One unwanted nikah. One house. One college. One classroom. And countless unspoken emotions. Can a girl who has always lived in her cousin's shadow ever become more than the family's greatest disappointment? Or will she always remain... the girl they compared?

HANEEN NISA~♡ is your proper chaotic youngest child ,clumsy & stubborn. She dreams of focusing on her career before surrendering to expectations. Love was never part of her plan, until fate tied her to someone she wasn't ready for. ABDAR HAIDER~♡ never planned to fall in love at all. He had learned long ago how to wait, how to hold things back, how to love quietly. But somewhere along the way, love found him in a form he wasn't prepared for and now every look at her feels like something he has wanted for far too long. Two people were tied together before love found its way in. What began as an arranged promise turned into a bond neither of them knew how to escape- full of longing, misunderstandings, and moments that lingered longer than they should have. Na ishq ki ibtida thi, na anjaam ka ilm- bas ek raabta tha jo khud ban gaya.

A stern father compels Zarrar, 29-year-old surgeon into an arranged marriage with Hana, a 22-year-old student living in London. _________ "Where are you going?" she asked, flat. "Research trip." He tossed a shirt in, didn't look up. "And you're telling me this now?" "It was sudden." She made a noise somewhere between a tut and a laugh. "I do not care. You know what-" She stepped onto the couch, two quick climbs-herself at 5'4" suddenly level with his eyes, all heat and vowels. Here it is. The tongue was indeed ten feet long tonight. He stayed silent, left packing, arms folded over his chest and just stared. Hana doing her job, utterly, with whole rights over him to shout. "There won't be anything for me to be surprised if I wake up someday in the graveyard with mud sprayed over me 'cause my dear husband must have gotten too exasperated by my being, that he- the victim, had to bury me alive while I was asleep." Zarrar swallowed a smile, let her finish, then moved. He stepped in, hands light on her waist, lifted-she squawked, all outrage-then held her over his shoulder as he walked the three strides to the bed. She behaved as if someone unplugged her, forgot how to speak. He set her gently at the edge of the mattress and went down on one knee in front of her, floorboards cool under him. "What do you want me to say now?" "Are you actually asking me this?" Her voice wobbled, anger running out of fuel. "Yeah," he said, and he was smirking now, fond and infuriating. "Any last wishes of my wife before I bury her alive." ________ dive into the story of something very different from soap operas. TROOP ~ choas x cold yapper x listener age gap. doctor's divine

" Are you spying on your husband sahiba?" He said in her eyes the intensity of his breath on her ear making her forget to breath " Just breath sahiba , spying your husband is good for heath" he said as he notices the sweatbead at her forehead A story of arrange marriage where Azeel hakim Sultan marry shayra Imtiaz to protect her from humiliation But she loves him silently, what happen when the marriage which happen in circumstances has become more than that Will azeel fall for shayraa????? Tropes She fell first × he fell harder Grumpy × sunshine Soft×possesive Arrange marriage trope © All rights reserved by your author Tauraustale

❝Dupatta apne sar par karo,❞ he said in a low voice. Umul blinked. She frowned and looked up at him. ❝Kya?❞. ❝I said, dupatta apne sar par lo,❞ he repeated, this time with a little more stern edge to his tone. She looked at him, stunned... Who the hell does he think he is? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ She is 22... quiet, overlooked, and forgotten by her own family. She lives like an invisible person in her own house, someone who just simply exists but is never truly noticed. He is 29... hardened by the world that has shown him its darkest sides. Pain and loss have turned his heart to stone. When they are forced into marriage neither of them wants, will they find solace in each other, heal each other... or will their pasts tear them apart? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including suicidal thoughts, Implied/referenced suicide, graphic violence, vulgar language, and other mature content. Copyright ©2025 by Batool

"What will happen when Kim Taehyung an innocent soul gets kidnapped by unknown hidden mafia Jeon Jungkook? Will they hate each other or find a way to get trapped in heaven called love?" plz read the intro before starting to read this book it's important. Completed✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧ Mature content Happy Ending Top kook Bottom Tae Boyxboy all the pics credit to respective owners...I will probably forget to credit them in chapters...so plz do understand💜 Started: April 17 2021 Ended: Feb 9 2022