Sanam Khan, a rebellious 19-year-old Pathan girl, is shocked when her grandparents decide that she must marry her 30-year-old cousin, Meer Hadi Khan, whom she has always called "Bhaijaan." In their traditional family, the decision of elders cannot be refused, and the marriage is important because Meer Hadi must be married to become the next Sardar of the tribe. While Meer Hadi quietly accepts the responsibility out of respect for tradition, Sanam strongly resists the idea of marrying someone eleven years older than her. As they are forced to spend time together before the nikaah, their constant arguments and clashing personalities slowly begin to change their relationship in unexpected ways. Read the story to know what happens after they get married.

She has stopped believing anyone sees her. Zainab Rahman is 33, widowed, and running a textile empire she never asked for. Her six-year-old daughter reads her the way she reads balance sheets: by what is missing, not what is present. Her late husband's family wants her remarried.......to his brother. She refuses. Then a Quran tutor walks through her door. Noor is 24. Madrasa-educated. Mohammadpur-poor. Wearing a panjabi with a fraying cuff and carrying a notebook full of structural diagrams to save boys like him from irrelevance. He sits on her floor instead of her chairs. He answers her daughter's impossible questions. He sees the thing Zainab has spent three years hiding: that she is not fine, and that "fine" was never the point. A marriage of convenience becomes a reckoning with what it costs to be truly known. Age-gap. Class collision. A dead husband's shadow. And the braver kind of love-the one you walk into with your eyes open, knowing exactly what it will cost, and you go anyway. Daily update at 10 pm BDT.

Different people, different lives bounded together by thread of fate maybe you can call it destiny. Lazzy Author present you with the series of short stories. Fasten your seat belts tight for a roller coaster ride from the story of Abusive relationship to Romantic ones.

He was the villain in her story. Now, he is the husband in her bed. For four years, Minha has hated her cousin Fahad with a burning passion. To her, he is the arrogant, controlling monster who ruthlessly drove away the only man she ever loved. She has spent every day since avoiding his dark gaze and his suffocating presence. She thought she was free. She was wrong. Forced into a marriage she views as a prison, Minha vows to make Fahad's life a living hell. What do you think will the love blossom or will they only hate each other? "You think this is a marriage?" Minha hissed, backing away until her spine hit the cold wall. "This is a hostage situation." Fahad stepped into her personal space, his hand slamming against the wall beside her head, caging her in. His eyes were dark voids of obsession. "Call it what you want, wife," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her chest. "But understand this: You can scream, you can fight, and you can hate me until you burn with it. But you stay. You are mine, Minha. You have always been mine."

Updates on alternative days. 𝖠 𝖡𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 ✨ 💗 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. #3 on 17th October #Allah #1on inspired on 15th march 2022 #1 on long distance on 15th march 2022.

--- The Perfect Facade The Malhotra household looks flawless from the outside-smiles, celebrations, and the kind of love everyone envies. But behind closed doors, every marriage hides secrets, resentments, and desires that no one dares to speak aloud. Rudransh & Meera - Bound by a forced marriage, she had dreamed of love, only to hear him coldly say: "Do not expect anything from me." Her heart still aches, trapped in silence. Agastya & Naina - A 7-year age gap conceals unspoken frustrations. They smile in public, but behind closed doors, the tension simmers like a storm waiting to break. Ekansh & Samaira - Married, but hidden from the world. He jokes, teases, and charms everyone... except her. Between them lies a dangerous tension, fragile and magnetic. Three couples, one family, a facade that could shatter at any moment. In the Malhotra mansion, perfection is just a mask-and no one knows what lies beneath. Read on to uncover the secrets behind the perfect facade... ---

[ON HOLD] 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡. Yet he tried every possible way to have her for himself . They came from two different worlds. One bound by the rules and regulations and the other tied down by the responsibility. Yet their hearts started beating in sync. One ready to end themselve. The other, ready to end whatever came in their way. But destiny? 𝙄𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙨

Book #2 of 'ek qismat' series. Could be read as a standalone. Noor had confessed her love to Hamza after keeping it a secret for years, only to get rejected. Hamza had always believe that his future was Nazifa Khan, but she was meant to be with Raees. After the rejection, Noor promised to never meet him again but destiny had other plans. They found themselves tangled between a wedding, awkward meals, late night cups of chai, music that felt a little too close to their heartbeat and mehndi designs with hidden messages. She is not the girl he remembers anymore. He is not the boy she is bound to. Yet... Started: December 2025 Completed: February 2026

A tale of forced vows, burning hatred, and a love that broke every rule.. Ishika Shekhawat, a girl who was sweet, innocent and full of life. But everything changed on her sister's wedding day..... One missing bride. One furious groom. And one forced decision that bound her to a man she had never even dreamed of marrying. Shivaksh Singh Rajvansh- a cold-hearted mafia heir and ruthless CEO-never wanted a wife, especially not her. He intended to make her life miserable, hoping she'd walk away on her own. But he didn't knew that she was left with no choice but to live with him. Let's see what's destiny hold for them...... She fell first. He fell harder.

˚ . ྀིྀི୧ ❤︎ ୨ ྀིྀི.˚ "You don't own me, Mr. Rathore." "Don't I? Look around, Noor. Every door in this mansion opens with my name - and you're standing in the middle of it wearing my sindoor." Noor: "Maybe you forced me into your world... but you'll never have me." Rudraksh (leaning close, whispering): "Sweetheart, I don't chase what's mine. I just wait... until you stop running." ౨ৎ.⋆˚✿˖°꒰ঌ໒꒱˚⋆𐙚。𖦹.ᡣ𐭩 🖤 The night smelled of roses... and ruin. The city slept, but the mansion on the hill burned with gold - not of celebration, but of power. She stood there, trembling in crimson silk, eyes swollen from hours of crying. 👰‍♀️ Noor Malhotra - the sacrifice wrapped as a bride. And across the room, watching her like a shadow come alive, was Rudraksh Singh Rathore - the man they called The Devil of Rajasthan. 💼 The minister. 💣 The mafia. 🕶️ The man whose word was law... and whose silence was punishment. "Why me...?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Because you smiled once," he replied coldly, stepping closer, "and the world forgot to exist for me." Her breath hitched as his gaze dragged over her - not with lust, but obsession. The kind that didn't crave flesh, it demanded possession. "Your father owed me," he continued, slipping a ring onto her finger. "So he gave me his most precious thing." A tear rolled down Noor's cheek. He caught it mid-air, his thumb tracing it like a mark of victory. "From this night," he murmured, eyes locked on hers, "you're not Noor Malhotra anymore." "You're my Amanat." 🌑 Silence followed - heavy, consuming, sacred. Outside, the world carried on, unaware that a deal had been sealed - not with signatures, but with stolen innocence and unspoken desire. 💔 That night, the devil was gifted a soul made of light. And he promised himself one thing - If heaven ever tried to take her back... 🔥 he'd burn it down.