Dilan Malik was the epitome of beauty and innocence. Pure, untainted, radiant-a fragile bloom in a world that often demanded thorns. Rudra Sagar Rathore was the opposite: cunning, ruthless, a snake slithering through the corridors of power. Betrayal was his signature, and manipulation his art. And now, he had set his eyes on her-not her, but the empire her name carried. The elections. The money. The power. That was his goal. Her body, her soul, her trust-they were just tools in his hands. She didn't know the kind of storm that was coming. She only wanted one thing: someone to erase the weight she had been carrying alone, someone to lift her from the ruins of a family collapsing like an old, fragile vase. ..... Rudra..." she breathed, her voice trembling with shame and longing. "This is... wrong." He lifted his head, eyes burning with something fierce. "No," he whispered against her skin, "not when I've already chosen you as my wife." His hand slid down her waist, possessive but tender. "Not when I will stand with you in front of fire and vows." Her heart stuttered painfully, her throat tightening with truth she could no longer deny. "But... until then..." He silenced her again with a kiss-this one deeper, intoxicating, leaving her breathless. "Until then," he murmured against her lips, "let me love you." She closed her eyes, her resistance dissolving like sugar in warmth. And she let him. Let the man who wasn't her husband... but would be, soon... show her what it meant to be wanted, cherished, worshipped. Perhaps the biggest mistake of dilan Malik... Is believing his love for her.. Oblivious that this very love and night will haunt her forever... ...

Haider khan, who lost his first love in a car accident and hid this secret with himself deep in his heart. Izza khan who loves him in the shadows without letting him know. But one night changes everything in their life and he had to marry her despite knowing that he didn't forget his first love. Yun ilzam na laga meri mohabbat par, Meine tho bas mohabbat ki hai koi gunah nahi.

"Look at her. I would die for her. I would kill for her"

When they are cousins and he has put his claim on her ever since she was born. They can fight all they want but everybody knows she's his. They belong with each other

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 18+ 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Note: Shikanj is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters. They are my babies. Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

He is a man who hides every scar behind his strong personality. She is a girl whose face is like an open book that everyone can read. He is a man with a dictionary where "lie" words is missing. She is a girl who believes that if telling a lie helps someone else, then it's not really a lie. What happens when two opposite people are tied with a pure relationship called Nikkah?

Hadiya Hafiz was asked by her brother to marry his best friend; Daivik Dewan. Hadiya had suffered all her life and she had no hope with this marriage either. Meanwhile, Daivik agreed to marry her out of pity. What will happen when he gets to know about her wife's past which had nothing but pain? How far will he go to save her from her demons? Will he ever be able to love her or she'll always remain uncherished?

this story depand on forced cousin merriege shifan mirza and haya mirza.

#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••

-an evening of unfulfilled desires Nooray khan(age 22) My life wasn't supposed to change in a single day. I was a free bird, meant to explore the world without any rules, But it didn't take much for him to capture me. It makes me question, If I was ever free? Or was it just an illusion. Aariz Ahmad khan(age 28) Living a life with traditions and rules is what keeps me calm. Having a wildcat trying to ruin it all was never the plan. But it happened, and now taming her is the task given to me. Lets see how long it takes for me to do it. This story is of Nooray and Aariz. Lets see who gets to break whom first or maybe she would just succeed in flying away, leaving the cage he was building for her empty forever...... (Assalamu Alaikum readers! I am back with a short story. Hope that you enjoy it.❤️)