(Mafia Series#1) (Wattpad Version) [Also available on Inkitt with edited version and some changes.] - - - He banged his hand on the wall beside my head making me jump in fear and he held my chin with other hand. I looked at him in fear as he looked like a beast with rage dancing in his eyes. "Are you scared?" He asked with cold voice. I tried to swallow but I was so afraid of even nodded my head. I looked past him at the dead body which had pool of blood around it. "You shouldn't be," He said pulling my face near him by my chin. I felt his hot breath hitting on my face. I held my breath and tears but every second it made me difficult. Suddenly, a lone tear flowed through my left eye. His eyes turned a little soft and he wiped my tear gently. "Get ready!" He whispered, softly. I looked at him in fear too scared to ask him about why. "For a contract marriage," He said in stern voice leaving no room for me to deny. • • • It is not an arranged marriage where love blooms after marriage. It is more than just an arranged marriage in which love is not involved. For people it is an arranged marriage. But for them it is just a contract marriage. Like everyone Mishal has dark secrets and a dark past. Like everyone Zayaan has his own past which is buried deep in his heart. A past which made him cold. A past which made her broken. A past which made him have many enemies. A past which made her have many nightmares. What are their past? What is her secret? Why they both married without love? Hit the read button to know their past and her secrets. - - - Warning: Mature Remarks! Mature Dialogues! If you don't like them, you are always welcome to leave this book. :)

<A mafia princess & the mute kidnapper> At fifteen, Noor Ghazi's world shattered-violence, silence, and scars she could never outrun. She never felt attracted to anyone after that until the night she was kidnapped. Her captor? Azlan Zaarim. Mafia consigliere. Too old. Ruthless. Silent. A man the world feared as a monster, as the hunter. Yet in the shadows, Noor discovers something far more dangerous, his softness and her temptation. She should hate him. She should fear him. Instead, between stolen glances and cracked walls, her chaos collides with his control. She becomes the light he can't resist. He becomes the darkness she can't let go. But when her father is back in her life to take her away, would she choose duty or love? Would she choose childhood or future? A girl who was casted out of her house, stumbled again with a choice, father or lover? and that's a choice no girl wants. Book #2 of Ishq in Ruins series

(SIDNAAZ LOVE STORY) -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- She looked up at him eyes red then tears, fear, fury all tangled together. "I hate you," she whispered. "Jhoot Shehnaz," he said quietly. She shook her head, tears slipping down her cheeks. "Nahi," she whispered. "Jo tum kar rahe ho... ye mohabbat nahi hoti." She looked up at him then, anger and hurt colliding. "You're obsessed with me. It's crazy. Pagal ho tum." For a second, he said nothing. Then, quietly not defensive, not loud he answered. "Maybe." A pause. "Lekin tumhare liye... sirf tumhare liye pagal hoon." Her breath caught. "I don't know how," he added, voice low, stripped of arrogance. "I don't know when. Bas itna jaanta hoon ke I want you." -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- Book cover is made by rosiexdesigns on Pinterest.

𝒘𝒐𝒉 𝒎𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒛 𝒉𝒊 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒌𝒂, 𝑱𝒐 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂 ｡☆✼★━━━━━ She loved him when she didn't even know what love was. He loved her when she had already stopped believing in it. And in the end, they both broke-loving each other at all the wrong times ╰┈⫸𝐇𝐞𝐳𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐦 Tropes:- Age gap She fell first but he fell harder Secret marriage ☆✼★ He never cared about the centuries-old rivalry between their families- the only thing that ever mattered to him was her. She believed no one would ever truly care for her until he looked at her like she was the only thing that did. ╰┈⫸ 𝐍𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐚 𝐱 𝐄𝐳𝐚𝐚𝐧 Tropes:- Childhood love Office Romance He fell first and harder ☆✼★ He thought she was just messing around-never serious, never sincere. To him, her laughter was a mask, her words just a game. But he never saw the heartbreak hidden in her silence. She walked away when he didn't fight for her. And only after losing her, he realised she was never playing. She was the only real thing he ever had. ╰┈⫸𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐡𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐧 Tropes:- Grumpy x sunshine Replaced groom Mmc grovelling ☆✼★ All his victories, every achievement-he dedicated them to her. Little did he know, she showed up in every crowd, silently cheering for him, just for him. They never realized how much they meant to each other- until distance made them feel the emptiness they used to fill in each other's lives. ╰┈⫸𝐀𝐳𝐤𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐧 Tropes:- Enemies to lovers Marriage on Gunpoint Forced proximity 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝- 2/June/2025 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝- 28/December/2025

Enemies to lovers "Apna muh band rakho karo mere samne because it's fucking infuriating." He slammed her back against desk. She hissed in pain immediately gripping wooden desk between her fist and pressing herself into it because he was leaning closer her face more. Extremely close more than her liking "Toh mat kiya karen mere sath baat I don't ask to speak to me." She spoke bluntly avoid any eye-contact with him "And you wonder why your father left." His harsh words made her snap head at him. He didn't move his face and he could see hurt his words has caused in her eyes but he was arrogant enough to not care about it "You deserve it-" He was cut off by slap landing on his right cheek His head tilted and he stayed in that position for seconds processing what she just did. His eyes darken and rage build inside him. There was no regret in her eyes, he has been nothing but asshole to her ever since she come to this college. After whatever he has done to her this slap wasn't even big deal- She wide her eyes when he slammed his lips against hers. She froze for second

"Please.. please i am scared of you" "Shh don't be scared I will not do anything" he shushed her, and stared her... then gently he grabbed her long thick soft locks in his hard veiny masculine hand. "Please.. I don't love you" heart wrenching sobbed come out from her plumpy pink lips. "what a coincidence darling, I also don't love you.. Hmm" suddenly his grip tight on her locks. "keep that in your little head... THAT YOU ARE FUCKING MINE" "DID YOU UNDERSTAND" he shouted. "I asked you something did you" "my little girl" his deadly hollow eyes bore into her innocent ones .. "Ye..yes yes". She answered fearfully. "yes what little girl" "Yes... sir" "My little good girl" he caress her head.

Taimur and Khizra -to feel deeply is to be alive Tropes: Hate to Love, Enemies to Lovers, Arranged Marriage, Forced Proximity, Found Family, Jealousy, Emotional Angst

"She was his wife in name only. Now, she wants out-but he refuses to let her go. When love and revenge collide, will she finally escape, or will she become what she swore she'd never be-his wife, for real?"

In which a Nawab is torn between love and enmity, and the daughter of his enemy-swept in a web of deceit amidst a blood feud-is trapped by his desire for revenge and lured by his grey eyes. ❝ You have two options: be killed as retribution or be tied to me forever. ❞ A blood feud. Two souls. Intertwined fates. Two families engulfed in darkness, money and greed. A quest for power can lead to ruination. To fall in love is to be led astray. Mehrzads were one of the most influential family in the country, and in Dashkor, they were royals. When the sister of the Mehrzad Nawab is attacked by a Bakhtiar, one of their rivals, all hell breaks loose. The Nawab of Dashkor, Faris Mehrzad Shah, seeking vengeance, is prepared to cross any limits. Ghazal Bakhtiar has led a quiet, some would argue, sheltered life. Having a younger brother destined to follow the path of her father, and being the younger, second daughter, she lives in the world of her own ambitions, away from political intrigues and family drama. While her father tries to build an empire, she wants to escape away from her family and chase her own dreams. But for her family, she is too pure, too naive for the cruel world. She has always believed her parents are wrong, and longed for freedom, until one fateful day changes it all. Caught in the crossfire, she soon finds out just how cruel the world can be when she lands in the arms of cruelty personified, that is, the notorious Nawab himself. Will the strings that have bonded them together be colored with more blood or love?

Shavez: "The reason for those wounds is me and so, I want to be the one to heal her. I want her to be mine just as I have always been hers." Haya: "He asked for forgiveness but, what did he e-ever do wrong except that one time-" She halted realizing that she said something she should have buried deep inside her but her stupid mouth had to pull it through. Except for that one time, he confessed his love. ◇◇◇◇◇◇ He was a CEO, wealthy, a perfect man with the perfect life he deserves, caring, compassionate, and Haya could go on complementing him, he was what every girl desires. But he was not Haya's desire. She did not want to keep desires that can not be fulfilled, ever.