𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏-𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒍𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒇, 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆-𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚-𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.. Raaz_e_tasauur_

Siddharth Sikander, the elder son of Suleman Sikander, dreams of following his father's footsteps and becoming the next Gaddi nasheen. Busy with politics, love and marriage have no place in his life. But his mother, Rumaisa Sikander, has other plans. When she reconnects with her husband's sister after years, she also meets her daughter, Haya Sultan. ✨ Will Siddharth marry his phuppo ki beti?

#1 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 "𝙰 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍? 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎." 𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙗 "So, Miss Mehtab Malik..." he sneered. "Or should I say... monster?" He crouched in front of me, his breath ghosting over my face. "How do you live so easily, as if nothing happened?" I stiffened. "How do you sleep after destroying someone's future?" I bit down on my lip, my fists clenching. "How do you smile knowing you made a mother cry helplessly, night after night?" His voice rose with every word until it was a deafening roar. My ears rang, a sharp pain shooting through my head. "But don't worry," he said, his tone suddenly light, almost amused. "I'm here to make sure you never live with guilt." I lifted my eyes to his. He smirked. "No need to thank me." Then, without warning, he raised the rod high, bringing it down with brutal force. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the impact

Ulfat ; محبت "Where do you think you are going?" I asked while looking at her whose eyes were wide open "Woh....Mai.." she was saying as I pulled her more closer to me and she gasped I put my face near her neck and inhale her vanilla scent she put her hand on my chest and tried to push me "C..chorain ...mujhe" she said while pushing me and I came back to my Sense what I was doing?? I took her hands and put them behind her back and said "Meri baat kaan khol ka sun lo Tum is Ghar ki Bahu ho skti ho magr Meri biwi nahi SAMGHI!?" I said the last part a little loudly she flinched and nodded her head I put my hand on her cheek and drew circle on her cheek with my thumb "Words" I said "G....g" ------------------------------------------ I sighed and sunggled my head in her neck inhale her scent to calm my self down "I am sorry" I pulled back wipe her tears with my thumb "Mujhe maaf kar do hayat" I said and joined our foreheads "Tum Mera ishq ho or Mai khud bhi is ishq ki intaha nahi Janta Warisha sahzaib Malik" Join the journey of our couples Awalmir, Zurfasha sahzaib and warisha how they find solace peace in their hate

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

Asad Ahmad Benyamin - A powerful politician and businessman, Asad is known for his calm and collected demeanor. From childhood, he knew he was different-unable to feel emotions the way others did. He learned to adapt, mimicking what was expected in every situation. But the first time he held his newborn cousin in his arms at the hospital, something shifted. When he looked into her big, doe-like hazel brown eyes, he felt something foreign yet undeniable-protectiveness. And when she smiled at him, for the first time in his life, he felt emotions he never believed he was capable of. Amara Abdula Benyamin - The youngest in her family, Amara is a whirlwind of laughter, chaos, and unfiltered honesty. Innocent but far from naïve, she loves deeply and lives freely, completely spoiled by those around her. She adores her family, cherishing every bond-except, perhaps, her oh-so-sweet yet perpetually grumpy cousin, who has always been the one person she could never quite figure out. TROPS Age gap (10 years) Calm ml x chaotic fl Obsessed Protective possessive ml Joint family Politician bussniss man ml x college going fl Desi Dominant ml x submissive fl Soft strong fl Sunshine x sunshine protecter Grumpy x sunshine Childhood love Cousin marriage Virgin ml x virgin fl