A collection of my imagination 1. Zah-e-naseeb (ongoing) Show some love💕

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless tycoon and rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

" this relation doesn't mean anything to me" -sidharth asfandyar Ali " Talaq dede, aur ho jaye azad" -shehnaaz sidharth Ali

A story between two cousins with the male lead claiming the female his since the day his gaze fell on her and being eldest has its perks No one says no to you but if they do he will bring hell upon everybody who tries to separate them. stay tuned to see their love bloom.

𝑨𝑹𝒁𝑨𝑨𝑵 𝑴𝑰𝑹𝒁𝑨 (27) A man built in shadows - ruthless, dominant, and terrifyingly calm. His past is stained with something dark... something that shaped him into a person who never bends, never trusts, and never lets anyone close. People fear him not because of what he says, but because of what he can do in silence. 𝑨𝑹𝑴𝑬𝑬𝑹𝑨 𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑲 (18) Soft, quiet, and born in a world far gentler than the one she's about to enter. Innocence clings to her like a second skin, yet life is preparing her for a darkness she never imagined. She doesn't know it yet - but her fate is going to test everything she thinks she is. 𝙎𝙐𝙎𝙋𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙀 Two opposites. Two worlds. Two pasts neither can escape. When their paths collide... something dangerous awakens. But is it destruction... or destiny? 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴 This isn't a cute romance - it's a dark, intense, revenge-driven mafia story filled with secrets, power, and mystery.

She love to save people's life, he loves to kill them mercilessly......she is the broken soul, he'll be her healer....she wants everyone to be happy, he used to snatch happiness from people's life....she used to worship her idols , he used to worship her..... when he has the most dangerous aura & she used to stay away from people like him..... " YUVRAJ ASHOK RAGHUVANSHI" & " ANANYA JOSHI", these two are the different poles of magnet.... ananya who used to live in RISHIKESH with her family... & yuvraj who was her best friend's brother & the king of udaipur..... what will happen when, she came to udaipur for her best friend's wedding, what will happen when they'll meet each other.... what destiny have for them....what will happen when his sister will know about his love for her friend, will she agree with it?? will ananya accept his love??? what will happen when a silly, bubbly girl will be someone's obessesion ??? what will yuvraj do to get his love!!! so, are you ready lovelies to witness this beautiful journey of YUVANYA..... all rights reserved by @author_yashita

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

A collection of some of my favourite muslim/desi romantic stories

For generations, the Khan and Qureshi families have been at war - their enmity flowing as endlessly as the river they fight over, and as fiercely as the land they claim. Blood has been spilled on both sides, but their code of honour never allowed harm to their women. Until one night, an alleged Khan attack on Qureshi land goes wrong. Aaliyah Arbaz Qureshi, the proud and fiery eldest daughter of the Qureshi household, is kidnapped in the chaos. She is later found by none other than Hashim Raza Khan, the heir of the rival family - and returned home. But in a world where honour is currency, her injured leg becomes a permanent mark, and the Qureshis demand blood in exchange for their daughter's dignity. The Khans refuse. Tensions threaten to ignite into all-out war... until a respected elder proposes the unthinkable: a marriage between Hashim and Aaliyah. The man accused of orchestrating the attack... and the woman whose life was shattered by it. To prevent further bloodshed, they agree. The nikkah takes place. An uneasy peace is born. But there is no trust. No friendship. And certainly, no love. Then, Aaliyah is sent abroad by her family, out of her husband's reach. Hashim, still young and bound by the politics of his elders, can do nothing. Seven years pass. When she returns, she finds the river still flows, the feud still simmers - and the man she married now a colder, sharper, and far more dangerous figure than the boy she left behind. Between them lies a marriage in name, a history of blood and betrayal, and a battlefield where politics, manipulation, and forbidden longing collide. In this war of hearts and honour... Love may be the most dangerous weapon of all.

The love and freedom they both deprived of. A love story that never got written the way it could've. Miran Hamidi was twelve when his father sent him away. He was too angry to settle down and too stubborn to live under the same roof. . Aayat grew up in the same house, but they never really knew each other. He was the absent cousin who never looked her way. Their paths only crossed during Eid greetings and polite nods. They didn't have a connection. There was no warmth or hatred, just a distant respect rooted in tradition. Five years after his return, the silence changed. It started small-a cold glance, a sharp word, misunderstood gestures. What had been indifference slowly turned into tension and discomfort. ____________________ Aayat - "Miran bhai... main-main ne sirf ek class bunk ki thi." Miran : "Tumne sirf ek class bunk ki thi... aur izzat ka kafan bhi utar diya saath mein?" _____________________ Miran: "Scene mukammal hai. Ab agar koi taali baja de toh drama bhi khatam ho. Aayat : "Sir dard ho raha tha. Woh bas-" Miran:"Sir ya jism ka? Saaf bata do, aaj toh tum dono tayyar dikh rahe ho." ______________________ But love doesn't come from names on a nikahnama. And hatred doesn't need to be loud to exist. A story of missed timings, a woman who craved dignity and patriarchal man who only controls. This isn't a love story. It's the slow unraveling of two strangers forced into closeness, under the same roof, under the same name.