Ishq-e-Wahdat: Jahan tera ishq, wahan meri wahdat --- "Open the safe" mehzabin called me out. "Open it" the one of the body guards said. "...if you promise not to kill." "What?" "If you promise not to kill....I will open it." "Don't worry. I will spare your life." "I mean my colleagues" I spoke again trying to negotiate with them... It was probably the quickest reply I had ever given. A small hesitant sound came from behind him. "Then can I kill you?" Tak, the sound of fingernails tapping against the metal trigger. ---- 🐨 TROUPES: Dark Romance, Mafia Romance, Muslim Lovestory, Niqabi Female Lead --------- START: 21st sept, 2025 Chapters coming from 1st jan 2026 inshallah ❤️

𝕬 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 × 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Fayra Malik. Has always been too much. Too outspoken, too independent, too unwilling to bend. As a journalist, she chases truth with the same fire that has made her unloved by her family. Groom after groom rejects her, and with every refusal, Fayra feels less like a daughter and more like property put up for sale. Until one night, she saves the wrong person from the doom. From that moment on, Fayra is no longer alone. The shadows follow her. Eyes linger, presence watches, silent and deadly. A stalker. Azrael Qureshi. Known to the world as the Attorney of Death, Azrael lives a life built on lies and shadows. By day, he is untouchable. By night, he hunts the very organization that once destroyed him. But beneath his calculated cruelty lies a terrifying truth, Azrael is diagnosed with alexithymia, a condition that strips him of emotion. And if it remains uncured, he risks becoming the monster he despises. Desperate, he makes a dangerous choice. Marriage. Fayra becomes his experiment. His temptation. The embodiment of everything he cannot feel. She becomes his legal possession. But if there is one thing Fayra Malik hates more than rejection, it is being owned. And when fire is trapped in the hands of a man who cannot feel... someone is bound to burn. ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.

She carried a love she never spoke of. Hidden in stolen glances, in the quick flutter of her heart, and in quiet duas only Allah knew. But life doesn't always give us what we hold onto. Sometimes it breaks us first, only to shape us again. And in the silence of letting go, when she thought love had slipped away forever, another story was quietly unfolding- one built on patience, on prayers she never heard, and on the mercy of Allah who always gives better than what He takes. It is a story of longing and surrender, of unanswered prayers that were never unanswered at all, reminding us that sometimes the love we chase is not the love that was written for our soul. Dive into her story- to taste the ache of loving and losing, to walk through the moments that felt like endings, only to see how every turn was carrying her closer to the goodness Allah had written all along.

ALEX The name is enough to shiver down anyone. He is the defination of cruelty and known for his torture. The king of Mafia. He is cold, cruel, dominant and a ruthless monster. Even though everyone know about him but no one ever saw his face or know how he looks. She is cold stern and fearless woman working in a hospital as a general surgeon. She is the defination of pious and religious. He never thought she would come and change his life like a complete rollercoaster, never in his wildest dreams he thought he could do such things. Even though there were many similarities between them but they are complete opposite poles. They never thought two different worlds can ever meet to make it one in the most beauteous way. Tropes; Strong FL X Strong ML. Mafia X Doctor. He fell first and harder. Forced marriage. This is a journey to the straight path which he never knew ever existed.

"US"was Complicated,Messy...But "YOU" and "I" Were Never An Option. Disclaimer ⚠️ - This story delves into a Muslim narrative involving cousin marriage and several sensitive subjects. I understand these topics aren't for everyone. If you are uncomfortable with this premise, I kindly ask that you skip this story. Constructive feedback is welcome, but inappropriate or disrespectful comments will not be tolerated .

Three months?! To work?! Forced by her father. Forced by his parents. To her, he was an absolute jerk. To him, she was a typical spoilt brat. But in three months everything changes. She fell for the jerk and he fell for the typical spoilt brat.

"All you need to know is prayers do work, and tables do turn." A gifted psychologist, with a quiet strength and unwavering belief in the Almighty. She's dedicated to healing broken souls, believes that even the most fiercely resistant hearts can be healed with care. -He's just another client resistant to therapy. I can help heal him. ..................................................................... "Sometimes we don't wish to heal because the pain is the last link to what we've lost." A cold, ruthless Mafia boss, haunted by a past that he clings onto like a lifeline. He's broken, dangerous, and utterly captivating. He doesn't like God, because he thinks God has taken everything away from him and left him in pain. Hates therapists and doctors. -She's just another therapist; she'll eventually give up on my case. I'll make sure she does. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Their worlds couldn't be more different; her life guided by faith and compassion, his lead by power and revenge. They weren't meant to fall; it was forbidden to feel anything. She saw the man behind the facade, he saw the woman behind the white coat. . He had given up faith in love and forever but after meeting her things changed. In the journey of finding God, he found love again. . They didn't plan to fall, but when they did everything fell apart. . A story of Love, Faith and the revival of hearts. A standalone book. All rights reserved.

A stern father compels Zarrar, 29-year-old surgeon into an arranged marriage with Hana, a 22-year-old student living in London. _________ "Where are you going?" she asked, flat. "Research trip." He tossed a shirt in, didn't look up. "And you're telling me this now?" "It was sudden." She made a noise somewhere between a tut and a laugh. "I do not care. You know what-" She stepped onto the couch, two quick climbs-herself at 5'4" suddenly level with his eyes, all heat and vowels. Here it is. The tongue was indeed ten feet long tonight. He stayed silent, left packing, arms folded over his chest and just stared. Hana doing her job, utterly, with whole rights over him to shout. "There won't be anything for me to be surprised if I wake up someday in the graveyard with mud sprayed over me 'cause my dear husband must have gotten too exasperated by my being, that he- the victim, had to bury me alive while I was asleep." Zarrar swallowed a smile, let her finish, then moved. He stepped in, hands light on her waist, lifted-she squawked, all outrage-then held her over his shoulder as he walked the three strides to the bed. She behaved as if someone unplugged her, forgot how to speak. He set her gently at the edge of the mattress and went down on one knee in front of her, floorboards cool under him. "What do you want me to say now?" "Are you actually asking me this?" Her voice wobbled, anger running out of fuel. "Yeah," he said, and he was smirking now, fond and infuriating. "Any last wishes of my wife before I bury her alive." ________ dive into the story of something very different from soap operas. TROOP ~ choas x cold yapper x listener age gap. doctor's divine

Her: I'm not girly -I would never bend for culture and exploit my religion -I don't wanna do this -Leave me alone -You wanna marry again?...ok. -Ya Allah I need your help I can't do this anymore - why did you bought be here?! - drop me back , you have no right to keep me here Him: the world bends to me - no one have ever denied me or my orders - hmm...interesting - take her with us she needs medical attention - you're not going back anytime soon - you're my responsibility - I can't leave you - tell me how can I make things right - how can I make you mine hey everyone !! hope you enjoy this story do comment to let me know your views i'm not a perfect writer but i'm learning to do support and love.

Zayan Khan A notorious mafia. A devil with a handsome face. All he ever did was kill. But when he loves, he loves dangerously. Zoya Ibrahim Beauty with brains. One might think she's as soft as a rose but roses have thorns, so does she. Saving life's is her only motto. What happens when a Mafia is obsessed with a doctor. One kills and one saves.