𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙠𝙖: 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐳𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞 ᥫ᭡. 𝘼𝙗𝙝𝙖𝙮: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞 ࿐ ˊˎ- જ⁀➴★𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈★ 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 BOOK 1 - FROM WHERE IT ALL STARTED ˖⁠♡ वो उस लड़के को बहुत साधगी से चाहती थी कहना चाहती थी मगर कहने से घबराती थी ♡⁠˖ A story of love that never asked to be loud... just true.⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ────୨ৎ──── "I love you," he whispered. "I Love you too." "But I love you more." She broke the hug. "I love you the most." "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲." And he meant it. ───୨ৎ──── She was chaos dipped in silence. He was melody wrapped in mischief. She admired him like a secret prayer. He smiled like he didn't know... but he always did. She believed the truth that it was one-sided, but he proved her wrong. No one knew who fell first, but both fell harder and harder, again and again. Maybe it was Ishika's kindness behind her devilish side or Abhay's comforting words. Or maybe it was their old bond which led them to their paths of madness. This wasn't just love; it was something else, something deep. That's why this book is "𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽." This is Deewangi. Their Deewangi. For each other.

Kehte hain pehla pyaar kabhi bhulaye nahi bhulta par wo toh uska pehla aur aakhiri pyaar thi ya shyd uska junoon ban chuki thi toh wo usse kaise kahi jaane de sakta tha. Fardan Shehriyaar jo Shehriyaar Industries ka maalik tha jisse sab mafia ki duniya me Shadow King kehte the uski nazar padti hai Faiza Amani pr jo apni zindagi se bezaar thi ya shayad usne kabhi kisi ki mohabbat na dekhi thi isliye jeena jaanti nahi thi. Fardan ka junooni ishq Faiza ke liye jeene ki ek nayi wajah banega ya phir marni ki. Fardan ki mohabbat se Faiza ki zindagi sanwar jayegi ya bigad jayegi? Har kisi ki zindagi ke apne apne raaz hote hain aur ye raaz jab khul kar aate hain toh kuch ache rishte bhi toot jaate hain ya kabhi toote rishte bhi judd jaate hain. Ab inki kahani mein kya hoga? Kya Fardan sach me Faiza se ishq kar baitha tha ya phir ye bas ek dikhawa tha? Kahin uski mohabbat ke picche koi maqsad toh nahi? Faiza ke mann me aise hazaar sawaal aate hain jab wo achanak se usse pehli baar dekhte hi usse shaadi kar leta hai. Aiyye Jaante Hain Dhoke Aur Nafrat Se Ishq Junoon Ka Safar. Checkout the English version of this story: Love Obsession Troupes: Multi Couple Story, Enemies To Lovers, Mafia Boy × Innocent Girl, Stalker, He Fell First And Harder, Age Gap (6years), She Fell First And He Fell Harder, He Fell First And She Fell Harder, Forced Marriage & Second Chance. This book is currently under editing, but you can still read it. I just need to correct a few spelling mistakes or places where I accidentally wrote a word twice due to auto-correct. **Note:** I don't write mature stories. So, if you're expecting explicit romance, kindly reconsider reading this book. I'm an old-school person who appreciates pure, classic romance from the 80s.. Follow me on Instagram: @happyfairy7_ https://www.instagram.com/happyfairy7_?igsh=MXNra2Jqb2NpMWVqeA==

Ahmed bhai please! I'm begging you don't marry her. She's no good, she'll destroy you and our family. Please listen to me." Sahaan begs in front of him. "What the fuck is wrong with you Sahaan?" She flinches as his loud voice resonates the room. "I LOVE HER!" Ahmed seethes. Sahaan could hear the breaking of the small organ residing in her chest. She looks down teary eyed. Ahmed harshly grips her forearm and jerks her towards him and cups her jaw tightly, his finger digging in her cheeks making a painful whimper leaving from her mouth. She closes her eyes tightly resulting in few tears to fall of her cheeks. "Listen to me and listen well, this is the last time I'm hearing such words from your disgusting mouth. Next time don't even take my fiancee's name from your dirty mouth." Saying this he pushes her away. She stumbles towards the closet, her back hitting the rock-hard closet handle. Pain sears through her back and her wince doesn't go unnoticed by him. He steps forward in concern but stops remembering her words. A cold look flashes in his beautiful stormy grey eyes. Sahaan looks at him, her eyes filled with pain and unshed tears! "You will regret it." Sahaan whispers. Hearing the confidence in her tone makes Ahmed stop right before the door, but he doesn't turn back. "Believe me! I know her more than you. She is my cousin after all. She is cunning and deceitful, mark my words Ahmed! You will regret not listening to me once you know her true nature." Sahaan's voice cracks. Tears are threatening to spill out her eyes. ~~~ "Sahaan Haashir Khan binte marhoom Hashir Lashari Khan kya aapko aapka nikkah Ahmed Ashar Khan wald Yaqub Lashari Khan se sikkah raaijul waqt me 50,000 rupee meher qubool hai?" she clenches her dupatta at sides.tears leaving her eyes rapidly she remember Ahmed's words just before nikkah. Rest of the description and translations to urdu dialogues inside. ©All rights reserved

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

She looked at all of them with hopeful eyes. No one belived her. Except Him ! She didn't expect him to believe her out of all the people. She had expected some vile remarks and insults which she was used to. But life is cruel in wicked ways. It shows you the most beautiful things at the worst possible time and with the worst possible scenarios. "Your wife is going to be the unluckiest, I swear. God bless her already. Because she is going to need all the blessing she could get, to have her sanity after being married to a vain, controlling, conceited and..... and... a jerk like you." She was looking for words to describe him but had settled for 'jerk' in the end. Little did she know , that those words were going to bite her in the rare when she finds herself married to a man , she thought she hated his guts. The funny part was, she choose to get married to him and a small part of her was glad that it was him , instead of her harasser. Join Haya as she finds herself being rescued by the man she hated and who she thought hated her back. But there are things that doesn't meet the eyes. That we hide in our heart. And there were alot of secrets hidden in his heart. Things that either could destroy everything he had worked for or could bring him the peace and forever that he was looking for !! Status Complete but not completely edited. I am working on it and it really needs editing. Some chapters are unedited.😁 ~ Ranking ~ 28th in marriage 1st August 2020 1st in Lahore in Feb.2021 2nd in Pakistani / Pakistan on 3rd September.2020 1st in Muslim on 12th September 2020 1st in Desi on 31st August 2020

She always felt like an outsider in this house. It was like she was a guest who had stayed too long. Her cousin's cold stares, Chachi's sharp words, and the hidden insults reminded her daily that she wasn't welcome. She was quiet, gentle, and really close to her faith, but being so reserved made her an easy target. Even though she seemed soft, there was a strength inside her that no one could see. Her brown eyes showed a mix of hope and sadness, and her love for Feras was something she kept hidden, even though she wasn't sure he could ever feel the same. Feras was different. He didn't talk much and had a strong sense of right and wrong. Tall with piercing eyes, he had this calm but serious presence. He didn't show much emotion, keeping everything locked inside, yet he somehow looked out for Anam. He wasn't mean, but he wasn't warm either. He was a mystery she couldn't figure out. But fate had its own plans. The lies buried deep in their family were going to come to light, and Anam would find herself at the center of it all. It would force Feras to make a choice: save her... or destroy her. Start date: 19 November 2024 Finish date: 18 December 2024 This is my first ever book. Please ignore all the grammar mistakes as English isn't my first language, and give this story a try. I promise it's worth your time, and who knows? You might even enjoy it more than you expect! 😉

She was never the favorite daughter. Never the ideal cousin. Never the girl who fit into mirrors or people's expectations. Mishel Wahaj, the youngest in a large, opinionated family, has grown up hearing one thing - "You need to lose weight." From aunties' taunts to silent glances at weddings, she's been shrinking emotionally long before she ever tried to shrink physically. But on the edge of 18, something inside her breaks - and quietly begins to rebuild. Across the same bloodline, Rayyan Alvi, her much older cousin - a 28-year-old CSS officer - is everything she's not: composed, dignified, unreachable. For years, Mishel barely registered in his world. But when life pulls them back into the same orbit, something fragile begins to form between unspoken words, eyes that linger too long, and a past that refuses to stay buried. This isn't a love story told in flowers and fairytales. It's told in sajdahs, silences, self-worth, and slow healing. As Mishel fights for her identity, her voice, and her relationship with Allah - she discovers that sometimes the most powerful love stories begin when you finally learn to love yourself. A journey of broken mirrors, unexpected souls, and divine timing. Because when Allah writes your story... nothing comes too early, and nothing comes too late.

#book1ofBrokenseries "She took her sister's place at the altar... and his heart burned with vengeance." The book contains mature content Violence and explicit scenes, so kindly read accordingly. #1 india 17/9/25 #19 forcedmarriage #93 indianromance

NOOR SHEIKH "He always loved her and he still love her, I was never his priority" MUHAMMAD DAIYAN MALIK "You are nothing but a replacement of my first wife. I can give you respect, but don't expect love and care from me, this is the thing I can't give you." Their soul crashed together. They were destined to be together, he never wanted to be with her but later she became someone, he can't live without. They both were opposite to eachother, one was ice and the other was fire. He had decided to not to give his heart to anyone because his heart was owned by someone else. But fate has decided something else .Fate brought them together and they ended up being each other's everything.

Top 1 in India [21/02/26] #Book 2 of Rathore's brother series ISHANI VIKRAM RAJPUT The wife of Vikram Rajput, Ishani is an innocent and kind-hearted young woman who hails from a humble middle-class family. Deprived of love and affection from her parents, she naively believed that marriage would bring her the warmth and care she always longed for. However, her dreams were shattered when she found herself in a toxic and abusive marriage. "Maa, please, I want to come home," she pleaded desperately. Her mother replied coldly, "Even if you die, don't come to our house-you are nothing but a burden to us." DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Brother-in-law of Ishani and a single hot DAD,cold man and soft hearted only for his daughter(love) "A successful businessman and secretive mafia head, he exudes a calm aura that sends shivers down everyone's spine. After mysteriously leaving India five years ago, he returns with no explanation, a man full of secrets. He speaks only when necessary; his eyes do the rest, sending a chilling message with just one glance." Chlta firta BOMB both from looks and Nature ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Dedicated to all the girls who yearn for love, both soft and dangerous." ⚠️WARNING: This book contains mature content. there is a mention of abuse,suicide,rape,depression and murder(not by male lead) read only if you comfortable...