Stay in your limits. Don't think that I don't know anything. I cannot forget what you and your mother did to me and with my sister. Be there where you are." He said and I held the wall to stop myself from falling. "One more thing,never again do it. Never touch my things again."He said and a tear escaped from my eyes to roll down on my cheek He went out of the room,leaving me all alone,with so much hurt. He shut the door so hardly that I jumped on my place. Tears were rolling down on my cheeks. I sat down on the floor. I was remembering each and every word he said today. All in these days, I had a hope that one he'll be mine but today he just broke everything. Stay in your limits. I cannot forget what you and your mother did to me and my sister. Be there where you are. His words were ringing in my ear,telling me who I'm to him. He thought I was behind all this. He thought that I was with my mother,compelling him to marry me. But he was wrong. I wanted to tell him. Words seems to lost for me. He said never touch his things."His things?" We are separate ?? I thought, I am his wife and he know that I have the right on his everything but today he just told me my limits. ★~~★~~★~~★~~★~~★ Be with Jahan and Zeeniya to witness their journey of making the other fall.

To my surprise, he looked up and our eyes met. Embarrassed, I quickly closed the window, feeling a rush of heat on my cheeks. I hadn't expected him to notice me observing him.

A series of romance that you'll love. Ranking 21 in spiritual(10 March 2018) A lot of different stories of romance that will bound you to the world of imagination which will be filled with love,romance, emotions,tears and drama. So be with me to read a lot of love stories.

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! 😉

#35 in spiritual on 18 March 2018 unawareness . . silence . . Feel . . Love . . Tears . . Pain . . the moment . . Hearts . . connected. That's all I could say about the story. .

The first book in Molecular Spaces She marries him for peace. He marries her for protection. Neither expects love. Illiyeen enters Umair's world through an arranged marriage meant to shield her from family politics and silence old wounds. But what begins as a quiet compromise soon unravels into something deeper-intimacy, trust, and the slow, aching unraveling of two guarded hearts. Set against the backdrop of generational trauma, village legacy, and the quiet rebellion of love, Mehram follows Illiyeen and Umair as they navigate family reckonings, emotional repair, and the kind of closeness that makes them question everything they thought they knew about marriage.

A writer by passion and a university student, she was everything men wanted in their women but not every family was filled with bustling happiness and after her parents' marriage came to a tragic end, she couldn't bring herself to the thought of loving and marrying someone in the future. Her fear only deepened when her father married for the second time- love wasn't deep and permanent- was all she thought until she met him. He was the son of a politician and a renowned businessman. Everyone in the business and political world worshipped him for what he had and who he was. He had everything but hailing a family like that, he was fated to not have a childhood, dream, passion and perhaps love. He was fated to live for the company. What's life if he didn't get to live it for himself? They then meet, eyes lower and eyes speak. And when eyes speak, souls fall in love. Meet Zaviyar and Maheen.

Nadia's tears streamed down her face as she prostrated herself in namaz, her body shaking with sobs. "Ya Allah, why did You accept my dua?" she whispered, her voice cracking with despair. A flashback hit her mind - her Nani's wise words: "Bewakoof ladki, aisi dua nahi mangte jisse baad mein pachtawa." (Foolish girl, don't make such prayers that you'll regret later.) Nadia's Nani had warned her about the dua she made with Manahil, but she hadn't listened. Now, Nadia regretted her ignorance. She wished she had heeded Nani's words, had been more thoughtful about her prayers. "Why didn't I listen, Nani?" she whispered, feeling a pang of regret. Her tears fell onto the prayer mat as she begged Allah to change her destiny. "Please, Ya Allah, cancel my dua. I don't want to share my husband with anyone." Nadia's voice was barely audible, lost in her sorrow and desperation. Story of two friends nadiya and manahil who loved each dearly and can't live without each other .

𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏 - The powerful and disciplined heir of Khan Villa. A man of few words, built on control, responsibility, and restraint. The perfect son, the respected CEO - calm, composed, and always in command of himself. But behind those steady eyes lies a storm he never lets out... a man who chose silence over vulnerability, control over chaos - especially when it comes to her. 𝑨𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒌 - The innocent heartbeat of Shaik Villa. A soft-spoken, chocolate-loving girl who still believes in fairytales and wears her dupatta like a crown. Adored by everyone, protected by her brothers - a gentle soul with quiet strength hidden beneath her innocence. She may look delicate, but her heart carries a softness that feels deeply... and a silence that holds more than she ever says. Bound by a nikkah no one speaks of, separated by years and silence... their worlds collide again - where unspoken rights turn into undeniable claims, and a quiet girl becomes the center of a man's controlled chaos. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. Not everything is meant to look perfect from the start - dynamics, emotions, and relationships evolve with time. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬, and the story focuses on their journey beyond just numbers. If certain themes or dynamics aren't your preference, that's completely okay 🤍 ⚠️ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 This story is my little world, where I set the rules and let the drama unfold 😌✨ If you're here to enjoy, buckle up for feels, drama, and twists. If you came to hate... scroll, breathe, and move on 👏😏 Loyal readers, get ready - Zayden & Arshiya's story isn't for the faint-hearted 😉💥 [𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙮𝙖_𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙯]

UNS: infatuation an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something.