🔥 #1 IN SPIRITUAL (March 27, 2026) 🔥 #5 IN SPIRITUAL (March 26, 2026) "She was your wife, but now she belongs to me. And I won't stand for a single insult against her-don't forget that." With a firm grip on Ruksana's hand, he walked away without waiting for a reply, her steps trailing helplessly behind him, as if swept away by the force of his will. ---------- He paced the room like a caged lion, his footsteps echoing off the walls. He wanted to set the whole world on fire, to watch it burn as he was burning inside. The pain was too much to bear, too much to endure. Today, his love had been shrouded in the veil of death; today he had witnessed her becoming another man's wife. If anyone could understand the depths of such agony, it was he. His phone rang, but without a glance, he hurled it against the wall with all his might. The phone shattered into a thousand pieces, mirroring the fragments of his own shattered heart. He collapsed onto his knees, tears streaming down his face. The pain was excruciating, the loss of his love almost unbearable. -------- She was about to leave when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Her back grazed the solid wall of his chest as he leaned in close. His breath tickled her ear, sending shivers down her spine. A kiss, feather-light, brushed against her cheek. "Listen to me," his voice a low rumble against her ear, filled with love and unwavering confidence, "this might sound crazy, but you are mine. No matter how far you run, you will always belong to me."

"Marry you?" She looked at him, her eyes burning with a volatile mix of disbelief and raw disgust. Ale stepped back, his usually unreadable face cracking. For a second, the powerful Don Alessandro looked entirely hollowed out. "You are a don," she spat, her voice shaking but lethal. "But you're no different from the monsters I just ran from. You kill people. You break lives. You think because you pulled me out of a cell, I belong to you?" ------ He was a doctor. Now, a don by blood. He never wanted power-until power gave him no choice. She was a devout Muslim woman, quietly struggling to hold on to her identity. Their paths collided in a way neither of them ever imagined. When Dr. Alessandro Romano's mafia twin brother is shot and left in a coma, Ale is forced into a world he once abandoned. To protect his family, he must step into the role of a ruthless Don. But he's nothing like the men who came before him. Ale is a revert Muslim, a man who lowers his gaze, walks with intention, and refuses to spill innocent blood even when surrounded by it. Then there's Zaira. A quiet, pious woman, scarred by a dreadful past and pulled into Ale's dangerous world through a marriage born of protection, not passion. But nothing stays clean in the dark. As loyalties crumble and secrets come to light, Ale and Zaira must decide: will faith and love be enough, or will the world they were forced into destroy them both?

Династия Алмааз - была построена на руинах старого мира, где древние чертежи ценятся дороже человеческой жизни. Хансон - сломанный юноша, выкованный в боли своим жестоким наставником. Он не искал власти, но власть сама нашла его. Втянутый в политическую игру Династии по причинам, которые от него скрывают, он вынужден играть по чужим правилам. Вокруг - смертоносные фарисы, элитная стража и стриксы, пикирующие из темноты. Чтобы выжить и спасти названых братьев, Хансону предстоит бросить вызов непобедимому убийце Рамзесу. Но как победить чудовищ снаружи, если твоя собственная память хранит секрет, способный перевернуть весь мир?

Окраина сурового Диярбакыра. Ошибка влюбленной пары разжигает огонь вековой вендетты между турецким кланом Кая и курдским родом Рождара. Чтобы остановить кровопролитие, из Стамбула прилетает старший наследник - хладнокровный Хакан. Он выносит безжалостный приговор: свобода парня в обмен на его семнадцатилетнюю сестру. Юная Эвин с белоснежной кожей и темно-русыми волосами оказывается заперта в золотой клетке. Её гордость растоптана, её чистая мечта об ассирийце сожжена ревностью нового мужа. На их общем ложе кипит смертельная война. Эвин клянется стать его кошмаром, но Хакан уже навел прицел винтовки на её прошлое. Чья честь окажется крепче базальтовых скал?

*UNDER EDITING When they have get into a forced Marriage for some causes, how their life turned up side down in one day" Aayat and Zaviyaar, who used to be best friends, before being cousins, got detached for some reason, will the be same when they meet again with Each other. "What's happening will you tell us?" Zaviyaar asked irritated as the fiasco happening around him. "Dad want your Nikaah with Aayat" His father notified him Zaviyaar darted at him astonished "Are you hearing what you are saying? i can't do it" Aayat denied for the marriage. Aayat Ahmed Khan daughter of Rayan Ahmed, Apka Nikaah Zaviyaar Khan ke sath mukarar kiya jaraha hai kya apko yeh nikaah qubool hai?" Maulvi asked her before reciting some surrah's Aayat looked at Zaviyaar, and he sealed his eyes with her. "Qubool hai {I do}" She whispered looking at him, "Mr. Zaviyaar Ahmed Khan son of Usman Ahmed Khan, Apka Nikaah Zaviyaar Ahmed Khan ke sath mukarar kiya jaraha hai kya apko yeh nikaah qubool hai?"" Maulvi repeated the lines for Zaviyaar as well. "Qubool hai{I do}" He answered looking at Aayat and a tear escaped from her eyes. Let's see what the future holds for them.

𝑨 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 - 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝑨𝒓𝒛𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒓𝒛𝒂 is the name whispered with fear. Cold, unreadable, and driven by revenge, he has built his empire on power, control, and the belief that mercy only makes people weak. Behind his calm exterior lies a darkness born from a past that refuses to stay buried. 𝑨𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒌 has spent her life surrounded by love, warmth, and quiet happiness. Gentle, timid, and pure-hearted, she has never imagined a world ruled by fear. But fate has already chosen a path that will lead her straight into the heart of a man she should have feared the most. When two completely different worlds collide, revenge meets innocence, power meets vulnerability, and a dangerous obsession begins to take shape. Some boundaries were never meant to be crossed. Some territories were never meant to be entered. And some hearts are claimed long before they realize they were never free. ⚠️ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 A dark mafia romance featuring revenge, obsession, violence, and psychological intensity. Reader discretion is advised. [𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚_𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐳]

❝Dupatta apne sar par karo,❞ he said in a low voice. Umul blinked. She frowned and looked up at him. ❝Kya?❞. ❝I said, dupatta apne sar par lo,❞ he repeated, this time with a little more stern edge to his tone. She looked at him, stunned... Who the hell does he think he is? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ She is 22... quiet, overlooked, and forgotten by her own family. She lives like an invisible person in her own house, someone who just simply exists but is never truly noticed. He is 29... hardened by the world that has shown him its darkest sides. Pain and loss have turned his heart to stone. When they are forced into marriage neither of them wants, will they find solace in each other, heal each other... or will their pasts tear them apart? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including suicidal thoughts, Implied/referenced suicide, graphic violence, vulgar language, and other mature content. Copyright ©2025 by Batool

He married for duty, but she made him sin Arnav Devraj was never meant to fall in love. Not when his family's empire demanded obedience. He made a promise to his family, to his legacy, to a woman he didn't love. When Arnav Devraj's life becomes a battlefield between duty and desire, between Ruhi's forbidden touch and Nandini's rightful claim only one woman will win. And the other will destroy him.

A woman who feels unworthy, a man who feels ruined, and a child who could change everything.

Когда маленькую Хали́му, горящую заживо, вытащили из дома, ставшим могилой для ее родителей, казалось, она расплатилась со злым роком судьбы на долгие годы вперед. Девочка выросла в достатке, окружённая заботой родственников, и в преддверии семнадцати лет ее жизнь должна была сделать резкий поворот: она заканчивает школу, в жизни есть милый сердцу ч еловек и тайная надежда на институт греет душу. Но все меняется, когда Аслан, тот с кем Халима связана нежными чувствами, ссорится с загадочным персонажем по имени Байсангу́р. Теперь она - орудие мести. Теперь вместо пули, ее жизнь... Эта история зародилась среди высоких скалистых гор и плодородных зеленных равнин Кавказа. Там, где благополучие семьи выше личного счастья, а честь выше смерти. Где любовь скупа на открытую нежность, но полна скрытых глубоких чувств. Где девушка своим нечаянным взглядом может развязать войну и одним решительным словом завершить ее. Она металась между судьбой и мечтой, между честью и долгом. Но выбрала любовь.