She was the girl everyone whispered about - the *impure one*, the *bad omen*, the *unmarried mother*. For years, she carried her shame in silence, protecting her child and enduring the cruel stares of a world that never cared to know her truth. Until the day fate played its cruelest card. When her sister suddenly disappeared hours before her wedding, she was forced to take her place - veiled, trembling, and bound to a man she barely knew. But destiny had already written a darker twist... Because the groom - the man standing at the altar - was the very one who had unknowingly fathered her child. Two souls bound by a past they can't remember, a present they can't escape, and a truth powerful enough to shatter everything they believe in. In a world quick to judge and slow to forgive, can love rise from the ashes of betrayal and fate?

ON BREAK (Videshi × desi) "𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐜𝐡é𝐫𝐢𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬." ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Villains were made to destroy. And they would destroy each other to get her. One is a part from her childhood which she Buried, other is the part who forced his way into her life.

He was abandoned before he learned how to love - and she was thrown into his life by fate. Everyone thought they were just another arranged couple fumbling through married life. What no one saw were the storms behind closed doors. He didn't talk much - not about the family that left him,or the pain he never gave a name to. He carried his wounds like shadows, quietly, stubbornly. Until the day he broke - and told her the truth. A child born without warmth of a mother. Left behind like a secret. Raised without love. She tried to fix it - she really did. But healing doesn't always come from the ones who hurt us. So instead, she offered him something else: Her hand. Her heart. Her vow to stay. This isn't a story about saving someone. It's about standing with them when no one else will. And loving them until they finally start to believe they're worthy of it.

'No....'she spoke anxiously in anger, her rose-tinted lips trembling, and tears welled up in her eyes. hearing 'No' from her mouth, it felt like my body was boiling with anger. I am Taha Aasif, no girl has ever said no to me. In anger, I stepped towards her, gripping her waist with my hand, pulling her forcefully towards me, our chests colliding. Suddenly, she looked at me with tension and innocent green eyes filled with fear. These very eyes have turned my life into torment, disrupting the peace in my otherwise decent life. "What's the problem with marrying me?" I asked in a suppressed, angry voice. "Why...because...I..." She stammered, tears streaming down from her eyes. I don't know why, but her tears pierce my heart every time. I don't know why I can't stand seeing tears in her eyes. "What...Rubab..." I shouted in anger, making her flinch. "Because I know I am a sinner, but I am not impure like you. And Allah says pure women are for pure men," "And impure women are for impure men." I looked into her eyes while completing her sentence She lowered her gaze and nodded slightly. I know I'm an animal; I do any job that Rubab's Allah forbids. But that Allah never gave me anything. He took everything from me, but I won't let him take Rubab. "So let's make it equal, future wife. I'll make you impure like me, then you'll agree to marry me, right?" I said, caressing her cheeks with back of my palm and pressed my rough cigarette and alcohol-laden lips against her soft rose lips. ******* Taha Aasif 30 years old A handsome man with a short temper His work partner calls him a beast and merciless. Rushda Rubab 18 years old A beautiful young girl whose goal is to re-establish her mother's political party. She is Abraham Ahmad's lifeline. She is full of faith. He is a non believer What happened what two different people collided with each other by the game called destiny. A Tale of innocence and obsession

Book 1 of compilation of short Muslim love stories. Some serious and some funny stories. Short stories: 1~ || Taqdeer - Destiny || (completed) 2~ || Ruhaniyat - Soulfulness || (completed) 3~ || Justajoo - Longing || (completed) 4~ || Shiddat - intensity || (completed) 5~ || Inayat - Blessing || (completed) 6~ ||Aashnaa - companion|| (completed) Cover by this beautiful soul @LihaMirza © All rights reserved by @elegant_zoe Highest ranking: #1 in prayer out of 2.58k stories on 18/12/21 #6 in faith out of 21.4k stories on 16/12/21 #5 in faith out of 21.4k stories on 22/12/21 #6 in Muslim out of 9.56k stories on 06/01/22 #1 in wattpadshortstory out of 213 stories on 06/01/22 #1 in Dua out of 3.85k stories on 10/01/22 #9 in shortstorycollection out of 15.7k stories on 15/02/2022

"Ayat," I called softly. She didn't respond. I sighed and gently tilted her chin up, forcing her to look at me. And when she did-my heart shattered. Her eyes brimmed with unshed tears, pain written all over her delicate features. "Why do you want to marry me?" Her voice cracked. "I am dirty now." A single tear slid down her cheek. I wiped it away instantly. "Either dirty or pure, I am still going to marry you... but only if you want me to." My voice was firm yet gentle. "And let me tell you one thing, Ayat -you were, are, and will always be the purest soul in this world." I held her hands tightly. "I know I should've asked you first. I should've spoken to you before announcing it. I'm sorry. But now, I genuinely want to know." I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. "Kya tum mujhse shadi karogi?" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨:~ Arrange marriage (arranged by him) Age gap Billionaire romance Possessive & morally gray MMC Touch her and die type He fell first, he fell harder Slow burn Secret mafia Found family

"You took advantage of my naivety!" she whispered slowly. "What advantage? This marriage has caused me nothing but loss! A stupid move I made because of pity." He let the frustration out after holding it in for 3 years, slightly regretting as the girl's mouth slightly wide opened in shock. "I'm very grateful for your favour, Hazem Gilani. Feel free to end this marriage since I no longer need your pity." ------------- A story revolving a young woman who had been married to a man who was 11 years her senior. Not only that, he was also a ruthless politician. She didn't think much of it until 3 years passed and the man showed no kind of emotions towards her, and little to no talk. --- !! slowburn

~𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑸 𝑩𝑺 𝑨𝑰𝑲 𝑩𝑨𝑨𝑹 𝑯𝑰 𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑨 𝑯𝑨𝑨𝑰 ~ || Arranged Marriage Romance || -----°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆---- MUSAAB USMAN SIDDIQUE, He has Everything you can Find in a Perfect man, Wealth, Good looks and Happy Family. He can do Anything to Keep his Family Happy But Is he happy? MAHAM AHMER KHAN, The Absolute Sunshines of Everyone Lives, But Has no hope of light in her Own life. Heart-broken But mend everyone's Hearts but Is she happy with her life? What Happened when Two Broken Souls Meet? Will they heal each other or remain Wounded? ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ ~ "She was his Peace in the chaos" ~ ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ T R O P E S • Arranged Marriage • Slow-burn • Grumpy×Sunshine • Love After Marriage • He fell First and HARDER • Strong MMC • Billionaire Romance • Age-Gap • little bit Secrets [Childhood] ● HALAL ROMANCE. To know more, Join me in their Beautiful Journey.

𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 What happens when Aena Kamran, a girl who has always kept her distance from men, crosses paths with Mahir Durani, the heir to the powerful Durani Group and future ruler of the business world? Aena, on a mission to gather proof to confront her sister for secretly dating Mahir's brother, unknowingly becomes a threat to Mahir's world. With a love for his brother, Mahir sees Aena as an obstacle who he cant bear, turning her into his enemy. But as fate takes its course, his heart begins to betray him. From trying to kidnap her to swearing, "Touch her and die," how will this story unfold when love and loyalty collide? 𝗔𝗲𝗻𝗮 𝗞𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮𝗻 𝘅 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗶𝗿 𝗗𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗶

❝ When 6-𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫-𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 is left at the gates of the Rajvanshi Mansion, she isn't just being dropped off - she's being 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. ❞ ✦ Traded for money by a mother who never wanted her. ✦ Handed to a father she barely knows. ✦ Placed under a roof where everyone shares her blood... but not her memories. Her new life begins in shadows. - One brother won't speak to her. - Another won't stop glaring. - And the youngest already declared: > "She doesn't belong." But the walls of the Rajvanshi Mansion hold more than cold stares. 🕯️ In quiet moments, 🕯️ Through clumsy kindness, 🕯️ And in fierce, unspoken protection - her brothers begin to change. And so does she. In a house once full of silence, she finds a place. Not by force. Not by blood. But by 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚, 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒍𝒚... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆. ⟡ 𝑨 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕-𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏. ⟡