"Ahhh, please leave me!" I screamed as Aditya dragged me by my hair and pushed me down hard into the living room. He knelt in front of me and yanked my hair forcefully. "How dare you cheat on me?" he roared, slapping me back and forth. Hearing the commotion, his mom and sister-in-law ran out, shocked. "Aditya..." "Stay out of this, Maa," he growled at them. Even I flinched at his voice. "I thought you were different," he continued "But no... I was wrong to believe you" he spat. "I d-didn't do a-anything... h-he's just a f-friend and I swear we were just s-studying. P-please t-trust me" I cried helplessly. "Friend?" He chuckled. "Friend, lover, husband: everything to you is me. Me. Only me," he screamed like a madman terrifying me even more. "You need punishment" he whispered "After this, you'll even hesitate to breathe the same air with another man" he said like a psycho. Before anyone could react, he dragged me to the kitchen and slammed my hand onto the hot pan. A scream ripped out of me. My vision blurred; the last thing I felt was his arms catching me as everything went black. ------------------------ Ananya, a 20 year old college student, gets married to Aditya, a 33 year old psychiatrist, under unexpected circumstances. To the outside world, Aditya is calm, gentle and the perfect husband who takes good care of her. But behind closed doors, he is dangerously obsessive, controlling and dominant and Ananya becomes the only thing he wants to own. ⚠️ Warning: This story contains dark romance, obsession, control and toxic behaviour.

WARDA AHSAN AGE - 19 DAVYAN ZAFAR KHAN AGE -25

Some love stories are chosen, others are written by destiny. Zara never imagined that the path of her life had been decided long before she had a say in it. Bound by a silent promise she never knew existed, she finds herself married to Razaan-a man who has loved her for as long as he can remember. But love was never supposed to come this way. Not forced, not fated, not without choice. Razaan knew the truth all along, yet he waited-for her to see, for her to understand, for her to accept. He loved her in silence, hoping that one day she would find her way to him. But how do you convince someone to embrace a fate they never asked for? Between resistance and surrender, between duty and desire, Zara and Razaan embark on a journey where love is not just about the heart-it is about trust, faith, and the acceptance of what was always meant to be. Because when love is written in Qismat, no force in the world can erase it. A slow-burn, emotionally intense story of love, fate, and the power of written destiny. Are you ready to believe in what's already meant to be? #1 in Muslimwedding #12 in Poetry out of 349k [ROMAN URDU WITH ENGLISH TRANSLATION FOR DIALOUGES]

A slow story ..a little boring at first but it gets better.

"Mujhe haq hai... tujhe apni duniya banane ka, teri muskurahat ka sabab hone ka, teri har saans mein bas jaane ka, aur tujhe itna chaahne ka... ki tu sirf meri lage." She believed love was sacred, written by destiny, not choice. He believed in power, not prayers - until one unexpected moment tied their fates together forever. Sometimes, fate doesn't wait for consent - it writes its story in silence. "Why do you always call me Rain?" she whispered "Kyunki tum uss mausam ki phli barish ki boond ki trh ho, jisme main khud ko bss poori trh se bhiga dena chahta hu." What began as a mistake soon became a bond tested by time, loss, and the cruel games of destiny. Two souls - one bound by memory, the other by guilt - brought together again when the world had torn them apart. A tale of love that grows in quiet moments, of longing glances and whispered dreams-ρⅈꪗꪖ ꪑⅈꪶꪖꪀ story of love that wasn't chosen, yet could never be undone - Piya Milan, where souls recognise what time and memory erase.

A simple yet beautiful love story

𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓵𝔂 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓪𝓼 "𝓙𝓪𝓪𝓷-𝓮-𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓯" 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓮𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓢𝓪𝓲𝓯: 𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓲 𝓙𝓪𝓪𝓷, 𝔂𝓮𝓱 𝓻𝓪𝓶𝔃𝓪𝓷 𝓴 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓾𝓶 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓴𝓸𝓲 𝓯𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓴 𝓱𝓮 𝓝𝓪𝓱𝓲 𝓱𝓪𝓲, *𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻* 𝓩𝓪𝓻𝓪: 𝓫𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓳𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽? *𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭* 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓶 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓯, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓻𝔂 𝓫𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓷 , 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓴𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮, 𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓱𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓷, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓮𝓯, 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓹𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭

The story of the reserved, quiet,emotionless dhairynath thakur who have sacrificed his dreams ,desires for keeping Thakur's reputation, managing liquor shops and factory abandoning his bachelor of law and story yaatna dhairynath who have married just in age 23 to have blessings of her grandmother before she won't be able to , Responsibility,Silence, misunderstanding, tension, desi/rural romance. Read it to cry , to laugh and giggle , that's all I have for description.

"Doll where are you? Stop hiding and come to me immediately." exclaimed him while slowly walking and whistling in the dark store room trying to locate me. A shiver ran down from my spine as I shivered at the thought of staying with him forever. No, he will cage me forever I can never go back to him said my sub-conscious mind to me. "Oh doll lf I find you then I'm going to chain you up with my bed. You want to locked by me? Then surely I'll fulfill that wish of yours." With that he suddenly pulled me off with my hair clutching it tightly from my hiding spot which was my closet. "Nooo leave me." "Leave me you bastard." I started to scream at him with my all might to which he just pulled my hair more tightly than ever and tore my towel with his hand,started to suck on my neck. His filthy hands were pinching my boobs tightly and roaming all over my body. I was just there crying over my fate. ------------------------------------------------------------- Life was good for Aishwarya, but wasn't perfect as she always wished for a perfect fairy tale love-life with a man who was a decade older than her and crushed her first teenage love deeply. She was so deeply hurt by his rejection that she changed herself completely. But, for Shaurya she was just a silly girl who don't know the dark side of him who was deeply infatuated by her for a longtime. He was just waiting for her to turn legal so he can make her his forever. Lock her up, chain her to his bed, wife her up, have babies from her was only his plan for her as he was just obsessed with her. The dark journey where a man's unhealthy obsession can destroy a poor girl life just to be with her. This tale will deal with a lot of dark, mature, unhealthy themes contains violence and r@pe. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK GIRLIESS. <333 [ English is not my first language.]

𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. Book 1 in "Dark Fate" series. "They say you can't choose who you fall in love with, and he couldn't agree more. His sister's best friend had captured his heart, and he was consumed by his obsession for her and now, he knows he would never be able to let her go because she belongs with him." • ✧ • There's a kind of love that feels like sunlight - warm, gentle, safe. And then... there's his. It's not cruel. It's not loud. It's something far more dangerous - quiet, calculated, all-consuming. He was my best friend's brother. The man I was never supposed to notice. He watched from the shadows, memorizing me without ever needing a single word. I never really knew his name... but he knew everything about me. My fears. My patterns. My dreams. Even the parts I hadn't yet discovered myself. He's always been there, just a step behind-waiting, watching, wanting. And now, he's no longer waiting. He calls it love. I don't know what to call it, only that it pulls me in like gravity - unavoidable, inescapable. There's safety in his arms, yet danger in his silence. Gentleness in his touch, yet fire in his gaze. And somewhere in the tension between fear and longing, I find myself unraveling. Because the scariest part of being wanted like this... Is realizing you might want them back.