[ Book 1 In Qalb Series ] She was his peace & he was her warmth.🤍 Peek in if you wanna read about, "Bridging Hearts" [A Muslim Story] which revolves around two individuals Azlaan & Zara. Azlaan, a quiet reserved person, with his buried emotions came back to Pakistan, and got stuck there when he fell in one sided love with Zara.. will he be able to win her heart? Or will Zara, an aspiring surgeon, be able to fulfill her dreams by getting married, even though it's not something she had planned?" ‼️ Please respect the author's creativity and effort by not copying any aspect of this story. [Any form of copying, reproducing, or adapting' including scenes, ideas, or re written dialogues-is strictly not allowed. Unauthorized use will be considered a violation of intellectual property rights.] Ranked #1 In Friendship ✨ ✨Ranked #1 In Islam Ranked #1 In Pakistan Ranked #5 In Halal

【 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐬; 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 】 *** 𝙕𝙤𝙝𝙖 𝙌𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙞 Not only is she a successful lawyer, but she has never lost a case in her life. She's strong-willed and confident. But then, one unfortunate night she's taken from the familiarities of her home and work and swept into the world of criminals. 𝘼𝙡𝙞 𝘼𝙜𝙝𝙖 Not only is he dangerously handsome, but just as lethal. Now, he has his eyes on the infamous lawyer and won't rest until he gets her to do his bidding. But he knows that taming a woman like Zoha Qureshi will be a hard challenge, even for a dangerous criminal like him. But Ali Agha loves challenges. 1 in #Arab 03.15.2025 1 in #middleeast 06.30.2025 1 in #desi 07.06.2025 1 in #good 10.28.2025 1 in #middleeast 11.01.2025 1 in #islam 12.05.2025

She thought she'd never be the girl who fell first. He made it impossible not to. The first time Kavya met Aarav, she didn't think much of him. But with his terrible jokes, endless patience, and a smile that somehow survived every eye roll she threw at him, he became impossible to ignore. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't seem to scare him away. He blushed when she got too close, lost his train of thought when she touched him, and looked at her like she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. For the first time in her life, Kavya found herself wanting something she'd never planned for. She wanted to flirt, to hold his hand, to make him blush, see him smile just to see those dimples appear. And most dangerously of all...she wanted to be the reason he smiled. Because if Aarav was ever going to belong anywhere, Kavya was starting to think it should be with her. (no romantic angst, just fluffy wholesome content with some steam) Tropes: • Grumpy Girl × Sunshine Guy • Bold Girl × Shy Dimpled Golden Retriever Boy • Protective Female Lead x Cinnamon Roll Male Lead • Virgin Girl × Virgin Guy • She Falls First, They Both Fall Harder • Flirty Girl × Blushing Boy • Wholesome, Fluffy Romance

˙✧˖°🪷🦢 ⋆｡˚ Yusra Rahman never imagined her life would turn out this way - a 25-year-old single mother, carrying the weight of her past and the silence of a distant family. Her world revolves around her little daughter, Amal, and the quiet strength she draws from her faith. Rayan Mirza, a composed yet compassionate hotel CEO, walks into her life with intentions that were never meant for her. But what begins as an unexpected encounter slowly unfolds into something deeper - something neither of them planned, yet both were destined to feel. Set against the backdrop of faith, destiny, and second chances. IN HIS DECREE is a heartfelt slow-burn halal romance between two souls written in the same divine script. It's a story of love that grows softly - within boundaries, through prayers, and by the will of the One who decrees all things. ☼☁︎‎‎‧₊˚☁︎‎‎‧₊˚ 𓆡 ⭒.⋆.˚ 𓇼 ࣪ 🫧 ⋆｡𖦹 °🐋⋆｡˚♡ Written not by chance, but by Qadr.

They say time heals all wounds, but for Anagha, time has only turned her grief into a habit. At 35, Anagha has built a life that looks perfect on paper. A successful career in data analytics, and a beautiful daughter, Lara. To the outside world, she is the picture of composure. But inside, she is a ghost in her own home. Six years ago, she walked away from Viraj Singha. A 38 year old, high-powered CIO and partner at a top firm, Viraj was never the "villain" of her story. He was a provider, a protector, and a partner who shared every responsibility. Their three-year marriage was quiet, respectful, and functional. But it was a house without a fire. He was a man who remained a stranger even in their most intimate moments, leaving Anagha to navigate a longing that was never satisfied. Now, she moves through a city that never sleeps, carrying the secret weight of a love that was never fully hers. In the patterns of her data and the silence of her apartment, Anagha is beginning to realize: some ghosts don't haunt houses. They haunt the people left behind. #Singlemother #Divorce #SecondChance #EmotionalAngst #IndianRomance

She thought it was forever. He knew it was temporary. Inaya Noor Siddiqui enters marriage the way she enters everything- with warmth, chaos, and a heart full of quiet faith. Zayan Arham Khan enters it with a plan. Structured. Controlled. Temporary. A contract binds them. But only one of them knows. Between shared chai, midnight conversations, and unspoken care- something begins to change. He notices her presence. She trusts his silence. And somewhere between faith and feeling... love happens. But what happens when the truth comes out? Can something that started as an arrangement become something real? Or will love... come too late? ✨ A soft Muslim romcom filled with: - fake marriage → real love - emotional healing - halal romance - family chaos & comfort - slow burn that stays with you - contract marriage - grumpy x sunshine

Hasna and Aarhan have been married for four years. It wasn't love at first sight-it wasn't even love at all. An arranged marriage turned into a comfortable routine, with their two-year-old daughter Afrah filling their home with laughter. Aarhan Baig is everything Hasna expected him to be: calm, reserved, a man of few words but steady actions. He's a CEO in the world outside, but at home, he's just "Baba"-the man who gives bear hugs that swallow their daughter whole. Possessive, protective, quietly affectionate... he is hers in ways he never says out loud. Hasna, graceful and quiet to the world, hides a playful heart only Afrah ever sees. To everyone else, she is composed. To her husband, she is his niqabi wife-beautiful, the epitome of grace, and his alone. They are comfortable. They are content. But beneath that comfort lies the question they've both avoided-what does it mean to truly love each other? This is not a story of falling in love at first sight. It's the story of falling in love slowly... after the "happily ever after."

Book 4 of the Holy matrimony series Why do people fall apart when ongoing through a rough phase in their lives, a marriage on the verge of falling apart and the only thing keeping it together is their son. Can be read as a stand alone. All of my books are just interconnected with each other

To all the girlies who were told to stay soft in a world built on blood. You were born to command. Fuck obedience.

A stern father compels Zarrar, 29-year-old surgeon into an arranged marriage with Hana, a 22-year-old student living in London. _________ "Where are you going?" she asked, flat. "Research trip." He tossed a shirt in, didn't look up. "And you're telling me this now?" "It was sudden." She made a noise somewhere between a tut and a laugh. "I do not care. You know what-" She stepped onto the couch, two quick climbs-herself at 5'4" suddenly level with his eyes, all heat and vowels. Here it is. The tongue was indeed ten feet long tonight. He stayed silent, left packing, arms folded over his chest and just stared. Hana doing her job, utterly, with whole rights over him to shout. "There won't be anything for me to be surprised if I wake up someday in the graveyard with mud sprayed over me 'cause my dear husband must have gotten too exasperated by my being, that he- the victim, had to bury me alive while I was asleep." Zarrar swallowed a smile, let her finish, then moved. He stepped in, hands light on her waist, lifted-she squawked, all outrage-then held her over his shoulder as he walked the three strides to the bed. She behaved as if someone unplugged her, forgot how to speak. He set her gently at the edge of the mattress and went down on one knee in front of her, floorboards cool under him. "What do you want me to say now?" "Are you actually asking me this?" Her voice wobbled, anger running out of fuel. "Yeah," he said, and he was smirking now, fond and infuriating. "Any last wishes of my wife before I bury her alive." ________ dive into the story of something very different from soap operas. TROOP ~ choas x cold yapper x listener age gap. doctor's divine