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

One night. One mistake. One life-altering consequence. When Ira Kapoor, a girl born into wealth and perfection, wakes up to two pink lines and a blurry memory, her carefully curated world unravels. The father? Anirudh Sharma-a grounded, soft-spoken manager at an event firm, older than her by a few years and miles apart in lifestyle. Neither love nor even friendship ties them together. Only a moment of impulsiveness they never meant to share-and a child they never planned to create. Forced into a sudden marriage to preserve her family's honour, Ira finds herself in a modest home, far from the comforts of her past and with a man she barely knows. Her heart resists, her pride rebels. Middle-class life feels suffocating, and Anirudh's quiet existence is a world she doesn't understand. But beneath the surface of their mismatched lives is something unexpected-kindness that doesn't demand, patience that doesn't waver, and a slow-burning bond that begins to take root. As monsoon skies roll above and the seasons shift, so do their hearts. Love doesn't arrive in grand gestures-it seeps in gently, through shared cups of tea, silent understanding, and the quiet promises of two people learning to walk a path they never chose, but might just learn to call home. Under the Same Sky is a tender, evocative tale of accidental beginnings and unexpected love-where two strangers become partners, parents, and perhaps... soulmates. "They weren't a fairytale-but under the same sky, they learned how to write their own." ❤️ (The chapters are edited with the help of Chatgpt) Started : 22 June, 2025 Rankings: #1 in destiny - 15.02.2026 #1 in richgirl - 24.03.2026

Aira never wanted romance. She wanted residency, respect, and a life built on faith - not fantasy. Until a rain-soaked night shift introduced her to Dr. Zayan Mirza, the man who looked composed but held chaos in his chest. Their love grows not in haste, but in softness - chai shared at 3 A.M., stolen glances across ECG monitors, duas whispered instead of confessions. When Nikkah comes, it isn't the climax - it's the beginning. This is not a love story where hearts fall recklessly. It's where two souls fall correctly. A gentle Muslim romance with hospital nights, shy smiles, and a forever built one prayer at a time. AIRA ANSARI • Age: 24 • Profession: MBBS Resident / ER Medical Officer • Personality: calm yet sarcastic, intelligent, emotionally soft but strong, observant, values modesty & growth • Arc: learns to embrace love without losing herself - love as support, not replacement • Weakness: overthinks, hides her feelings • Strength: empathetic, hardworking, spiritually grounded ZAYAN MIRZA • Age: 28 • Profession: Cardiologist / Senior Medical Resident • Personality: composed, sharp intellect, calm exterior with suppressed depth, protective but respectful • Arc: allows himself to feel, to be vulnerable, to choose softness without fear • Weakness: shuts down emotions to avoid pain • Strength: loyal, gentle leader, emotionally safe partner Together they grow - not perfect, but aligned. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Ashar Faris Sheikh agreed to an arranged marriage with Fariyal Naqvi. From day one, the difference between them was obvious to all around them. There were questions, raised eyebrows, and even sighs of 'poor, sweet girl'. Why? Because she's sunshine and he never smiles. He's organised, she's chaos. He lives in the darkness, she spreads light. And yet there's one thing that's mutual between them... the growing attraction.

⋆⭒˚.⋆ A harmless lie turned heartbeats and home ʚଓ Wajdan ༯ Sawera In your twenties, a gentleman will call you his wife to get out of a situation, and it's very important that you play along.