Highest Rank - #1 in Pakistan #1 in Muslim #10 in Cousin ° 𝘈 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. Badia had her future mapped out. A happy life with Hammad, her father's best friend's son. Zimraan was engaged to his cousin, Ayeza, ready to step into the life expected of him. But one night changed everything. In a twist of fate neither saw coming, Zimraan and Badia are forced into a marriage neither wanted nor agreed to. Not out of love. Not because of family tradition. But because they had no other choice. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains mature themes and scenes that may be disturbing or uncomfortable for some readers. Recommended for readers 18 and above. Please read at your own discretion. ( Cover credit @ Authordira_21 .) "If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to (https://my.w.tt/g4EgwYn9Dbb). Thank you." (Warning, this book have many grammatical errors.(As I am not really good in english.)

When the city's most feared man meets the only woman unafraid of him, desire turns deadly. He's ruthless, dangerous, and everyone in the city fears him. Zavian Mirza lives by one rule: control everything, and trust no one. But when she crosses his path-a woman who defies him, challenges him, and refuses to bow-something ignites inside him. Alizeh Farooq is talented, bold, and lives by her own ethics. She has no idea that the man she's about to face isn't just a powerful businessman... he's a storm she can't escape. He will make her see him, feel him, obey him. He's her protector, her obsession, her danger. And she? She's about to learn that sometimes, being wanted is far more terrifying-and intoxicating-than she ever imagined. One wrong look. One defiance. One touch. And nothing will ever be the same again.

"Marry him, or lose everything." Arya never chose to belong to Veer Rajput. Not his name, not his touch, and definitely not the fire in his eyes that sees too much. But when her father's silence becomes betrayal, she's bound by the one thing she never wanted: a wedding she can't escape. Veer doesn't want a wife. He wants control. And Arya? She's the storm he never planned for-soft-spoken, stubborn, and dangerously disobedient. Their vows weren't spoken in love. But what happens when hate starts to feel like hunger? An arranged marriage. A power play between obsession and defiance. And a love story carved from ruin. ⚠️ Trigger Warning: Dark romance, emotional manipulation, mature content, toxic family dynamics. Read with care.

In a house where every wall guards a secret and every rooftop whispers a love story, Zara and Khizar have grown up side by side-cousins, co-conspirators, and silent soulmates. She's soft-spoken sunshine; he's a storm in a suit. Everyone sees the spark. They just refuse to name it. Then a rishta arrives for Zara, and the façade cracks open, spilling stolen glances, hidden notes, midnight-chai confessions, and a love that has been blooming in plain sight for years. Set in the tangled warmth of an old Islamabad joint-family courtyard, Aangan Ka Raaz is a tale of tradition, teasing, and the kind of love that finally steps into the light-because some secrets are meant to be claimed. Story Rankings #4 in Friendship #7 in Pakistan #1 in WattpadPakistan #10 in Inseparable #82 Romance-Friendship #122 in DesiRomance

Falak Kayani is a chaos in wheels and breaks laws out of boredom, & Rayyan Reza carries the badge with silence and dignity, somehow, fate conspired to bring them together. _____________________________________________________ Falak comes from the kind of money that could wipe the blood off the crimes, even if she committed them in broad daylight on national TV. Her family is political, powerful, filthy rich, and (allegedly) tied to some kind of mafia. But they swear it is generational wealth and they use it for philanthropy. But she doen't have any of the peace they flaunt, or any of the. brakes that an average driver uses on the car. Or just the sheer respect for any kind of law or rule. Her parties are loud, her races are illegal, her cars are expensive, and she is drunk half the time and the other half of the time, she lands herself in the police station, where Rayyan Reza is fed up with her visits. Yet he is unimpressed by her actions, doesn't care about her last name, and is the only one with the audacity to handcuff her and impound her car. He is calm. She is a chaos. He arrests her. She flirts and winks at him. And when she thinks she can outrun her grief... he is the one who stays.

❝𝙈𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙪𝙩 𝙠𝙞 𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙞 𝙝𝙪𝙣.❞ (I pray for your death). My 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 I 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠. 𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟, 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. ❝ 𝙋𝙝𝙞𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙝𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙣𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙪𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙞.❞ (Then let's see just how strong your hate is). *** Full Desc Inside. 1 in #muslim

"Five nights. Spend five nights with me and I will let your brother go." "I don't spend my nights in brothels." *** Full summary inside. Student x teacher Forced proximity Age gap Hate to love #1 muslimlovestory 06.25.25 #1 southasian 07.10.25 #1 muslim 12.02.25