𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 , 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕 , 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 "Excuse me! Is this the way to talk to someone? Don't you have any manners?" He yelled at her, his voice heavy with frustration and disappointment. "Excuse me, Mr. Aap hote kaun hain mujhe manners ka gyaan dene waale? And by the way, you're also at fault here. So don't try to act oversmart with me," she shot back firmly and walked away, muttering under her breath.... "Aaye bade mujhe fazool ka gyaan dene waale Gyaani Baba!" *************************************************************** "Hey Bhagwan! Aaj toh sach mein pata chal gaya ki duniya gol hai!" She exclaimed.. "Yeh kaha se hamaare training commander nikle? Ab kya hoga agar unhe kuch yaad aa gaya toh...? Tu toh gayi, Shivi beta!" ******************************************************** Lost in thought, she kept glaring at him, silently fuming. "Papa ko bhi poori duniya mein yahi namuna mila tha shaadi ke rishte ke liye?" She muttered in her head. "Na Baba Na! Yeh anarth nahi hone doongi main! Chahe sir kalam kyu na ho jaye mera... Meri kurbaani yaad rakhi jaayegi itihaas ke panno mein!" And then chuckled to herself "Heh... heh... heh..." But no one knows what's written in destiny... Except your Ikaa, of course 💁‍♀️ (And if you want to know too , then what are you waiting for? Continue reading the story!) ©️All rights reserved Ikaa_writes

"Arush! Please don't do or say something that you're going to regret later." "Just stop it, Aadhya! I thought you would know your limits but no, you had to destroy everything. Do you even know how important this project is? Do you even know what achieving this project means to my parents? What do you even know about fulfilling your parent's dreams when you don't have one?" Arush left the room in a fit of anger without realizing the havoc his words have created in Aadhya's heart. Shocked would be an understatement for what Aadhya is feeling at this moment. All the memories of her past, sweet and bitter are hitting her strongly but she didn't shed a single tear. Is her heart really calm or is this the calmness before an upcoming storm? Sometimes it doesn't take a weapon to inflict pain, all it needs is a hurting word from your close ones.

"There are a lot of things you don't know about me." She raised her eyebrows. "I love fish, I catch cold very easily, I dislike pets and I like you." She stopped eating and looked at him wide-eyed. "What?" She started coughing. "Sorry." He passed her a tumbler of water and she gulped it down swiftly, her hands shaking as she dropped the cup on the table and looked up at him completely out of words. He smiled and sat back on his chair. "Yes Maryam, I have loved you for a long time, but I didn't realize it until now, and holding it is not something I can do anymore." "I...I...ya Muhammad..." she started but he cut her off, "you don't have to answer right now, just think about it. I don't want to force anything on you, I'll accept whatever decision you make." He smiled and went back to eating. She sat there awkwardly and couldn't even eat. She couldn't believe what he had just told her. She is Maryam Abubakar He is Muhammad Abduljabbar And this is their story😉❤️

Maya Sharma battles to save her family's struggling horse ranch from financial ruin. With her father in a nursing home and debts piling up, Maya feels the weight of responsibility on her shoulders. Her childhood friend and longtime companion, Akshay, urges her to sell the ranch and move to the city with him, but Maya's loyalty to her family's legacy keeps her rooted. Desperate for a solution, she reluctantly agrees to meet with Dev Malhotra, a coldhearted yet successful businessman known for reviving failing properties. As Maya and Dev clash over control and vision for the ranch, an intense and unexpected attraction develops between them, leading to a complicated love story where passion, loyalty, and determination intertwine.

"Kabir killed his brother." Her voice hoarse as she tried to utter in between her cries . "Whose brother, Mom." I asked in a panicked tone . My voice trembled as tears stung my eyes. "Ranvijay Singh Rathore." I froze at my place at the name I heard. ------ And that's where it all began.

The story is set in 1960s-70s in a village area. A girl was married off at the young age of 11 to a 13 year old boy. As they grow does anything change for the girl? This is a story of timid housewife who considers her family as her whole world and a husband who becomes obsessed with his wife. ☆ Warning - This story contains themes which might not sit well with everyone. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It contains mature themes. I know story is set in 60s-70s and that too in village. So I am just giving you guys a heads up. Readers discretion is advised.

𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃:- He is rude and arrogant in the business world, but with his family, he is warm and light-hearted. He is a powerful businessman with significant influence both in India and internationally. He also holds considerable power in politics, to the extent that even the Prime Minister cannot make decisions without his permission. 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐇𝐋𝐈:- Advika is a confident and ambitious woman from Delhi. She worked hard to become the Prime Minister's secretary. Coming from an upper-middle-class family, she is smart, independent, and not afraid to speak her mind. She values her freedom and stands out in both sarees and Western clothes. Around family and friends, she shows her kind side, but she always makes a strong impression. Dive into their story to know more about them...

She was alluring, competent, hardworking and... 'A believer of True Love...' What will happen, when a handsome billionaire, equally dexterous and hardworking, will fall in love with her and that too at first sight? She had never-ever expected anything like that to happen to her...it was like... 'A dream come true...' When she will realise that he is the man of her dreams... in every aspect, a man who is perfect for her... when she will realise that he is her 'True Lover...' , will she accept his love for her? ...Or will the thought of, "Am I good enough to be the girl of this perfect man...?" ...Stop her from becoming his? **Please feel free to share any advice to make this story better** **The credit for the photos used in this story goes to the original and rightful owners** **There are chances of grammatical and spelling errors in this story** **Also, I'm not a real writer** **Please Vote and Comment**

A student professor arrange marriage romance ｡⁠*⁠♡✧⁠*⁠。 ✧She was his gravity , his fucking planet and he was lost without her ✧ (⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠) TROPES- Arrange marriage ✓ Age gap ✓ Student × Professor ✓ Grumpy × Sunshine ✓ Slow burn✓ Jealousy ✓ Green flag ✓ #2 in youngadult #3 in comdey-drama #9 in cute #4 in cute #4 in agegap

#BOOK 1 IN CHRONICLES OF LOVE SERIES "𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒆𝒌 𝒏𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒚𝒂, 𝑫𝒊𝒍 𝒑𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒋𝒉 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒂." ~💗~ Arzaan Shah Ghazi is ruthless and enigmatic. He returns to his home after five years in Turkey, where he built a reputation as a feared mafia boss. Beneath his cold exterior lies a man fiercely loyal to his childhood love, Zairah Rahman, his cousin uncle's daughter, the one person who has always held his heart. Zairah Rahman is sweet, caring, and adored by her family. She is everything Arzaan is not. A college student with a bright future, she has always feared Arzaan's intimidating aura and the dark stories surrounding him. But her world shatters when she's forced into a marriage with him, a man she neither trusts nor understands. When a sudden accident occurs, Zairah is faced with the secrets and truths that turn her life upside down. As she struggles to decide whether her husband is a threat or her protector, will she be able to reveal the truths about her family?