𝙨𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙈𝙚 (𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙-𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚)

Some connections don't begin with love. They begin with disturbance. Ulfat lives a life wrapped in protection-every step watched, every choice weighed. Safety has always come at the cost of freedom. She knows the rules. She breaks them anyway. Rehman is a man of control, not confession. Power follows him in silence, and violence waits behind his restraint. He was never meant to notice her-yet once he does, the world rearranges itself around that mistake. What grows between them is not gentle. It is instinct before intention. Protection before desire. A pull that feels spiritual, unsettling, inevitable. As danger tightens and boundaries blur, Ulfat must face a terrifying truth: the safest place may be the one that costs her the most-and the man who never asked to hold her might be the only one who can. This is not romance written in promises. It is written in restraint. In unspoken loyalty. In a connection that touches the soul before it ever touches the skin. Roohaniyat-where love is felt before it is named.

He ruled the city with bullets, blood, and fear. No one looked into Rehman Dakait's eyes and lived to tell the tale until she did. She walked into his world like a mistake he should've killed. Soft hands, innocent eyes, a mouth that challenged every rule he made. He wanted peace. She gave him war. He wanted control. She made him lose it. He wanted to stay away. But she tasted like sin... and he'd been starving his whole life. In the underworld, love is a weakness. But with her, it becomes his most dangerous obsession. This isn't love. This is possession. This is Rehman Dakait's Dark Romance.

"You are not going to leave me. No matter what. IS. THAT. CLEAR?" His voice was a low, inhuman growl. I froze. "And what made you think that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, thumb pressing hard, fingers digging into my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes-dark, unblinking-held something far more terrifying than rage. Obsession. He leaned in, whispering at the hollow of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment the thought of leaving me crossed your mind... you called the devil himself." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed, pulling my face closer, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me human... but only you can bring out the monster every single time." "You're not the man I loved. You're not the man I married." My voice trembled, my body shaking at the darkness I had never seen. That night, Roop saw the man she had married-Not the one she loved. But the one the world feared. Her husband. Her tormentor. Her predator. Her Dev. The man who was once her home had become a golden cage. She was now the prisoner of the mafia king the world called insane-a monster carved from shadows and power. Yet sometimes the world is so cruel, and love so blinding, that even a cage can feel like heaven. He wasn't a jealous man. He was territorial- And his kind of territory ended bloodlines, not conversations. A war between fire and ice. Between obsession, hunger, and power. Between a girl desperate to escape the world- And a man who would burn the world to keep her safe. Or more precisely... to keep her with him. Welcome to the beginning of Roop and Deva's story. A tale of possession. Madness. And a love that was never meant to be gentle.

In a world where bloodlines are battlefields and loyalty is a death sentence, Veena Mobeen is a masterpiece of deception. To the elite of Karachi, she is the refined daughter of a powerful patriarch but in reality, she is an undercover Indian operative embedded deep within enemy lines. Her mission is the most dangerous of her career, to infiltrate the ruthless Lyari underworld, map its connection to transnational terrorist organisations and dismantle the network before it can ignite a regional firestorm. Standing in her way is Uzair Baloch, the second in command to the most feared man in the city, Rehman Dakait. Uzair is a man forged in the shadows of a relentless turf war, cold, calculated, and seemingly untouchable. He is the iron fist that enforces the gang's rule and the gatekeeper to the intelligence Veena needs. He has survived a lifetime of bullets and betrayals by trusting no one, making him the ultimate target for her strategic seduction. But as Veena weaves her web, the architect of the lie finds herself trapped in a structure of her own making. What began as a cold blooded play for information spirals into a raw, primal obsession. Uzair's devotion is as terrifying as it is absolute, his touch awakens a hunger in Veena that her training never prepared her for. Their story is a high stakes collision of national duty and forbidden desire. As the lines between her mission and her heart blur, Veena is forced to play a lethal game, to stop a terror plot, she must betray the man who has claimed her soul.

This story is about the two lovers Meera and Arjun. They know each other from teenage both are deeply in love with each other but they don't confess to each other. So this is the journey of two lovers, how they confess to each other and how their life changes whey they met after five years.how their families react to their relationship how they will face ups and downs in their life and how they will reach till the end. Disclaimer: this is my first story, sorry if there are any mistakes. Please ignore it

Just ishman being ishman ✨💖

He was just supposed to protect me. Not ruin me with-that damn smile. A spoiled rich brat. A dangerously composed bodyguard. Lines were never meant to blur. A slow-burn bodyguard x rich boy romance packed with unresolved tension, stolen glances, and a smile that was never meant to be his.

Akriti hates cheaters. According to her, ❝Once a cheater, always a cheater.❞ After being cheated by her friend-turned-lover-turned-husband, Akriti divorced him and decided to give her life a break. With responsibilities of being a single mother dangling on her shoulders, there was no place for love. ♡♡♡ When Akriti Goyal's father saw his eldest daughter stressing about her life problems, he gave her a task in her work to divert her mind. At 32, being a single mother to a four-year-old son wasn't easy. And, falling in love with the man she was working for was even harder! Yash Gill knew he did wrong, and he was ready to repent. He needed his love and son beside him. The only problem? He had already wasted the chance his wife, or better, ex-wife gave him four years ago. When Shlok Shah met the lead interior designer of his hotels, he knew he was going to lose his mind and sanity. She was his teenage crush and he could've proposed her if not for her boyfriend (Yash). Moreover, their relationship was forbidden in the society; she was two years older to him. Did he care? No. Could Akriti find the Mr Right for her and her son? ♡♡♡ Not your conventional Wattpad ending; you're warned! Weekly updates. Copyright © 2023 Meteor Knight All Rights Reserved.

The story of Monami and Karan after param bhaiya got arrested All those things happened in the one year leap period in my imagination.