𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒗 𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒚𝒂𝒑,is a rich businessman of the state. His wife Kavya was the only love of his life. He had a crush on her since their college days. Finally he proposed her and they got married. There dream of 'happily ever after' could not come true. They were married for 2 years when Aadya was born and Kavya lost her life while giving her birth. It broke Aarav completely. Now the only source of his survival was his 6 months old daughter, Aadya. It was then when his parents suggested him to marry again. He couldn't help but to marry again for the shake of her beloved daughter. .. ... 𝑯𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂, a simple girl but unfortunately a widow. Her husband died just after ten days of their wedding due to heart attack. Her in-laws blamed her for her husband's death and she was thrown out of the house. Her parents forced her to marry again and that too with a man who was a father of 6month old daughter. What twists and turn will Aarav's and Hridya's lives take place? Will they ever accept each other?

" How about I bend you over and remind you just how good I used to feel inside you?" " Yes" " Good girl," ****** After losing her because of his carelessness and pride Luca Vincenzo is determined to win Katherine Westbrook back, a woman who came into his life and turned everything around but there are obstacles in the form of an engagement ring and her anger. But he doesn't care, he'll do anything to have her back, the question is; Can that fire between them be rekindled again? Would Luca be able to win her back? Find out. ( This is a book 2 of The Billionaire's Naughty Maid )

While Aliya prayed for a righteous husband, Imran prayed to become one. One carried a notebook full of duas. The other carried a heart full of regrets She heard his name long before she saw his face. A billionaire feared by everyone. A girl who wanted nothing except a man who feared Allah. Between them lies a missing body, buried secrets, family betrayals and a promise made years before they were born. Some love stories begin with "I love you." Theirs began with a secret. - 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐑𝐀𝐍 🥀❤️‍🔥

In a home where love was a currency, she was always bankrupt. Her parents' affection was reserved for the twin who reflected their every hope, leaving her to inherit the hushed comparisons and soft dismissals. She was constantly reminded of her lesser worth, but she never imagined her marriage would be a cast-off from the twin who was truly desired. Offered as a consolation prize, she expects only disappointment in a loveless union. Yet, the journey of marriage becomes an unexpected path to self-discovery. The Color Of My Own Sky is a story of the invisible bruises that shape a soul, and the battle to finally find the courage to paint your own brilliant horizon. Nov. 3 ©deey_jah

A story set up in the 1920s... Peek to know more... Vikram fell in love with Suhani before she even knew he existed. And when destiny gave him a chance - he didn't let her go. He married her. But she never knew... his heart had already chosen her long ago. A story of unspoken love, quiet longing, and a husband who waited - patiently, silently - for his wife to fall in love too. See how life changes after marriage ..... By Purelybutterfly 🦋

Then, without breaking eye contact, he slowly straightened himself. His weight shifted from my lap as he rose to sit, his movements unhurried. Sitting in front of me, he looked down at me for a brief moment before raising both hands. "...Remove this... fucking veil, Mrs. Rathore." His tone was firm, yet strangely composed. His fingers reached the edge of my veil. Holding the delicate fabric carefully between both hands, he slowly lifted it away from my head. The soft cloth slipped over my hair and shoulders before leaving my face completely uncovered. The moment I felt the cool air against my skin, I instinctively lowered my head. "...Don't say dirty words," I mumbled quietly. My fingers immediately found each other in my lap, twisting nervously as I avoided looking at him. "...Dirty words?" he asked, one eyebrow lifting in deliberate confusion. "Which one...? He asked..in completely serious tone. Veil... cover... or fuck?" Unable to stop myself, I looked up at him for just a second. "You know very well." I tried to sound serious, though my voice came out much softer than I intended. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Seeing that familiar smirk made warmth rush to my cheeks. Almost instantly, I lowered my gaze again. "...For your knowledge, Mrs. Rathore..." he said calmly. "Fuck isn't a dirty "word." He paused, watching the way my fingers tightened together. "It's an activity." Before I could think of a reply, he bent slightly. His face came closer until I could feel his breath near my ear. His voice dropped into a quiet whisper. "...A dirty activity..." Another brief pause. "...What we're about to do tonight." "...Vikrant..." My eyes widened. Heat spread rapidly across my cheeks as I looked at him in disbelief. Trying to hide my embarrassment, I lightly slapped the center of his chest. "...Bahut badtameez ho rahe ho," I tried to say in a firm tone but failed.

#1 in What's hot list and still counting going on. Allahamdulilah. Thank you my beautiful readers. "You're a bad omen.. If anyone see your face first in the morning then nothing good will happen like it happened with me. " His eyes blazing in anger as he spoke these words. "It wasn't my fault... It was Allah's will.. Please don't say these words I am your wife. " She was crying as she replied. He roughly caught her hair and pinned her to the wall eyes blazing in anger. "Never ever do you say that you're my wife.. Understand??" He spoke as he more gripped her shoulders forcefully as he threw her on the floor. "You filthy rag..you don't deserve me" with that he walked away. He hated her She loved him with all her heart. He treated her like a maid She did all her duties as a housewife. When he needed her she was there before he could call her. When he realised his mistake it was already too late. Cover credit goes to @_PrincessRapunzel_

COPYRIGHT © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!!! . . . "Habiba..." He whispered, searching for the familiarity in her bright eyes. "It's Hanan." "Lies." He reached out to touch her face. She immediately stepped back. "Don't touch me." Her voice was cold enough to freeze the air between them. "I don't lie." She looked him dead in the eyes. "But I do revenge." Najib's expression tightened. "You can deny your name..." "But you can't deny who you are." His voice softened. "You're my Habiba." "I know you are." Hanan let out a sarcastic laugh. "Your Habiba? You've got the wrong woman." "No." He shook his head slowly. "I would recognize you anywhere... In every lifetime." *** Habiba; Not our regular happy spirited Habiba anymore, not the Habiba who once craved the love of her husband, Najib, whom she now detests. All she now craves is to seek revenge and justice from him, for what she's lost and her name which has been tainted. *** Najib; Still our good looking... I should rephrase that to a more good looking billionaire, a wealthy industrialist, and now the most wanted suitor since he's all back to being single again. With all eyes pinned on him, he's got his pinned on the only woman who hates his existence, his ex wife, Habiba. Despite being unable to remember her and their past, his thirst for her continues to grow till they are reunited after three years of growing apart. She aims to destroy him and snatch his happiness, while he aims to have her and make her his at any cost. "Will they both achieve their aims?" *** Started 1 January, 2024. Completed 17 December,2024. Highest rankings~🏆 #1 in a new life on 15-02-04 #1 in Worth reading on 25-08-04 #1 in Vengeance on 22-06-06 #4 in Sequel on 16-01-06 #8 in Wealth on 15-04-04 ©2024 ©All rights reserved

Assertive, decisive, aloof, astute, logical - Tayyib. Cheerful, extroverted, curious, optimistic, rebellious- Nadira. Opposites attract when working with magnets, but it gets complicated when it comes to human relationships. Such a pairing should not exist, but it's inevitable.

After one bad experience, JALILA thought she'd closed herself off to love, building walls to protect her heart. But then AMEER entered her life, determined to break down those barriers. As a feisty and independent woman, Jalila isn't easy to win over, while Ameer's calm and charming demeanor defined his character. But when their eyes met, it was love at first sight. Will Ameer succeed in piercing Jalila's defenses, or will she resist his charms? Fate has a way of bringing people together, and their story is no exception. Read 'A Bond of Fate' to discover if Jalila will let love in, or if her walls will prove too strong to breach."