─── ⋆⋅♡⋅⋆ ─── 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥,𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. ─── ⋆⋅♡⋅⋆ ─── "Tum sirf meri ho. Kisi aur ke baare mein sochna bhi mat jaan le loonga uski." Her heart stuttered violently in her chest as her wide eyes locked onto his. "Dushman ki beti hoon," she whispered, fragile but defiant. He leaned closer, his breath fanning her lips. "Meri biwi ho." "Agar dushmani khatam nahin hui toh?" she dared, voice trembling. "I don't care," he growled, jaw set hard. "You are still my wife." Her pulse thundered in her veins. "What if my family takes me back?" His eyes flared, no hesitation in his answer. "Then it's a fucking war. And you, my Noor, are worth every fucking war." ─── ⋆⋅♡⋅⋆ ───

The story is set in late 1980s. A woman who has full faith in her husband and loves him to core and a man who'll do anything to protect his family but finds it hard to express his emotions. Will there story be like every other couple in that era or does fate has something else stored for them? ☆ Warning: This story contains mature themes. Some things (like religion, mention of texts) are written for fictional purposes only. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. So I am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

The story is set in early 1990s in a rural area. A bond is formed due to the promise of honour and respect. A marriage out of necessity and maybe a little bit of obsession. A girl filled with the hope of love and a guy completely enamored by her. How will their life unfold? ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It is inspired by the serial named "Begusarai". But only inspired, the story is completely mine. As I said before this is based in a rural area so am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

Alam e Muhabbat - عالم محبت ✹ 𝗡ineteen-year-old Anabiya Khan is a lovely definition of purity. Sheltered all her life, she is hesitant to step out of her shell and has yet to unravel her limitations. However, despite her seemingly sealed fate, destiny maneuvers her controlled life to accidentally collide with the most brutal embodient of raw masculinity, completely changing her life as she knows it. For the 𝘁hirty-one-year-old Punjabi feudal lord Sardar Jalal Alam Shah, his pleasurably hedonistic life is destined to be upended by the flames of an intense newfound love. Yet, unbeknownst to Anabiya, he's willing to risk it all. Set in the rural areas of PAKISTAN, Ishq Zaat unfolds a social romantic tale of two strayed souls observing a divergent elemental life indulged in desperation, grief, and separation-but, above all, by the selflessness of their ISHQ! * * * The story عِشق ذات mentions materials such as profanities, obscene language, graphic violence, and other mature themes. FEUDAL ROMANCE POWERPLAYS | #1 Copyright ©2025 by Husna

A story of a businessman who waited. A story of a princess who waited. Their story is surreptitious, where they hide from the eyes that are upon them all the time. Ironically, they live by the phrase 'jab pyaar kiya to darna kya,' which means why fear when you have decided to love; when love itself gives you the strength to fight? They both meet when years of wait becomes yearning, when a moment of glimpse becomes the love of a lifetime, and when love becomes devotion. She escapes the royal chambers that are a prison for her just to meet him. He defies every rule that acts as a shackle on his feet just to meet her. And they meet. In the darkness and in the light. In the water and on the land. In the chambers and in the open. Only to keep their relationship a secret. But for how long? Does love that hides can still be called love? Explore the love story that stands on hope, wait, devotion, and courage.

The heart is a complicated thing, it's supposed to keep you alive. Situated in the left side of your chest, pumping blood through your body to keep you going. Then, Nandini wonders, how can it betray her like this. It's supposed to beat for Nandini, with the sole purpose of keeping her alive, so how can it start beating for someone else? 18+

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"please... treat her well. That's all I'm asking. Respect her, care for her. I know it's not fair, not to you or her, but this is fate. You were both caught in the middle of it. What's done is done now. she's in our home now. Our responsibility. And I just-" her voice broke slightly, "I just want to know she'll be safe with you." For a long moment, he didn't say anything. When he spoke, his voice was quiet. Even. Measured. "I'll respect her. I promise you that." He turned to look at his mother. "I will never mistreat her," he added after a beat. "That's the only thing I can promise right now." "That's all I ask." He nodded slowly. "I won't hurt her. Ever. But I can't give her... more than my respect."

𓇢𓆸 ꜱʜᴀʜᴍᴇᴇʀ ᡣ𐭩 ʟᴀɪʙᴀ "Wo humare wo neighbour hai na, jinke paas wo safed kutta hai, americano skomo dog.." "American Eskimo," he corrected lazily, a small smile tugging at his lips.

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