Alana and Zavian were cousins. Then friends. Then... oops, husband and wife. It all happened way too fast - one second she's applying to universities, the next she's trying to figure out how to make chai without burning the kitchen because rishta culture won. Alana's a certified grumpy girl, beautiful, moody, and lowkey a menace with the softest heart. Zavian? First-year business student, full-time chill guy, part-time chaos - and somehow now in charge of being a whole husband. They didn't plan this marriage. But now they're stuck figuring it out - with cousins spying, aunties whispering, and feelings creeping in faster than either of them expected. It's halal. It's hilarious. It's chaos with a nikkahnama. -- CRINGE AF

Dania Khan, aka Dani, is a third-year college student with a bubbly personality and a knack for lighting up every room she enters. The loudspeaker of the house, she never runs out of words except when she's around Affan Khan, the elder son. With her honey-brown almond eyes and charming dimples, turning heads comes naturally to her. But what happens when her carefree life takes an unexpected turn and she finds herself trapped in a forced marriage arranged by her own family. Affan Khan-the Hitler of the house. Every cousin trembles at the mere mention of his name. The elders admire and respect him, making him the undeniable ladla of the family. Reserved and emotionally guarded, he rarely expresses his feelings, yet his love for his family runs deep. At just 30 years old, he has already become the CEO of Khan Industries. But what happens when his grandfather suddenly announces his marriage to the daughter of one of his closest friends (A/N: Shhh... it's a secret. Don't tell anyone, okay. He has been in love with our Dania all along. Haan haan, apni Dani ko! Khair, humein kya? 🤭❤️) Troops Cousin marriage. Slow burn One sided love Jealousy in love He fell first and harder Touch her and die Soft girl x arrogant ceo Loud speaker x few words Forced marriage ( ladki ki bhai) 🤭 (𝘼𝙖𝙖𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙝𝙤𝙣 🤧😭)

Rayan Ahamed, a 28-year-old army officer, never wanted this life. Forced into the military by family legacy, the once-vibrant boy is now a cold, distant man trapped in duty, stripped of dreams. Inaya Amin, a 20-year-old dreamer, fled her strict home for love, only to be betrayed and dragged back in disgrace. Now, she's a prisoner in her own house, her spirit broken under the weight of society's judgment. When their families arrange them into a Nikah, it's not about love-it's about restoring honor and obeying orders. Rayan sees it as another command to follow. Inaya sees it as another cage. But as two shattered souls collide, will they remain strangers bound by duty, or will an unexpected spark defy the chains that hold them? Grab your favorite snacks and dive into their journey, where love is the last thing they expect, but the only thing that might set them free. Impressive rankings: #1 in fiction (25/08/25) #1 in Army(29/07/2025) #3 in arranged marriage (3/5/25) #1 in childishness (4/5/25) #2 in husbandandwife (18/5/25) #2 in grumpy (16/6/25) #2 in slowburn (16/6/25)

── .✦ 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐂𝐎𝐌 ✦ 𓈒⟡₊⋆∘˚⊹ ࿔ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐲 ᯓ★ 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧 returns to visit her paternal family after 16 years-only to end up unexpectedly married to her cousin, 𝐙𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢. ᯓ★ She tries everything to stop the marriage-from ruining his mornings to filling his nights with chaos. ᯓ★ But Zain? He's a patient man. ᯓ★ 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝.

Love doesn't always ask for permission. sometimes, it just chooses you. in a crowded mehendi, in a stolen smile, in the middle of the chaos you weren't supposed to survive. And if you're lucky, it chooses you again. every single day- even when the world doesn't. ✨💖 Ayaan X Roshni- how kismet works in twisted ways <3 Ayaan Ansari: A filmy boy- who lights up the room as soon as he enters. he's charming yet insanely fun. for him love exists but it's not all peace and quiet, for him love is chaos. the type of chaos that always has you on your feet yet it never gets tiring. 🫀✨ Roshni Akhtar: A lively girl- she enjoys crowds, she lights up the room but with her elegance. Roshni isn't your typical lively child-like girl. she's lively in ways no one gets. Roshni has had a sad past, she's not your typical fair skinned, tall, featherlike girl- she's more than that. she's strong, mature and not a strong believer of love. 🪷🩷 This book is not perfect!! it's a blend of cousin chaos and loads of scandals. it might touch your heart and might make you a believer of love 🫶

<A mafia princess & the mute kidnapper> At fifteen, Noor Ghazi's world shattered-violence, silence, and scars she could never outrun. She never felt attracted to anyone after that until the night she was kidnapped. Her captor? Azlan Zaarim. Mafia consigliere. Too old. Ruthless. Silent. A man the world feared as a monster, as the hunter. Yet in the shadows, Noor discovers something far more dangerous, his softness and her temptation. She should hate him. She should fear him. Instead, between stolen glances and cracked walls, her chaos collides with his control. She becomes the light he can't resist. He becomes the darkness she can't let go. But when her father is back in her life to take her away, would she choose duty or love? Would she choose childhood or future? A girl who was casted out of her house, stumbled again with a choice, father or lover? and that's a choice no girl wants. Could be read as a standalone.

Note: This is an actual Slow burn. Please proceed accordingly. "How sore are you? Because I wasn't kidding about the strategy thing." Dark eyes glittered mischievously in firelight. "I have years of pent-up frustration to work through, angel. We're in Switzerland for another week." "What do I get in return?" I teased. He blinked, then tilted his head like a wolf considering prey that just turned out to be cleverer than expected. "What do you get in return?" he repeated slowly, amused and intrigued. "This is extortion. My own wife asking for compensation." "Fine. Counter-offer." He turned back to me, "I give you Paris, every city you want. Monaco. Milan. Milan especially because I want to see you in Italian leather." He pressed a kiss to my jaw. "I buy you jewelry that makes the royal family jealous. Rubies, pearls, things that catch firelight, I give the whole country in your hand if you want." His mouth went lower, trailing down my neck. "I eat you out every morning before chai, without exception, rain or shine." He licked the spot between my throat and collarbone, "I eat that cunt as my breakfast till the day I die." His teeth grazed my collarbone next. "And in return, you let me ruin you on every surface in our house." he rasped, "Kitchen counter, bed, shower, floor. That ridiculous stone bench outside on the terrace." He pulled back to meet my eyes. "That is a presidential offer, Mrs. Haider. Do we have a deal?" ~ Hazal Qaim-A politician's daughter and Wasi Orhan Haider-The president of Pakistan are childhood best friends but friends don't always end up being friends. So their fathers suggested marriage, and he rejected her but why? And why did he find another man for her to marry? And why did the groom disappear on her wedding day, only for Orhan to marry Hazal? ~ [Check the first chapter for tropes and introduction, and if you don't like it, feel free to skip. This book contains hindu/urdu dialogues but inner monologues are in english]

𝐒𝐮𝐟𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐞𝐞𝐝 and 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐧 were betrothed to each other as children, it seemed like a fairytale. But life had other plans. Years apart, with no contact, Misha believed the promise was broken, and Sufiyan became nothing but a mere someone, once she was supposed to marry. Now, on the eve of her wedding to someone else, Sufiyan returns-bringing with him the truth of their past, a love she never expected, and a destiny she thought was lost. ────୨ৎ──── "I can't see you marrying someone else, Misha. You've always been mine, remember? From the moment I knew we were betrothed, my heart knew its owner. You'll be marrying me, not someone else." Misha crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow. "Bold of you to show up after all these years and think you can just crash my wedding and claim me. It's too late, Sufiyan-you've lost me." 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬. Tropes: Arranged marriage Childhood betrothal Forced proximity Opposites attract Destined love

Izzah Shah, born into a world of wealth and tradition, is hated by the very family meant to protect her. Trapped in a life of shadows, she moves like a fragile dream, unaware of the danger her beauty and innocence have awakened. Shahmeer Khan-ruthless, powerful, and hardened by loss-never believed in love. But one glimpse of Izzah ignites a dangerous obsession. She becomes his only desire, his weakness, the woman he must possess at any cost. In a world where power rules and hearts are made of stone, love will rise, and with it, destruction.

"𝑨𝒌𝒔"... 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒖𝒙𝒖𝒓𝒚-𝒁𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒌, 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒔, 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒚. 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈... 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕?? 𝑹𝒂𝒚𝒚𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈... 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. "𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐤𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐭𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐛 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢" (𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞; 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞.) ⚘ ⚘ ⚘ 𝑨 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒.... Raaz_e_tasauur_