"I'm not your personal doctor. And why the hell you want me to bandage your forhead when you have long list of girls to do it for you." I said glaring at him who was surely unfazed at my words as a smirk formed on his face at my words. "My My someone's jealous. Aren't you Ms. Dua?" He said clearly enjoying my anger and I wanted nothing but smack his head right at the moment. "I'm not jealous. And get the hell away from me" I replied sternly. He moved towards me and caging me in his arms not giving me a moment to move back. "Last time I checked you're my wife and also a doctor that make you my personal doctor. And about getting away from you I'm never going to do that." He replied. His voice so deadly scaring me to life but I wasn't the one to back out. "I'm not your wife" I said clenching my teeth at him. "You sure tend to forget things easily. But don't you worry Mrs. Dua Hashir Wali khan. I'm here to remind you everything. Just like you left me there hanging and crying for you. I'll do the same to you but It'll be more painful I promise." He said suddenly while I stood frozen to ground. What mess I've been involved myself into. My life sure is doomed. .......................... If you're here to read a typical story of bad boy and good girl, its not your story. My story revolves around family, loyalty and true love. Sometimes love is not enough for a relationship to last we need to make compromises for our loved ones. It's a story of a compromise that someone made to satisfy their family but is it enough to survive whole life. Read my story to find out what happened between the lovely couple of Dua and Hashir which make them hate eachother. Will this hate last long or love will overcome all the hurdles?

Aira never wanted romance. She wanted residency, respect, and a life built on faith - not fantasy. Until a rain-soaked night shift introduced her to Dr. Zayan Mirza, the man who looked composed but held chaos in his chest. Their love grows not in haste, but in softness - chai shared at 3 A.M., stolen glances across ECG monitors, duas whispered instead of confessions. When Nikkah comes, it isn't the climax - it's the beginning. This is not a love story where hearts fall recklessly. It's where two souls fall correctly. A gentle Muslim romance with hospital nights, shy smiles, and a forever built one prayer at a time. AIRA ANSARI • Age: 24 • Profession: MBBS Resident / ER Medical Officer • Personality: calm yet sarcastic, intelligent, emotionally soft but strong, observant, values modesty & growth • Arc: learns to embrace love without losing herself - love as support, not replacement • Weakness: overthinks, hides her feelings • Strength: empathetic, hardworking, spiritually grounded ZAYAN MIRZA • Age: 28 • Profession: Cardiologist / Senior Medical Resident • Personality: composed, sharp intellect, calm exterior with suppressed depth, protective but respectful • Arc: allows himself to feel, to be vulnerable, to choose softness without fear • Weakness: shuts down emotions to avoid pain • Strength: loyal, gentle leader, emotionally safe partner Together they grow - not perfect, but aligned. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

A short story by a rookie writer.Please give it a try though Love is a combination of respect, friendship, understanding, communication and companionship

𝑨 𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒌𝒂𝒉 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 - 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬. 𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏 is the powerful heir of Khan Villa and the respected CEO of Khan Industries. A man who believes control is strength, silence is protection, and emotions are nothing but distractions. Calm, composed, and admired by all, he has spent years building walls no one has ever dared to cross. 𝑨𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒌 is the innocent heartbeat of Shaik Villa. Soft-spoken, kind, and deeply rooted in faith, she finds joy in life's simplest moments. Protected by her brothers and cherished by her family, she has always believed that even the hardest hearts can soften with sincerity. Bound by a nikkah no one speaks of, and separated by years of silence, fate brings them face to face once again. What begins as distance slowly turns into silent rights, unspoken claims, lingering glances, and emotions that refuse to stay buried. She becomes the only person who unsettles his perfect control. He becomes the man who unknowingly teaches her that love isn't always spoken - it is protected, sacrificed, and quietly lived. Some promises survive. Some bonds remain. Some love lasts. [𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚_𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐳]

This is a simple story of two people tied together by the pure bond of marriage This is a journey of respect,responsibility,care and love Zawad Ali Khan Elder son of his parents His parents wants him to get married and he does that Sayeda Nazah Ahmad Elder daughter of her parents Her parents wants her to get married and she does that Read the story to know how they respects the bond of marriage despite having many ups and downs in their journey This is my first story and English is not my first language so please pardon my mistakes and give it a try if you like to experience the growing love between two people. ***I don't own any picture used in the story all the pictures belongs to their owner"

Set in the culturally rich and traditional backdrop of Pakistan, Hania Zafar Ali and Zafar Sherkhan Ali were more than just cousins-they were destined for each other. Born into the same sprawling household, they grew up together, sharing not just rooms and memories, but the unspoken knowledge that one day, they would be husband and wife. In a family where marriages often intertwine relatives to preserve ties and legacies, Hania and Zafar's union was decided at their births. Hania, the youngest and most cherished daughter, is gentle and shy, shielded by her overprotective elder brother Kaif. Zafar, on the other hand, is fiery, headstrong, and possessive-traits that both attract and intimidate Hania. But their seemingly perfect match is tested when their marriage transitions from familial obligation to a deeply personal relationship. Zafar's fiery ego-his anaa-clashes with Hania's quiet devotion, especially when family interference threatens their bond. "Anaa" is a poignant tale of love nurtured over years, challenged by pride and family dynamics, and tested by personal insecurities. Can two people, bound by tradition and destiny, overcome the weight of their own egos to forge a love that is truly theirs?

The first book in Molecular Spaces She marries him for peace. He marries her for protection. Neither expects love. Illiyeen enters Umair's world through an arranged marriage meant to shield her from family politics and silence old wounds. But what begins as a quiet compromise soon unravels into something deeper-intimacy, trust, and the slow, aching unraveling of two guarded hearts. Set against the backdrop of generational trauma, village legacy, and the quiet rebellion of love, Mehram follows Illiyeen and Umair as they navigate family reckonings, emotional repair, and the kind of closeness that makes them question everything they thought they knew about marriage.

She grew up hearing one thing only- "He is your husband. Serve him. Respect him." At just seventeen, Ayat Raees is the fragile flower of the haveli, too innocent to understand love, yet bound by a nikah that was written in her childhood. And then there's him- Wali Raees. Thirty years old. Cold. Untouchable. The man who carries the entire Raees legacy on his shoulders. To the world, he is ruthless and dominant. To her, he is a stranger who makes her heart race with both fear and longing. He never asked for her. Yet he will never let her go. Because in his world, Ayat has always been his-by name, by blood, by fate. But when innocence collides with dominance, when fear begins to twist into forbidden desire... will the fragile bride survive the storm of the man called Wali Raees?

Their marriage was built on family ties, not love or at least, that's what he believed. To him, it was a responsibility. To her, it was everything. She entered the marriage with a heart full of hope, believing that one day, he might return her love. But Zayan Malik had long buried his ability to feel, to connect especially with someone who looked at him with such quiet devotion. Seeing that hope in her eyes, he pulled away not out of cruelty, but to protect her from the hollowness inside him. What he didn't realize was that his silence, his absence, his indifference... would shatter her heart more deeply than any harsh word ever could. And when he left without a goodbye, she thought the pain had reached its peak. Until she discovered she was carrying his child.