"Say it." He whispered, stepping closer to me. "I love you too." I finally admitted, my cheeks flushing dark in embarrassment. I couldn't believe I just said that out loud, to a man I was going to marry in few days. "I want to spend my whole life with you." I added slowly. "Forever?" Usama asked, holding my wrist gently as he towered over me. I tried to pull it away but his hold was stronger. My heart was beating so frantically inside my chest due to his proximity that I feared that I might have a heart attack. "Forever." I replied and tugged my hand free. Passing him a shy smile, I pushed him away and rushed out of his room before anyone could see. Little did I know, this forever is not going to last very long. •°•°•°• Noor Asghar Khan couldn't be more contented with her life. Her marriage was fixed to a man she had always admired, she had recently graduated from country's best arts school with a gold medal, her father had been promoted to vice president of his company and her sister secured herself a seat in a top tier medical school. All in all, she was happy with the way her fate turned out to be. But what is life without a little tragedy?

Arziyan ~ A collection of short stories. Ranking 27 in #pakistan - 22 june 2025 Ranking 14 in #pakistan - 25 june 2025 Ranking 18 in #pakistan - 29 june 2025 Ranking 6 in #short - 2 july 2025 Ranking 7 in #cousinmarriage Ranking 2 in #moments - 28 july 2025

[NOT EDITED] "Can you... marry my brother?" "Your brother, Ibrahim? But... Isn't he married?" I recall the conversation we had before. "He was, but he is divorced now. He has a kid, Hairah. Ali is only one." I can see tears brimming in her desperate eyes."Why would you suggest me?" "Because I know, only a heart like yours cannot refuse to give Ali a mother." I try my best to keep my breath and body calm. * Divorced. A kid. Not everyone's fairy tale prince. But she wills to be a mother to an innocent motherless child. * Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala said: فَاِ نَّ مَعَ الْعُسْرِ يُسْرًا  "Verily, with hardships comes ease" [Quran; 94:5] ___ 1 in #spiritual out of 30k stories 1 in #wattpadindia out of 3.28k stories 1 in #islam out of 9.22k stories 3 in #divorce out of 14k stories 2 in #muslim out of 12.4k stories 1 in #muslimlovestory out of 2.2k stories 1 in #halal out of 4.28k stories #WattpadIndia Edit- AwesomeAreej Started on - 22/10/22 Ended - 01/01/23

-"Ibrahim Abis" An introvert , 26 years old, handsome, intelligent, cold, is a professor "Mujhe rules pasand hen or perfection bhi because perfection is not just a goal; it is the way of life" -"Jannat Jamal" An extrovert, 19 years old , beauty with brains , student at the same college studying neurology "Is dunya me koi bi perfect nhi he isliye galtian sbse hotin hen or zindagi me mza rules tor kr hi ata he" **************** What will happen if these two cousins who are South and North are tied in the purest relationship of Nikkah by their families? When they both have a past effecting their present and maybe future. What challenges will they face when Ibrahim is not ready to give this marriage a chance because he thinks of Jannat as a kid because of her being 7 years younger than him and also his student ? Tropes Professor X student Cold X soft Cousins Sister's best friend **************** MY OWN IMAGINATION AND WORK 💯 DO NOT COPY ❌🚫 And also English is not my first language and if by any chance this story matches any real incidents or people then it is a mere coincidence every thing is my imagination except for few places ~Enjoy ❤️

*UNDER EDITING When they have get into a forced Marriage for some causes, how their life turned up side down in one day" Aayat and Zaviyaar, who used to be best friends, before being cousins, got detached for some reason, will the be same when they meet again with Each other. "What's happening will you tell us?" Zaviyaar asked irritated as the fiasco happening around him. "Dad want your Nikaah with Aayat" His father notified him Zaviyaar darted at him astonished "Are you hearing what you are saying? i can't do it" Aayat denied for the marriage. Aayat Ahmed Khan daughter of Rayan Ahmed, Apka Nikaah Zaviyaar Khan ke sath mukarar kiya jaraha hai kya apko yeh nikaah qubool hai?" Maulvi asked her before reciting some surrah's Aayat looked at Zaviyaar, and he sealed his eyes with her. "Qubool hai {I do}" She whispered looking at him, "Mr. Zaviyaar Ahmed Khan son of Usman Ahmed Khan, Apka Nikaah Zaviyaar Ahmed Khan ke sath mukarar kiya jaraha hai kya apko yeh nikaah qubool hai?"" Maulvi repeated the lines for Zaviyaar as well. "Qubool hai{I do}" He answered looking at Aayat and a tear escaped from her eyes. Let's see what the future holds for them.

#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••

"Me Usmaan ke ilawa kisi bhi mard ke bistar pr sone ka soch bhi nahi sakti" "Naam Nahi Lo Uska!" "Usmaan" Zaakir Khan. A messiah to many, a man of his word, a man strict on his tradition..but one tiny mistake he had done in the blind love of his baby sister. The 29 year old had raised his sister with great love. That he turned a blind eye to his morals just for a second. Little did he know he had been guilt bound for a lifetime now. Qirat Hussein. A bubbly, witty 19 year old girl. Raised by her single mother. She wishes no harm on anyone except a specific 29 year old who turned her world upside down in the name of revenge. She shall now make him regret his actions, his regret will be her revenge! Par shayad is baat se dono anjaan the ..ke is inteqam ki aag me jalne ke bajye do dill pighaljayenge ~KMH THIS BOOK IS SUBJECTED TO BE REMOVED SOON NEEDS EDITING! 1⭐️ Urdu 1⭐️ Khan 1⭐️ Pakistan 1⭐️ Paki 1⭐️ Shaadi 1⭐️ Ishq 1⭐️ Desi 1⭐️ Forced

« Sequel of RÚẞÅRÚ - Í$H¶ » «Stand Alone Book» ~ ZÁ¥¥ÁÑ ~ "The world is all about give and take, Create your OWN°°° ~ Á¥€DÁ ~ "The world is full of fake people, The real is you, YOURSELF°°° ✨✨✨ "Calm me down" His beautiful blue eyes ranked through every inch of my body sitting calmly on his chair. His eyes were glaring in my soul like he wanted to eat me alive. His slender long fingers tapping slowly yet impatiently on the desk infront of him waiting for my answer. I don't know who made him angry again but that was the first time he asked something from me other than the work. But the question was how can i calm him down? I averted my eyes to the floor because his gaze was very intense, piercing my every core with his hardcore death glare. He stood up from his chair making his way towards me as a predator towards his prey. My breath hitched in my throat with fear engulfing me slowly. "How"? I finally dared my voice out and as usual my voice came out low and meak. He stopped a step away from me as i smelled his minty cologne in my nostrils which every time overpower my senses to think properly. "Kiss me" I snapped my head towards him as my eyes widened in response. Is he for real? ✨✨✨ For her, he was her husband, her family after the death of her parents, after the betrayal of her family but For him, She was the burden from his parents, A mere responsibility. She don't love him but still there was a spark of attraction towards him as he was her rightfully married HUSBAND. He disliked her but there was one rule in his life.What was his, Will always remain His. Doesn't matter how much he dislike her, what matters to him was, she has his name and that makes her, HIS. His WIFE. ✨ Two confused souls living in the same roof, same room yet so far. Will they ever be together? ✨ Both were like a closed book. Will they ever try to open up to eachother? Stay tuned with ZÁ¥¥ÁÑ x Á¥€DÁ! Allah Hafiz!

~ ZA¥DAN ~ 'Life is a Game of chess' Move in silence only to say CHECKMATE°°° ~ HA¥AT ~ 'Life can be a game of chess' But with a calm mind, Life can be crystal CLEAR°°° ✨✨✨ "Your name"? He asked as he stood up from his chair, taking slow steps towards me making me take steps backward, his voice extremely dark with a slightest bit of anger, his blue eyes roaming to every inch of my body taking his pleasurable time, as his blue eyes stopped at my eyes and met mine amber one, A chill rustled through my spine. Confusion spread across my face as fear engulfed me. Why is he asking my name? Like he don't know, I really wanted to roll my eyes but held the urge in. "Hayat" I replied confidently as my back hit the wall. A dead end. "Full name"? He asked fully invading my personal space as he placed both his hands on each side of wall trapping me in. We stared at eachother in silence. "Hayat Malik" I replied still staring at him. As the words slipped out of my tongue, a small smirk made its way to his lips. This was a simple action but I could sense danger from his eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something Miss...." He trailed off as he took a hold of my face from his right hand, left hand still on the wall. Tinkles spread across my stomach as his hand made contact with my skin. "Hayat Zaydan Malik" He completed and with that he slammed his lips against mine. ✨✨✨ Just two words took to break everything, Misunderstandings aroused, Their friendship broke, Their bond broke along that unknowningly they broke too. She was in love with her cousin, Her only best friend, Her ZAY. He was in love with his other cousin Rameen. ✨What will happen when they will come face to face after whole 5 years? ✨What will be the end of the pure bond called 'NIKKAH'? ✨Will he get RUBARU with his real ISHQ? Stay tuned with ZA¥DAN x HA¥AT! Allah Hafiz! 1# possessive«45.9k» 1# spiritual «31k» 1# LoveHate«10.3K» 1# jealousy«38.2K

Doctor Layeba Hussain. A renowned neurosurgeon practicing in Lahore after obtaining her degree from United States of America. She is one of those blessed doctors from the hands of whom those on the brink of death come to life again. But will she be able to save the person who was shot thrice in his back. Will she be WILLING to save the nearly-dead person whom she hates with all that she has. The person who threatened to kill her mother, the murderer of her brother. Who also, per chance, happens to be her HUSBAND. Will she save Yazan Ibraheem Khan, the killer of many, the ruination of more? *Impressive rankings: 1st in #urdu on March 23rd' 2021 1st in #muslim on September 25th' 2020 3rd in #khan on September 27th' 2020 2nd in #Lahore on December 10th' 2020 4th in #religious on September 25rd' 2020