" 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞. " ╰┈➤◝𝑰𝒕'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕.◜ •.˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ " Narazgi khtm karein. " " Aur woh kyun? " " Kyun k main keh rhi hun. " " Aur main Aap ki baat kyu maanu? " " Main Aap ki biwi hun, isliye. " .°★.ゝ• - 𝑴𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒌𝒉 : ╰┈➤ Waiting to fall in Love. The sweet and kind-hearted teacher who can't say no to anyone. Marriage was never on her mind, but fate had other plans- she married a man who doesn't believe in love. 𝒁𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒓 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏 : ╰┈➤ Doesn't believe in Love. The cold and ruthless CEO of a renowned company. Marriage was never an option for him, haunted by a past he can't forget. But destiny bound him to a woman who holds love close to her heart. . • ★. ° •. Opposites attract, and when fire meets water, sparks are inevitable. What happens when two contrasting souls are tied together in a bond neither expected? To find out, dive into Tere Mere Darmiyan and witness their story unfold. 💌

Figure skater Suraiya karim is a 17 year old hijabi who is in her last year of high school. She despises a certain infamous hockey player playboy named Jacob Williams whose name has become its own verb, is synonymous with trouble and she would rather not cross paths with him. However, due to a bet that she lost, she would have to become the boys servant for the rest of her senior year. Will suraiya keep despising the schools jock(and playboy) or will she start harbouring dangerous feelings for the boy? Or maybe the boy will start to harbour dangerous feelings for her? *this story may have some swear words, if you don't like that then this story isn't for you.*

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.