Sara Malik, a bright and ambitious young woman, is unexpectedly arranged to marry Zayd Nauman, her professor who is seven year older than her. Her biggest nightmare. Zayd is reserved, consumed by responsibilities. The men who killed his own ambitions for comfort of his parents. Sara is full of life and dreams. She is loud, trouble and full of chaotic energy. The sunshine who can filled every ounce of your life with her brightness. Could they navigate their marriage? Could fate be merciful to them? ☆TROUPS☆ Professor/student Marriage of convenience Forced Marriage Arranged marriage Age gap Mature & immature Grumpy & sunshine

In a house filled with traditions, expectations, and unspoken words, Fahad and Hadiya navigate the complexities of love, family, and second chances. Once childhood rivals, then reluctant partners in an arranged marriage, their relationship was never built on grand romantic gestures. Instead, it was forged through teasing, stubbornness, and a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to acknowledge-until everything fell apart. Yet, through distance and discord, Hadiya remains-a steady flame in the dark, a quiet force reminding Fahad that love isn't about grand gestures or perfect moments, but about choosing each other, over and over again. In a world where love is often loud, theirs is found in the quiet; in lingering gazes, in the warmth of shared spaces, and in the spaces between words. "Where the Candle Burns" is a story of love that flickers but never fades, of finding light in the darkest moments, and of two hearts learning that love isn't about falling-it's about staying.

[not a student-teacher romance] [wattpad featured story] For Rabail her entire world revolves around the ideals, traditions, and honor of her family, but fate brings her face to face with one person who clashes with each and everything that is important to her. Suddenly her honored family is not so perfect and slanderous secrets are threatening to come out, and her heart is at risk of falling in love with the man who shattered her ideal world. While life has brought at crossroads of either hurting her family or the man who became so dear to her. Khan's world is limited to his books and his words. His doors are closed to the world and he is content living in his own darkness until Rabail literally forces herself in his life. Once he has gotten a taste of the light that she carries, suddenly his comfortable darkness becomes too suffocating, leaving him with cravings of light. Now, his heart is daring him to live and love, but what about all the times he swore to never trust another soul? ///// Mature [for self-harm]

She has been keeping that secret in her heart for years and years, risking her every relationship. She has been accused. She has been hurt. She has been scarred. But she never defends herself because that means she has to reveal her dreaded past. So what is she hiding that's causing her so much pain and yet she refuses to say anything? Ayla Khan wants to live a life after twelve years of pain and accusations. She wants to have a family. She wants a normal life. She wants to fall in love and she wants to be loved. She wants all that, but without letting anyone know her secret. Zachary Wahab is a lawyer from a respected family. He returns home after years. Only to find his best friend as a social pariah. Rejected and known as a murderer. Yet, no one knows what happened. The woman he trusted with his life won't say a word. So can he trust her without knowing what is behind her sad eyes? Does he still love her? Or can he love her without scraping the scars of her past? (Mature because of some graphic blood scenes) Spiritual #17 😱 MuslimLoveStory #1 😱

One night. One horrific incident. That's all it took to change the course of life for them. Hurts, lies and betrayals. An Emanet to be taken care of. Emanet: something/someone trusted to Disclaimer: This is my work of fiction. So please don't copy. Started: April 28,2023 Ended: December 24,2023

Waleed Asad Bukhari is the ultimate workaholic. With a flourishing tech company to look after, he doesn't have the time or interest for a life outside of it. Neither does he want the wife his mother is imposing on him. That is until he finds himself standing before the girl he knew years ago. He certainly hadn't expected a reunion with Eliza Khan, let alone find out that she was the woman he was going to marry. Eliza Khan is a wild spirit, beautiful in her own way. Not exactly eager to get married or repulsed by the idea of it, she doesn't think much of it when she finds that a handsome man with polite manners was her potential husband. He has lived with memories of her for years, and she. . .doesn't remember him.

When everything else was falling apart, Shehryar gave Laila the job as his assistant. Now here they are months later in a very symbiotic and platonic relationship until Shehryar's past comes face to face and he swears to destroy everything from his past. Can Laila stop him before he loses everything, including her?

Book #4 in the "Bloodlines & Ashes" series (Can be read as a standalone) I had a plan: Go to college, have lots of sex, and eventually become a doctor. Simple, right? Yeah, well, that was the idea until a family secret came out and flipped my whole world upside down. Fast forward to an accident and a kidney transplant later; I'm left wondering who the hell I even am anymore. That's when she came tumbling into my life. A red-haired stranger on the hospital rooftop, barging into my existential crisis, dragging me-literally-away from the edge. (For the record, I wasn't going to jump. Probably.) She's beautiful, fiery, and...insanely frustrating. She refused to tell me her name, declared my parents must be gay, and walked away like she didn't just turn my entire world upside down. Sounds like the start of a great love story, doesn't it? Here's the problem: she doesn't think so. She's immune to my charm, dismisses me as some campus jock, and seems entirely uninterested in giving me the time of day. Naturally, her rejection only makes me more determined to prove her wrong. Enter the deal: tutoring sessions, gingerbread lattes, and endless chances to show her that I'm more than just a guy with good hair and charm. Her story? I need to know it.
 Her trust? I'll earn it. But the closer I get, the more I realize I'm in way over my head. Because, like they say, too much ginger can give you heartburn-and my heart? It's already hanging by a thread.

"You just have no idea." His voice was thick with restraint. "W-what," I breathed. His gaze flicked to my lips as his thumb stroked again. The calloused pad against my soft flesh sent goosebumps down my arms. His once warm eyes were dark as they lifted and bared into my soul. "What you do to... men." His husky whisper weakened my knees. I almost fell but his other hand settled on my hip, pulling me closer to him. "What you do to me," he added on a breath. The hand on my jaw shifted. His fingers left trails of tingles as he slipped them back slowly, under my earlobe and into my curls. *************************************************** As a young girl, Charlotte Avery's favourite pass time was daydreaming about her Prince Charming: Archer Johnson. She never stopped to consider that Archer was her brother's best friend.. Or that he always appeared severely creeped out by her attention. On her 16th birthday, Charlotte received a harsh reality check. Realizing just how embarrassing she had been acting, she swore to never make a fool of herself in front of Archer again. The problem? She is about to head to college and unfortunately it's the same school where Archer is currently the star quarterback. Follow Charlotte during her first year at USC as she juggles new experiences, social anxiety, family drama back home, and avoiding Archer. These are the unintended consequences of an embarrassing childhood crush. *************************************************** Top Ranks: #1 - Hot #1 - Collegeromance #1 - Brothersbestfriend #1 - Football #1 - Brooding #1 - Slowburn #1 - Quarterback #1 - Athlete #2 - Newadult #2 - Player #5 - Badboy #73 - Romance ***************************************************