Phupo's face twisted in fury. "Who is she to you that you keep hitting my son for her? What has she done to you? She's just a characterless whore! No one will marry this girl now!" Her words hit me like a blade. Characterless. My vision blurred. My throat burned. My entire body was on fire, yet completely numb. I tried to shake my head, to form words to defend myself but nothing came out. Then, I heard it. "Mein karun ga isse shadi." Everything stopped. The breath in my lungs disappeared. My heart pounded so hard I thought it would break free from my chest. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨:~ • Age gap (6 years) • Billionaire romance • Possessive & morally gray MMC • Touch-her-and-die MMC • He fell first, he fell harder • Slow burn • Secret mafia • Protective impulsive proposal • Cousins-to-lovers • Found family

In which a Nawab is torn between love and enmity, and the daughter of his enemy-swept in a web of deceit amidst a blood feud-is trapped by his desire for revenge and lured by his grey eyes. ❝ You have two options: be killed as retribution or be tied to me forever. ❞ A blood feud. Two souls. Intertwined fates. Two families engulfed in darkness, money and greed. A quest for power can lead to ruination. To fall in love is to be led astray. Mehrzads were one of the most influential family in the country, and in Dashkor, they were royals. When the sister of the Mehrzad Nawab is attacked by a Bakhtiar, one of their rivals, all hell breaks loose. The Nawab of Dashkor, Faris Mehrzad Shah, seeking vengeance, is prepared to cross any limits. Ghazal Bakhtiar has led a quiet, some would argue, sheltered life. Having a younger brother destined to follow the path of her father, and being the younger, second daughter, she lives in the world of her own ambitions, away from political intrigues and family drama. While her father tries to build an empire, she wants to escape away from her family and chase her own dreams. But for her family, she is too pure, too naive for the cruel world. She has always believed her parents are wrong, and longed for freedom, until one fateful day changes it all. Caught in the crossfire, she soon finds out just how cruel the world can be when she lands in the arms of cruelty personified, that is, the notorious Nawab himself. Will the strings that have bonded them together be colored with more blood or love?

"when all lines of obsession blurs" I want give much hint u peep into the story

#2 - muslim | 15-12-2021 #2 - muslim love story | 15-12-2021 #3 - forbidden | 1-08-2021 #2 - spiritual | 9-09-2022 #4 - intense | 17-12-2021 #3 - twists and turns | 8-08-2022 #6 - desi | 23-12-2021 #14 - islamic love story | 27-03-2021 #11 - love at first sight | 22-12-2021 #14 - forbidden | 12-11-2021 #22 - lovestory | 13-10-2021 #16 - indian | 15-10-2021 #25 - urdu | 29-08-2022 #23 - marriage | 12-12-2021 #21 - india | 16-12-2021 #15 - singer | 6-11-2022 ••• "This feels so right." Ayaan whispered, putting my hair behind my ear. Making butterflies appear in my stomach. "Wh-What?" I asked nervously. "You being My Wife." He said staring at me with such intensity in his eyes, making me blush. Hearing him calling me His wife, did something to my heart. "You were the one who kidnapped Mustafa, weren't you?" I asked suspiciously. A chuckle escape his lips, making him even more handsome than he is. "Yes." He agrees. "Why?" I gasped. "Jaan Ho Tum Mere, Zoya. Aese kaese Mein Tumhe Kisi Aur Ka Hone Deta." He growls possessively, pulling me closer to him.

A devil rules a land of sin, whose soil whispers forbiddance. Zyran didn't know the meaning of desire being burned and one forced to be quiet. Until she came meandering into his land. All he wanted was her the moment she came before his eyes. A mistake of hers. According to him. Until he knew her biggest mistake. Her still loving her dead husband. "You are mine, no matter what." He say out loud for her to hear. "I am a widow." She again presses on the same thing. He smile at her, "A fucking cherry on the cake." Dark romance| 18+

"𝙏𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙝𝙞 𝙟𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙩𝙝𝙞 𝙬𝙤𝙝 𝙟𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙝𝙞 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙬𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙖," He spoke, his words hard as his dark ebony eyes bore into mine, his jaw tight as he took a step closer to me. "𝙈𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙮𝙚 𝙣𝙝𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙠𝙧𝙩𝙞," I let out, forcing strength into my body as my knees wavered under his gaze, my hold tightening on my dupatta. "𝙆𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞 𝙬𝙤𝙝 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝, 𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙠𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙮 𝙠𝙞 𝙯𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞 𝙗𝙝𝙞 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞. 𝘽𝙖𝙙𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙝 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙝 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙞 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙠𝙞 𝙣𝙖 𝙝𝙤, 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙝𝙞 𝙪𝙨𝙠𝙞 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙯𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙝𝙞 𝙠𝙧𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙣 𝙠𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙝." My heart hammered in my chest at his words. ✦ Twenty two year old Dariya Shahzad finds herself thrust into an arranged marriage in order protect her family's name when her foreign cousin is found in a compromising state with an unmarried woman. Promised to h er foreign cousin's powerful friend, the heir of the Singh family, the thirty year old intimidating, ruthless and wealthy Sardar Arslan Singh, Dariya battles with her feelings towards the man, and also with the strange happenings that plague her haunted family mahal. - D I S C L A I M E R : This story is a romance set against a horror backdrop.

What happens when an innocent girl collides with the man the entire world fears? The Mafia King, Alex Roy whose single glance makes people tremble yet, for the very first time, he found himself... afraid. Afraid of her. "Say sorry, Mr." she demanded, her voice calm yet unshakable. One of his guards scoffed, stepping forward. "Do you even realize who you're talking to?" Zoya's eyes sparkled with a strange fire. "Yes. To the man who spilled my coffee. Oh, my poor lovely dream in a cup," she replied, utterly unfazed. The guard was about to lash out, but Alex simply lifted his hand, silencing him instantly. To everyone's shock, the Mafia King lowered his head ever so slightly and whispered, "I'm sorry. It's my fault." The silence that followed was deafening. His guards froze in disbelief unable to process what they had just witnessed. But Zoya? She only smiled sweetly and said, "Good boy." And in that moment, Alex Roy the untouchable king of darkness realized one terrifying truth. She wasn't afraid of him. He was afraid of losing her.

Title : °{Noor e Mehtab} ° Translation : ||MOONLIGHT|| 🥀🥀🥀 •"If she knew fate would take such turn of events, she would have never stepped in the land where he roamed, never caught his eye and never faced him again"• He was the Sardar from the village who owned the power, crushed the people who defied him and made them familiar with such barbaric fate that made the looming monsters quiver. His fear was deeply engraved in the hearts of people and nobody could dare infuriate him if he adored his precious life. He was the arrogant, heartless and cruel Sardar Badar Nauraiz Shah. She was a girl with big dreams from the city who was humble and cared for the people around her. She was a kind soul. Not familiar with village politics and the greed for power. She was raised in love and care. She was naive, humble and optimistic Shanzay Malik. It was a mere coincidence, a totally unexpected encounter, barely few glimpses, and she got the feeling that his dark obsidian orbs darker than the night itself laced with depth of oceans were going to haunt her for a long time. 🥀🥀🥀 •An enticing tale of sudden encounters, unexpected feelings, a journey of trials and painful beginnings• 🥀🥀🥀 Cover and Aesthetics made by me; ©zephyra_9 (Images used for edits from Pinterest) Copyright infringement and plagiarism is a serious crime, and the offender would be dealt accordingly. No part of this book can be used, printed or displayed in any way without my permission. (All rights reserved to ©zephyra_9) This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to a person or incident is purely coincidental. ________________ #1 in sardar (July 10th, 2023) #1 in haveli (August 24th, 2023) #1 in feudalism (October 29th, 2023) #1 in protective (December 9th, 2023) #1 in heartless (May 5th, 2024) #1 in feudallord (May 30th, 2024) #1 in dominance (January 22nd, 2025) ________________