Cousinlovestory Geschichten

I can never like you to I will never leave youuu. That's what love is! Magical✨ No matter how much you dislike someone, when love happens, everything changes! Let's see how the cousins sidharth khan and shehnaaz ali will fall in love ❤🌸

A cousin love story♡︎ Opposite attracts , right? Yes, It does❤️ Enjoy the beautiful love story of sidharth and his naaz🌷

Ek choti si narm garm si mohabbat ki dastaan woh phele se uske naam thii aur woh bekhabar tha usse " ky woh waqai nhi janta sara" usne nam aankhon se puccha " nahi , usse ye sab yaad dilane se dadu ne mana kiya hai " sara ne ahista se kaha ••• " woh mujhe aise q dekhti hai jaise main uska gunehgar hu" woh bahut takleef se aankhe meech raha thaa A simple love taleee💗 © All rights reserved

A collection of series of different couples! Some happy Some sad Some reality filled Some emotional Sone cousins All in all every emotion to be portrayed in the story! Peep in to see different journeys of different couples

Story of a 14 year old girl who fell in love with her 24 year old cousin. But he hated her very much.

╰┈➤ᴱʰᵃᵃⁿ ᴵʳᶠᵃᵈ ˣ ᴸᵉᵃʰ ᴶᵒⁿᵃᵗʰᵃⁿ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1: ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀɪᴛʜ: ᴍĪʀĀᴛʜ-ᴀʟ‑ꜱᴀʙʀ [ᴀ ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ ꜱᴇQᴜᴇʟ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴀʙʀ] 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐀𝐬𝐫ā𝐫 𝐚𝐥-𝐇𝐚𝐰ā - 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ᴜᴘᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ ₊˚ ✧ ‿︵‿୨୧‿︵‿ ✧ ₊˚ Tears keep flowing endlessly. Our hearts are aching, yet the world is so cruel. Not being able to take it anymore, I run into his arms. He immediately pushes me away, repulsed by my touch. "Don't Leah." He says sternly. "Why not?!!" I scream, finally letting my anger spill. I know he loves me too. So why is he acting so strong? Like none of this affects him. Like my heart means nothing. Like I mean nothing. I collapse into the floor crying desperately. Why isn't there a way for us to be together?? Why did I love him?? Why does my heart ache this way?? When I look up, he's still looking away. As if looking at me alone will burn his eyes. I know he's very firm in his faith, and I always admire him for that. But how can he still be so heartless after seeing me break down like this. When did my Ehaan become this heartless?! His jaw clenches. He finally turns around but still doesn't look at me. He's looking at the ground. "Leah" He calls out. "Let's get married." ₊˚ ✧ ‿︵‿୨୧‿︵‿ ✧ ₊˚ ╰┈➤ ᵀʳᵒᵖᵉˢ ° ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ° ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ° ᴍᴜꜱʟɪᴍ ᴍʟ x ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛɪᴀɴ ꜰʟ ° ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ° ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ° ᴄᴏᴜꜱɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ

The story of her Mr. Wrong becoming her Mr. Right✨ I won't spill the story, for that you need to check the book out💙

╰┈➤ ᶻᵃʸᵃᵃⁿ ᴵʳᶠᵃᵈ ˣ ᴺᵃᶻⁿᵉᵉⁿ ᵀᵃʳⁱq ᶠᵃⁱᶻ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 2: ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀɪᴛʜ: ᴍĪʀĀᴛʜ ᴀʟ‑ꜱᴀʙʀ [ᴀ ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ ꜱᴇQᴜᴇʟ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴀʙʀ] 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲: 𝐀𝐬𝐫ā𝐫 𝐚𝐥‑𝐍𝐮𝐝ū𝐛 - 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 ᴜᴘᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ ₊˚ ✧ ‿︵‿୨୧‿︵‿ ✧ ₊˚ "Nazee!!" I shouted, breathless from running. She turned and smiled at me. "Yes, Zayy?" "Why are you leaving me, Nazee?" Tears welled up in my little eyes. "Because... I don't belong with you." "Am I bad, Nazee? Is that why you're leaving me?" I asked sobbing at the thought. "No, Zay" she replied calmly. "You're a good boy." "Too good." "Then why, Nazee?" I asked, swallowing my tears. "Because, we're not meant to be together." She smiled softly and turned around. As she walked away, I ran after her, afraid of losing her. But in the blink of an eye, she vanished. I collapsed onto the grass, my mind completely numb. Suddenly, I jerked awake. It was a dream. Five-year-old me, running behind six-year-old her. And yet, one question kept ringing in my mind. "Why aren't we meant to be together, Nazee?" ₊˚ ✧ ‿︵‿୨୧‿︵‿ ✧ ₊˚ ╰┈➤ ᵀʳᵒᵖᵉˢ ° ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ° ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ꜰʟ ° ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴍʟ ° ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ° ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ x ᴏɴʟʏ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ° ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍɪɴɢ ° ᴄᴏᴜꜱɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ

This story exists because aunties have unlimited data plans. Every family function. Every temple visit. Every "accidental" phone call on speaker. Information was collected. Observed. Stored. And my mom? A premium subscription source. What you're about to read is built from 10% real-life gossip and 90% overthinking. Names changed. Drama upgraded. Logic sometimes missing. If you recognize someone in here - no, you don't. Welcome to the only place my brain prefers to live instead of doing something useful. Let's take a break from productivity. It clearly wasn't working anyway.

╰┈➤ ᴬᵐⁱʳᵃʰ ᴵʳᶠᵃᵈ ˣ ᶠᵃʳʰᵃᵃⁿ ᶻᵘⁿᵃⁱʳ ᴬˢˡᵃᵐ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 3: ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀɪᴛʜ: ᴍĪʀĀᴛʜ ᴀʟ‑ꜱᴀʙʀ [ᴀ ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ ꜱᴇQᴜᴇʟ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴀʙʀ] 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 : 𝐀𝐬𝐫ā𝐫 𝐚𝐥-Ṣ𝐚𝐦𝐭 - 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ᴜᴘᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ ₊˚ ✧ ‿︵‿୨୧‿︵‿ ✧ ₊˚ I heard a knock on my door. I knew who it'd be. Ehaan entered inside and sat on my bed in front of me. "Sweetheart, you're sure about this right?" I swallowed the tears threatening to spill and forced a smile. "Yes Ehaan. Why will I not be? It's our Farhan. He'll treat me right." I still didn't meet his eyes. Because one look into them, and I would fall into his arms and break. "Amira." He lifted my chin to look at him. "You can hide from anyone, but not from me." "Why did you agree Ira?" That's it. I collapsed into his arms sobbing. "Ehaan...I don't know..." "You know I'll have to get married someday right" "How much can I keep running from relationships just because of that one incident??" "I'm trying to be strong Ehaan." "For once I want to be able to protect myself, even without you all." "And it's Farhan Ehaanii" "I don't think I'll ever find anyone who can understand me better than him." I guess this is it. Where the broken princess picks her pieces and rebulids herself. ₊˚ ✧ ‿︵‿୨୧‿︵‿ ✧ ₊˚ ╰┈➤ ᵀʳᵒᵖᵉˢ ° ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ° ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀᴇɪɴᴅꜱ ° ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ x ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ ° ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴏʀ ꜰʟ ° ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍʀ. ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴍɪꜱꜱ. ꜰʀᴀɢɪʟᴇ ° ᴄᴏᴜꜱɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ

She is 19 year old living her life. When her long-lost uncle unexpectedly arrives in her country with his family, she never imagined it would change her life. But everything shifts the moment she meets-and falls for-the irresistible charm of her cousin, Divvo.

"Oii Newton! I know you're there!" Not again. "Oii Ambujam! Oii Ambujanayaki Parameshwari!" Ugh. What now? Kathir's voice -loud, and aimed straight at my last nerve. I stood up reluctantly. There he was, perched on his terrace with one eyebrow raised, arms folded, ready to ruin my peace. I leaned over the parapet wall and stared down at him. "It's Ilakkiya! How many times do I have to tell you?" "You'll always be Ambujam to me." Full smirk. "Oh really?" I shot back. "Then Ambujam is going to the protest-with or without your royal permission." His face shifted. The mischief drained. "If you go..." he said slowly, "I won't talk to you again. Decide now. It's either me or that stupid Vedhagiri." I blinked. Then laughed. "That's easy. Vedhagiri." "That stupid old hill is more important than me? Your maama?" He threw his hands up. "Unbelievable! I curse the neutrinos of this entire universe. They've ruined my love story." "Your love story?" I grinned. "That failed one? Don't blame neutrinos for your hopeless flirting." I leaned in. "Scared I'll become a better hero than you?" "Don't turn this into a joke, Ilakkiya." His voice dropped, all playfulness gone. "Something's going to go wrong. I can feel it. And I... I won't be able to watch that happen to you." I stilled. "Oh? So this is about you watching? Many will be there-including your friends. Why stop just me?" He opened his mouth, then shut it. A silent war waged behind his eyes. Finally, he exhaled. "When the neutrinos fall in love," he said, softer now, "you'll understand." Then he turned and walked away. Neutrinos... fall in love? Has he gone completely mad? Or does he know something he's not telling me? *** Heads up, guys! I let myself go a little wild with this one-on purpose! This isn't like my previous stories. I so wanted to write one senseless smutty story, so here it is. I hope you laugh, blush, swoon, and enjoy it! ( Warning: Cousin romance trope! )

Apni kursi ki peti bandh lein kyun ki mausam aur apka dimag dono bigadh ne wala hai- lol but the storyline might be something you never ever heard in #sidneet stories . Desi Muslim love story of Sidneet as Farmeed . Yah they are cousins 😶 poles apart😃 6 years of age gap ☠ if one is fire then other is what fire desires 😩 Discipline & perfection is all he need and her being clumsy 24 by 7 😆 she thinks he was definitely Hitler in his previous life and him hiding the SECRET feelings for her 😝 "Bhaiyya bane Saiyyan" 😂😎 Join their crazyyy love storyy 😋

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Three lives, three souls, three hearts. Shehnaaz, Sana and Sidharth entangled to each other like vines. Raindrops or rainstorm, sunshine or fog, completely different yet similar, three people who are destined to a single stop, a heart that will get broken, a soul that will be left shattered. A love forever unrequited at the cost of the other two. Started: 13 January, 2022

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Suhaira has lived her whole life under comparisons - always falling short beside her cousin, Saad, the golden boy of the family. Reserved, accomplished, and endlessly admired, he embodies everything their grandmother wanted Suhaira to also be and everything she resents. After years of distance, fate pulls them back under the same roof, where every stolen glance and accidental encounter reignites the tension she thought she'd buried. To Suhaira, Saad is still the untouchable, indifferent figure who once made her feel small. To Saad, she's still the one person who unsettles the calm he works so hard to maintain. But behind his composed silence hides a vulnerability he cannot voice and beneath her defiance lingers a heart that refuses to stay guarded. Between biting banter, protective gestures he'll never admit to, and the quiet pull neither dares acknowledge, their strained bond begins to shift. What happens when the weight of unspoken emotions becomes too heavy to ignore? In a world bound by family, tradition, and a secret threatening to spill , Suhaira and Saad must decide whether their tainted ties will break them apart or tie them together forever.

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