Истории Halal

"Kya aap humse nikah krna chahengi?" (Would you like to be in my Nikah?) Faraj looked straight into her eyes, his voice steady yet impossibly soft Zubia's breath caught. For a moment, everything else faded-the world, the noise, the past. Just his words, hanging between them, delicate yet unshakable. __________________________ She was just another intern. He was the doctor everyone feared. She was quiet, but not weak. He was strong, but not whole. She wanted freedom. He wanted control. But fate had other plans. When Dr. Faraj Ahmad-a man known for his discipline and detachment-finds himself entangled in the life of Zubia Fatima, an intern with secrets in her eyes and fire in her soul, something begins to crack. A stolen glance. A lingering silence. A battle of wills wrapped in unspoken words. She gets under his skin. He unsettles her in ways she can't explain. A heart that never wavered. A girl who never trusted. And a journey that neither of them saw coming. Some loves are whispered in stolen moments. Others are written in fate. This one? It's both. --- A story of love, longing, and the undeniable pull of destiny. Are you ready to witness a love that defies reason? Neither of them wanted love. But fate had already decided otherwise. A slow-burn story of resilience, longing, and a love worth fighting for. Because sometimes, the best love stories are the ones we never see coming. #2 halal[21/05/25] #6 blame[27/05/25] #5 fictionalmen[27/05/25]

He was born to command the world- until one night stripped him of control. At 26, Rayyan Ibrahim Bagudu, the cold and enigmatic CEO with striking grey eyes and unimaginable wealth, was a man feared by many and understood by none. But one fateful evening, his world spiraled into chaos when he was ambushed and kidnapped by unknown attackers. Held captive alongside him was Jadwa Habib mai kamshi, a frightened young lady in her late teens trembling in darkness. When their captors demanded he commit an unforgivable act with her, Rayyan did the unthinkable- he begged them to marry them first. Using the cash in his pocket as a dowry, he made them his witnesses. Under the barrel of a gun, vows were exchanged-binding two strangers in the most harrowing way. And when the men demanded he consummate the forced marriage right there or watch her die, Rayyan surrendered-not to desire, but to protect her life. Moments later, as he lay bleeding from a gunshot wound, Jadwa was released, believing him dead. Three months later, her world shattered again. She found out she was Pregnant and accused of immorality, Jadwa was disowned by her family. With no husband, no proof, and no help, she endured hardship and humiliation-working multiple jobs to survive while carrying the child of the man she thought she had lost forever. She named her son Jawad. But fate never forgets. Five years later, Jadwa unknowingly secures a job in Rayyan's empire. Neither recognizes the other-their hearts haunted by the same night that ruined and bound them. Until one day, she walks into his office with a little boy who has his father's eyes... and everything changes. In a world of secrets, pain, and redemption, love finds its way back-through scars, through time, and through destiny itself.

Ahmed bhai please! I'm begging you don't marry her. She's no good, she'll destroy you and our family. Please listen to me." Sahaan begs in front of him. "What the fuck is wrong with you Sahaan?" She flinches as his loud voice resonates the room. "I LOVE HER!" Ahmed seethes. Sahaan could hear the breaking of the small organ residing in her chest. She looks down teary eyed. Ahmed harshly grips her forearm and jerks her towards him and cups her jaw tightly, his finger digging in her cheeks making a painful whimper leaving from her mouth. She closes her eyes tightly resulting in few tears to fall of her cheeks. "Listen to me and listen well, this is the last time I'm hearing such words from your disgusting mouth. Next time don't even take my fiancee's name from your dirty mouth." Saying this he pushes her away. She stumbles towards the closet, her back hitting the rock-hard closet handle. Pain sears through her back and her wince doesn't go unnoticed by him. He steps forward in concern but stops remembering her words. A cold look flashes in his beautiful stormy grey eyes. Sahaan looks at him, her eyes filled with pain and unshed tears! "You will regret it." Sahaan whispers. Hearing the confidence in her tone makes Ahmed stop right before the door, but he doesn't turn back. "Believe me! I know her more than you. She is my cousin after all. She is cunning and deceitful, mark my words Ahmed! You will regret not listening to me once you know her true nature." Sahaan's voice cracks. Tears are threatening to spill out her eyes. ~~~ "Sahaan Haashir Khan binte marhoom Hashir Lashari Khan kya aapko aapka nikkah Ahmed Ashar Khan wald Yaqub Lashari Khan se sikkah raaijul waqt me 50,000 rupee meher qubool hai?" she clenches her dupatta at sides.tears leaving her eyes rapidly she remember Ahmed's words just before nikkah. Rest of the description and translations to urdu dialogues inside. ©All rights reserved

"Just a reminder you're nothing but just their tutor and we are tolerating you in our house cuz you're a friend of that stupid girl, so act formal and keep your nose away from our family's matter," he spat out angrily and left the room. Zaynah Fatima, not your expected nerd, whose life was full of secrets and drama. Wajahat Shah, the arrogant, cocky, and the most popular guy of college, you will hate him but the more you get to know about him, the more you're gonna love him. What would happen when that not-so-nerd and Mr. Popular crossed their path? Would they get along or hate each other? Or would someone else catch the attention of Zaynah? Another clichè teen fiction with a lot of secrets, drama, mysteries, and stupidity! *Characters in this book are Muslim but this book can be read by anyone* *Warning* Zillions of mistakes and you may fall in love with the characters!!! #1 in spiritual 04/10/2021

Hazel enters an arranged marriage with Rohan, a man scarred by his past and determined to avoid love. He is her replaced groom. Rohan Idris is most eligible bachelor and most ruthless billionaire in the country, determined to never trust women or fall for their traps due to his past. But fate made him the replaced groom of his half brother's bride. Hazal Rayyan is quite, introvert and shy girl. The kind of girl who believes in fairytales. But she was left shattered on the day that was supposed to be biggest day of her life. Could they heal eachother? Or would the fate be proved good or worse by bringing them together? ☆TROUPS ☆ Replaced groom Marriage of Convenience Slow Burn Soft Romance Cold MMC Shy and reserved FMC

⚠️This story is a work of fiction and explores themes based on cultural traditions, emotional struggles, and personal transformation. She stormed out to the garden. "Say something!" she snapped, eyes burning. "Or are you still playing that 'I'm-too-pure-to-talk' game? Still pretending to be holy?" And that's when Raif moved. Fast. Zariah didn't even have time to blink before her back hit the nearby pillar - not hard, but firm enough to freeze her breath. His hand gripped her waist tightly, the other at her wrist, locking her in place. His chest pressed to hers. His face was inches from hers. His voice was deep. Controlled. But deadly serious. "It's no longer like always, Zariah." Her lips parted. "I used to ignore you because I knew my limits. I'm not like those men who flirt and sin and call it love. I feared Allah more than I ever desired you." His eyes narrowed, dark fire glowing behind them. "I didn't punish you back then because I respect women - even when they spit venom. I kept my mouth shut, not because I was weak... but because you weren't my mahram. I had no right to look at you, touch you, even speak without reason." He leaned closer, and she could feel his breath brush her cheek. "But now..." His grip on her tightened, and her body trembled - not from fear, but from the intensity in his words. "Now you are my wife. Now, you belong to me. Halal. Lawful. Mine." Zariah tried to turn her face away, but he caught her chin, tilting it back to him. "Now I can do anything I want. I can touch you. I can silence your insults without guilt. And I can show you what it means to be owned in a way that'll make you crave it again." His lips brushed her neck, just for a second - before he bit her. Not soft. Not brutal. But just enough to sting, enough to leave a mark. Zariah gasped, frozen. He pulled back just a little. "This-" he said, brushing his thumb over the fresh mark on her neck, "-is the first of many."

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ᴋᴀᴍʀᴀɴ ᡣ𐭩 ɴᴀᴀᴢɴᴇᴇɴ He stiffened instantly, his lips slowly parted against hers as he pulled back. Wrapping her in his arms, he patted her hair gently, his voice low and soothing. "Shh... main kuch nahi karunga, okay?"

𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏-𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒍𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒇, 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆-𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚-𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.. Raaz_e_tasauur_

She always felt like an outsider in this house. It was like she was a guest who had stayed too long. Her cousin's cold stares, Chachi's sharp words, and the hidden insults reminded her daily that she wasn't welcome. She was quiet, gentle, and really close to her faith, but being so reserved made her an easy target. Even though she seemed soft, there was a strength inside her that no one could see. Her brown eyes showed a mix of hope and sadness, and her love for Feras was something she kept hidden, even though she wasn't sure he could ever feel the same. Feras was different. He didn't talk much and had a strong sense of right and wrong. Tall with piercing eyes, he had this calm but serious presence. He didn't show much emotion, keeping everything locked inside, yet he somehow looked out for Anam. He wasn't mean, but he wasn't warm either. He was a mystery she couldn't figure out. But fate had its own plans. The lies buried deep in their family were going to come to light, and Anam would find herself at the center of it all. It would force Feras to make a choice: save her... or destroy her. Start date: 19 November 2024 Finish date: 18 December 2024 This is my first ever book. Please ignore all the grammar mistakes as English isn't my first language, and give this story a try. I promise it's worth your time, and who knows? You might even enjoy it more than you expect! 😉

🤍 #1 Series of ATATURK family ♦ ★★★ She signed , folding her hands around her waist " why are you chasing me all the time , what do you want from me " she almost shouted He stared into her eyes and leaned to her level , yeah she was too short in front of him "Marry me " ,his voice echoed in the corridor She got startled by sudden proposal but managed herself And took out a card from her pocket and said " this is my friends psycologists card , she will surely help you ...... You should visit her " with a concerned tone , he glared at her but she ignored it royally ,and walked away . . . A story about a turkish man , who is forcing a hijabi girl for a contract marriage becoz of his dad . . . ASLAN ATATURK a hidden mafia of turkey and the biggest business man , cold hearted person and had a control all over the media and journalists in his hand and blessed with grey siren devil eyes which can make everyone scare ..and after contracted marriage he is scared to fall in love with her . . INAYA KHAN a famous surgeon from India ARRIVED IN Turkey for surgeries but got stuck with him ... She is a introvert and sometimes savage but she knows how to handle typical men and is blessed with the most beautiful black eyes and after contract marriage she is forbidden to fall in love with him .. . Tropes:✨ * Contract marriage * Coldxsavage * Suspense * Misunderstanding * Billionoire romance * Chotic duo * His mission * Separation * Happy ending .. . * Please kindly ignore my grammatical mistakes * English is not my first language * You can give a chance to this story let's join this adventurous story of ASLAN ATATURK and INAYA KHAN . . non muslims are invited 🎉 . . .___________________________________________ please vote , comment ~ ruby

What's the problem? The issue is when a chubby girl meets with a devil heartless guy for the first time in school, he uses her as he wants. Pushes her in the hallways of the school. Eats her food. Makes fun of her. She never understood why she was his prey but he had his reasons as to why he was treating her this way. She falls head over heels for him and he only has a place in his heart for her. When life starts to shift and they end up separating, do they meet again and fall for each other? Is a second chance still possible? She's a storyteller and he's a ruthless Mafia boss. A sweet heart and a cold soul. Absolutely no one saw it coming but it eventually happened. But, what happened? Read to find out! 🥇#1 in top 10 books in India (2024)

" 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞." ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𝆹𝅥 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝆹𝅥 a twenty-two-years old fashion designer whose first priority is deen. a hopeless romance girly who think she will never get to have a fairytale love story, like book bc of this generation. but raab had another plan he send her the walking greenest forest. who love her like its breathing. 𝆺𝅥 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐳𝐚 𝆺𝅥 a twenty-six-years old biker on his deen, who is kinda force to be the ceo of MZ company for being the first grandson. who is interest in race and nothing. but He who believe in love but have fear will he ever get. they cross the path with same fate when he saw her he realise she is the one he has been waiting for. ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ book #1 of jannat ki raabta series.

In a world where power decides truth, Aaliyah Rehmani grows up with the weight of a scandal she never created. Her father-once respected-was destroyed by media lies, political games, and a man whose name still burns in her memory. Years later, when fate places her across from Zayden Haleem, the cold heir of the empire that ruined her family, Aaliyah sees only one path: revenge wrapped in elegance, silence, and a wedding vow. To the world, it is a perfect alliance. To her, it is justice finally within reach. To him, it is a deal he never expected to come with a heartbeat. But enemies built from shadows often share the same darkness. And as Aaliyah steps deeper into Zayden's world-full of secrets, buried truths, and scars hidden behind steel-she begins to question everything she thought she knew. The past isn't what it seemed. The villain isn't who she believed. And the truth? It's far deadlier than revenge. Velvet Shadows is a slow-burn tale of two guarded souls trapped between betrayal and fate- a story of how hatred unravels, truths collide, and hearts learn to bend without breaking. Vote it moonies🎀 And please don't mind the language. As English is not My first language🦋 For more updates. Follow book_blusher01 in Instagram💫

"A simple girl. A quiet man. An unexpected proposal that changes both their lives." ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ A Muslim Love Story Amina AbdulRazzaq Khan is a soft-spoken young woman who believes in a simple life - faith, family, and sincerity. A final-year fashion design student, she finds peace in cooking for her loved ones and strengthening her relationship with Allah. Ali Ahmed Malik is a man who values privacy, discipline, and deen above everything else. He lives a quiet life, avoids attention, and believes that what Allah has written will always find its way. When a marriage proposal unexpectedly arrives at Amina's home, two strangers begin walking toward a future neither of them planned. But marriage is not only about love. It is about patience. Trust. Understanding. And sometimes... learning to love the person Allah has written for you. A story about faith, family, modesty, and a love that grows the halal way. ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Important Note All characters and events in this story are purely fictional and have no connection to real life. All images used in this book, including the cover, are generated using AI. ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦

Some marriages begin with love. Some begins with warmth and sweetness. But Muskan and Haroon's began with war. Muskan Ahad Mir doesn't bow. Haroon Suleman doesn't chase. But when family expectations bind them together in a marriage neither of them chose, pride becomes their greatest weapon- and marriage their favourite battle ground. Sharp words. Quiet power. Unspoken tension. And somewhere between resistance and unwanted matrimonial bond, they discovered that the one person they refuse to understand.... is the one they can't ignore. Because right from the very beginning- ego became the highest wall they both built together, and now neither of them is willing to break. •••• Surprise Chaos & Punishment ~by Hayat.

"Kabhi kabhi zindagi humein aise mod par laa khada karti hai, jahan ek pal kisi ajnabi ka... poori zindagi mein ghul jaata hai." (Sometimes, life brings us to a crossroads... where a single moment with a stranger becomes entwined with our entire existence.) He was just eight years old, a boy from Lahore with the world at his feet. She was six or seven, visiting Pakistan from Germany for the first time-curious eyes, a shy smile, her braids swinging as she ran across the lawns of Minar-e-Pakistan. They met by accident. But those two hours they spent laughing, playing, forgetting the world- -were enough for Salar Sikandar to remember her forever. He never saw her again. All he had was a faded Polaroid photo, taken just before she left. Twelve years passed. Twelve years of searching, hoping, praying. And then, finally-he found her. In a quiet Bavarian town, in a small apartment building where the scent of fresh bread floated from the bakery where she worked, where her name was still the same: Maryam. She wore a hijab now. Her eyes were the same-still kind, still faraway. She didn't remember him. But he had never forgotten her. So he moved into the apartment next door. Not to force his way into her life. Just to be close. Just in case... Kabhi jo nazar milay... This is not just a love story. It's a story of destiny, silence, longing, and fate. The kind of love that doesn't need words. The kind of love that waits. Started: 02.07.2025 ⚠️I don't own the picture in the book cover I got it from Pinterest and I just edited it.

We all want our own 'happily ever after' and I was no different. I aspired to be like Khadija (ra), the wife of prophet Muhammad (saw) strong, faithful and caring for her husband. I wanted to be his everything, his rock, his shoulder to lean on and his best friend. I wanted someone who would complete my deen, love me unconditionally and care for me but up until then the only romance in my life would had to have been my relationship with ice cream. I wanted a love story that would move people to tears, that would be passionate and extraordinary. And boy did I get one...

Ibrah Siddiqui and Ibrahim Raza are family friends, but both hate each others company, when ever they meet they end up fighting, but Allah have different plan for them, and Allah is the best planner. What will happen when both of them fall for each other? _____________________________

#1 Muslims 13/01/2020 #2 Indianlovestories 13/01/2020 #3islamic fiction 13/01/2020 #4Collection of short stories13/01/2020 #6 historic 13/01/2020 #10 hijabi 13/01/2020 #34 yourstoryindia 13/01/2020 #16 hijab 13/01/2020 #17 halal 13/01/2029 #60 india 13/01/2020 True love comes only once in a lifetime yet it lasts an eternity. True love will knock out the walls of difficulty to be with that special one. True love will withstand the test of time forever waiting until it's love is returned. It never fails,never does,never lets go of the ones they love. "You will find some interesting and amazing stories in this book, and I'm sure you'll not feel bored by reading it" So give it a try and add this book in your library and do vote and comment☆Stay tuned☆

I'm writing this story while I'm on night duties so please bear with me and my spelling mistakes I promise it's a very nice and sweet story (⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ꁞ⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠)(⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡