Inter-religion Stories

"You.....What are you doing here" she glared at him sharply, he shuddered the way she snapped at him. Still his resolve and long awaited love for her made him take another step. "Is this how you're keeping your promise?" He closed the distance and grabbed her hairs in fist and rolled around his wrist and jerked her head backwards "You want some sultan to claim you? Huh? That's what you wanted?" He snapped, her jaw tightens. "Shut up" she grabbed the collar of his kurta and glared at him hard "You are no one to ask me anything" He smirked at her as tighten his hold "Shauhar- Your soon to be Shauhar" he snapped and her eyes widen. Love is very complicated part of our life it broke the very core part of our soul, made us bleed for someone, snatch the breath out of our body till it made us lifeless still we run to it, destroyed in the process some won the battle of love and some sacrificed for it. Read the story of love, war and sacrifice.

(UNDER EDITING) ✨𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙣✨ A 21 years old ambitious, stubborn girl with a combination of 5'3" height, curly dark brown hair, siren dark brown eyes, and a perfectly imperfect girl. She is a ray of sunshine in the lives of those around her ✨𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙮𝙖 𝙍𝙖𝙞 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖✨ A 26 year old self-made billionaire in real estate. 6'4" tall, dark black hunter eyes, sharp jawline, well muscular body with a sarcastic personality, He has a commanding stature and a confident demeanor that demands attention. His piercing eyes hold a hint of mystery, as if they hold secrets untold, and he will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. A man for whom every girl would die just for a glimpse and wants to come to his bed. What will happen if two different personalities meet each other? Stay tuned for their exclusive journey. 🍷💋 🌷Trope:- Rude×Soft Dark Romance Runaway Bride Grumpy×Sunshine His Replaced Bride Billionaire Romance CEO × Fashion designer 🍀Achievements: 🥇#1 Inter-religion 🏅#2 only his 🏅#9 Real-Estate

Against All Odds: A Love That Waited, A Love That Won Some love stories begin with stolen glances. Others, with whispered confessions. But theirs? Theirs began with an exam, an unexpected conversation, and a boy who refused to be forgotten. Khushi Maheshwari had always been the girl who walked unnoticed through the corridors of Starlit Academy-smart, self-assured, and too busy chasing her ambitions to care about school crushes. Sahaj Malhotra, on the other hand, was the boy everyone knew-Delhi's cricket star, effortlessly charming, and used to attention finding him before he ever had to seek it. They were opposites in every way. She lived for books and debates; he thrived on sports and adrenaline. She avoided distractions; he was a walking distraction. Yet fate had other plans, pulling them into each other's orbit through an unexpected seating arrangement in an exam hall. From playful banter to unspoken understanding, from stolen moments in school corridors to late-night conversations that neither of them saw coming-their bond grew. But love was never meant to be easy. As family expectations, career struggles, and the weight of responsibilities crept in, their relationship was put to the ultimate test. Would their love survive the storm of ambition, distance, and tradition? Or would they remain a story of what could have been? This is not just a love story. It's a journey of two souls who waited, fought, and won-against all odds.

An unconventional love story between Ahmed & Saaya from the deserts of Arabia.

This story is a sequel to my first story. A heart broken guy Karthik and his journey to find love and how he goes on to win it. It would be a story with contradicting ideas and controversial story line. Join the expedition to unveil the mystery of Karthik's story.

He was the quiet, studious type, always lost in his own thoughts, while I was the loud, energetic girl who just couldn't sit still. I began sharing my rants with him, and he listened like no one else ever had. His silence wasn't just empty it felt safe and full of meaning. Being around him inspired me to study, to grow, and to strive for his calm brilliance. In those quiet moments we shared, I discovered love blossoming gently. He is a tender light in my darkest hour, a healer who healed my wounds with tenderness, not hurt. He held a broken heart with whispered strength, quietly believing in me despite my self-doubt. 𝓗𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓻𝓸𝓱𝓾𝓶. She never felt the need to impress me. She simply was and that alone was more than enough. Our friendship brought a sense of calm. She was someone who I talk endlessly. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓶 . You guys would have thinking my love story will get easily completed no there's a major problem and the major problem name is religion. Inter caste religion love stories are maximum incompleted. Do you think their love story will get completed or incompleted. To know their journey read my story fallen Disputes.

" I am Inayat Kabir.. promising everyone who are present here that I am going to turn his peaceful life into hell.. it's a promise Mr. Raichand"-Inayat said " Here again you are mistaken biwi.. now you are no more Inayat Kabir now you are Mrs. Inayat Prithviraj Singh Raichand.. get this in your brain biwi.. " -Prithvi said by shooting at the glass window. Inter-religion marriage.

He sat there with a flower in his hand after which she had been named, caressed it as if it were her and his weak smile collapsed into ruins of colour- the palest hues of saffron and he knew that his world would not stay forever the width of her smile.