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"Can she melt the heart of a ruthless Mafia King, or will she lose herself in his dark world?" ~MAFIA'S MUSLIM WIFE BY ZEHRA🌷

Hello, It's a new story of Muslim couple Arshad and Zoya Arrange marriage Zoya utto fajr ka time ho raha hai , Zoya Zoya" she too wake up ." Haan 5 min aap fresh hoke utta dena" she again slept . "Zoya bas karo abb " "Mein bas baat kar Rahi thi aur aap ne ..ne "she was crying "Aacha aacha sorry na baby - wo bas office ka stress tha aur wo tum pe thoda nikal gaya sorry biwi" he said and kissed her cheeks Arshad pulled her into his arms while she was breathing heavily. "Pani chahiye?" He asked to which she nods. are you sore? He asked. "No why will I be? ...u were sooooo gentle with me " she said in sarcastic way. "Ohhh soo can we have another round then?" He asked. And for more details you have to read the story .

It was supposed to be a joke. A stupid prank by his mischievous friends. One signature on a piece of paper, nothing more. But the paper wasn't fake. And the joke turned into reality. Now Inanya Rayyan Alvi is legally married to Zavian Azlan Shah - the one man she swore she hated, the one who never took her feelings seriously. She fell for him first, but he rejected her without mercy. She moved on, gain confidence, learned to ignore him. Until fate - and a prank - bound them forever. She's furious. He's guilty. They're enemies. They're husband and wife. But when Zavian realizes what he almost lost, will he fight to keep her? Or will the prank that ruined everything... become the love story neither of them expected?

[PG-15] She was finally becoming the wife he'd always wanted. She was certain he was just a friend. Or so they thought. Trigger warning: Includes death of a loved one

Liyana thought she knew her mother. Until the letters were found. Each one reveals a decision made in the name of faith, mercy, and protection. Some healed. Some harmed. As Liyana unravels the truth behind her mother's silence, she must choose what kind of faith she will carry forward.

An atheist man who never tried to find the right path,built feelings for a muslim girl without even realising.On the other hand,Zahra known as the most feminine yet bold one,prioritized her deen at the first place.But as soon as Allah,the most merciful,blessed her with her loved one,she realised that unbearable barriers were between.Which one will she choose, Her Love or Her Deen?

[PG-15] She'd been battered, used, and abused. She was trapped, caged, and imprisoned. Until she met him. Trigger warning: Contains mention and description of domestic abuse Content warning: Contains sexual references and implicit description of a sexual relationship within marriage.

"She *was* your wife, but now she belongs to me. And I won't stand for a single insult against her-don't forget that." With a firm grip on Ruksana's hand, he walked away without waiting for a reply, her steps trailing helplessly behind him, as if swept away by the force of his will. ---------- He paced the room like a caged lion, his footsteps echoing off the walls. He wanted to set the whole world on fire, to watch it burn as he was burning inside. The pain was too much to bear, too much to endure. Today, his love had been shrouded in the veil of death; today he had witnessed her becoming another man's wife. If anyone could understand the depths of such agony, it was he. His phone rang, but without a glance, he hurled it against the wall with all his might. The phone shattered into a thousand pieces, mirroring the fragments of his own shattered heart. He collapsed onto his knees, tears streaming down his face. The pain was excruciating, the loss of his love almost unbearable. -------- She was about to leave when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Her back grazed the solid wall of his chest as he leaned in close. His breath tickled her ear, sending shivers down her spine. A kiss, feather-light, brushed against her cheek. "Listen to me," his voice a low rumble against her ear, filled with love and unwavering confidence, "this might sound crazy, but you are mine. No matter how far you run, you will always belong to me."

"At that moment, I knew she was the woman I wanted to spend my life with. I didn't need many signs or grand confirmations; somehow, I just knew. The sound of her voice found its way straight to my heart. What began as a simple crush slowly deepened until her presence became ingrained in me. I couldn't imagine a life without her. I was set on making her my Khadijah رضي الله عنها, my peace, my everything.... " Follow the story of Emile and Mariella as they navigate the complexities of medical school, relationships, and love, discovering how these experiences shape them and help them grow together. (Disclaimer: Everything is fictional.)

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She was never the favorite daughter. Never the ideal cousin. Never the girl who fit into mirrors or people's expectations. Mishel Wahaj, the youngest in a large, opinionated family, has grown up hearing one thing - "You need to lose weight." From aunties' taunts to silent glances at weddings, she's been shrinking emotionally long before she ever tried to shrink physically. But on the edge of 18, something inside her breaks - and quietly begins to rebuild. Across the same bloodline, Rayyan Alvi, her much older cousin - a 28-year-old CSS officer - is everything she's not: composed, dignified, unreachable. For years, Mishel barely registered in his world. But when life pulls them back into the same orbit, something fragile begins to form between unspoken words, eyes that linger too long, and a past that refuses to stay buried. This isn't a love story told in flowers and fairytales. It's told in sajdahs, silences, self-worth, and slow healing. As Mishel fights for her identity, her voice, and her relationship with Allah - she discovers that sometimes the most powerful love stories begin when you finally learn to love yourself. A journey of broken mirrors, unexpected souls, and divine timing. Because when Allah writes your story... nothing comes too early, and nothing comes too late.

~زیا~ محبت کا وہ نازک شعلہ جو دل کی گہرائیوں میں جلتا ہے، ایک ایسا جذبہ جو پاکیزہ لیکن شدید خوبصورت ہے🫀۔ یہ دل کی شاعری ہے، جو محبت کی نرم سیاہی میں لکھی گئی ہے🌼 - محبت کی باریکیاں آپ کو مسحور کر دیتی ہیں اور عشق کی خوبصورتی آپ پر سحر طاری کر دیتی ہے۔✨

When Zahra Ibrahim's father passes away, her world is turned upside down as the rest of her family relocates from their home in Egypt to Canada. Reluctant to leave her familiar surroundings, Zahra grapples with a wave of emotions, and finds herself challenged to adapt to an entirely different environment. As she embarks on her new journey, she navigates the unfamiliar halls of her new school with her newfound friends by her side, and refusing to let the bullies erode her spirit. With each passing day, issues emerge, tensions rise both at home and in school. Her relationship with her twin brother gets strained when he starts acting differently. Through Zahra's eyes, we explore the triumphs and tribulations of a young Muslim girl trying to find her place in modern day society, while holding on to her faith and beliefs.

They say heartbreak is inevitable in love but Fareeha didn't believe in this phrase because she had a fairytale kinda love that had her gigling and kicking her feet in excitement everytime her lover's name popped up on her phone screen. She had fallen so deeply in love not knowing that everything that falls must break and when the realisation came it was too late. She had already hit the ground and the fall was on her. Now she had gathered pieces of her heart together and what must she do with them if not try to stitch them together.

With You... Forever is the story of Wajdaan and Fariha, brought together through an arranged marriage. Fariha knows her rights in Islam but lives in a narrow-minded family, so she stays quiet and accepts fate. Wajdaan believes in the Qur'an and Sunnah and starts his life from nothing, facing struggles, failures, and pressure on his own. Through every low and high, his best friend Mustafa stays by his side, supporting him no matter what, as Wajdaan slowly builds a successful life. As stability comes, love and understanding begin to grow between Wajdaan and Fariha. Alongside them are Mustafa and Summayya-a loud, chaotic, Tom-and-Jerry couple who fight, tease, and care in their own messy way. Two couples, different journeys, one story of faith, patience, friendship, and choosing each other... forever P.S : It's a spin off series of my previous book " You are my Destiny."

🌙 Light and Shadow 🌑 She was born in light. A princess whose smile made the roses bloom, whose steps never touched the ground without watchful eyes on her. He was born in shadow. A boy who grew into a man, carrying steel at his side and silence in his heart. - - - He was sworn to protect the throne. But it was her name his heart answered to. He had fought for her - long before she ever knew him. And when Layla finally realized... she had only one question left: Was his loyalty meant for the kingdom - or for her? - - - When Layla returns to the palace after years away, she cannot place the man who now watches over her-yet something in his gaze feels strangely familiar. He remembers everything. Every laugh. Every twirl. Every vow. Every whispered "watch out for me." Now she is a woman, bound by duty to a crown and a kingdom. And he is her protector, sworn to shield her no matter what. But shadows do not stay silent forever. And the closer she drifts to him, the harder it becomes to hide the truth: He was never just anyone. He was her first love. And perhaps... her last. When the past creeps back, love becomes a dangerous game, and the heart's deepest desires may be its deadliest secret. Most Impressive Rank 🥈#2 in bodyguard | Nov 16th 25 🥇#1 in Arabian | Jan 19th 26

"Leave me alone, Azlan," Shahana choked out, her voice tight with anger and despair. "I'm not going anywhere with you." Ignoring her pleas, Azlan reached for her wrist, his grip firm but not brutal. Shahana flinched, the memory of countless similar moments flashing before her eyes. She tried to pull away, but his hold was unwavering. Desperate, she cast a pleading glance at her father, who stood frozen, his face a mask of conflicting emotions. His wife reached out to comfort him but was stopped by a subtle shake of his head. "Azlan, listen to me," Shahana said, her voice shaking. " I don't want to be in this relationship anymore. I want a divorce." The words hung heavy in the air, met with a tense silence. Azlan's jaw clenched, his eyes hardening. He wouldn't let her go, not without a fight. Yet, amidst the fire of his determination, a flicker of pain flickered across his face. Shahana, emboldened by the spark of vulnerability, shifted her gaze towards her in-laws. "Baba," she pleaded, her voice trembling slightly. "Please ask Azlan to stop. I don't want to leave with him." Azlan's father, a man known for his calm demeanor, took a hesitant step forward. "Azlan," he began, his voice measured. "Perhaps we should all..." Before he could finish, Azlan cut him off, his voice laced with a controlled fury. "No, Dad. This is a private matter. Let us handle it." Even in the heat of his emotions, respect for his family shone through. He may be a ruthless businessman, but he wouldn't disrespect his father, the one person he truly valued. However, on this issue, he was determined to have his way. Ignoring everyone, he marched towards his car, grabbed her arm, and ushered her into the passenger seat. Without a word, he started the engine and sped away.

This is a story about love, hatred and betrayal. . . . Immediately I saw her, I knew she was mine. I decided to make her mine. "What if she is married? " I thought. This is gonna be a big problem. I must know about her. I called one of my trusted men and I told him to give me vital information about her in less than two hours. I know you would be wondering how, but with the help of my friend Adam who was there when I saw her. He was able to stalk her to know where she is living. I can't seem to take her off my mind. It looks like she is the one controlling it. This is becoming frustrating. I only saw her once and I can't seem to take her away from my imagination. The famous billionaire needs a particular girl, I can't believe it. Girls are dying to be with me and I only want a girl I barely knows. This is serious. Not quite long, a message beeped on my phone and I saw that it was some vital information about her, I mean my girl. How sweet. Yeah!! She is not married. "Miss, get ready to become mine" I said happily. ********** This is a story about a girl called haleemah . She is despised by her family. She's always tortured by the people she call her family. Haleemah was able to fall in love with her classmates . But fate prevailed when ... A boy named Yusuf world famous billionaire live is whole life loving haleemah and he is determined to get her by her will or by force . Read the story to know what would happen to her. Would Yusuf be able to make her love him. Hijab_diva

"He was a man who loved silently. She was a girl who healed loudly. And somewhere between his daughter's laughter and her whispered duas... Allah wrote their hearts together." A single-dad × best-friend's-sister × healing × halal love story. Rania Fatima enters little Hiba's life like mercy - soft, warm, and grounding. Murtaza Rehman, once cold and guarded, finds himself torn between fear of loving again and the comfort he feels in her presence. But when danger, jealousy, past heartbreaks, and unexpected trials enter their lives... Will their hearts return to each other? Or break all over again?