Muslimromance Stories

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

Nadia's tears streamed down her face as she prostrated herself in namaz, her body shaking with sobs. "Ya Allah, why did You accept my dua?" she whispered, her voice cracking with despair. A flashback hit her mind - her Nani's wise words: "Bewakoof ladki, aisi dua nahi mangte jisse baad mein pachtawa." (Foolish girl, don't make such prayers that you'll regret later.) Nadia's Nani had warned her about the dua she made with Manahil, but she hadn't listened. Now, Nadia regretted her ignorance. She wished she had heeded Nani's words, had been more thoughtful about her prayers. "Why didn't I listen, Nani?" she whispered, feeling a pang of regret. Her tears fell onto the prayer mat as she begged Allah to change her destiny. "Please, Ya Allah, cancel my dua. I don't want to share my husband with anyone." Nadia's voice was barely audible, lost in her sorrow and desperation. Story of two friends nadiya and manahil who loved each dearly and can't live without each other .

Zeenat Shaikh never wanted trouble. She just wanted to finish her third year of business college in peace. But when her first day starts with her being cornered by the college's biggest manwhore - Sameer Khan - she realizes peace isn't an option. Enter Shahawez Khan. Cold. Reserved. Untouchable. Everyone thinks he's a playboy. But the truth? He's never even looked at another girl. And definitely never rescued one before. Until Zeenat. What starts as an awkward rescue turns into an unexpected friendship. Six months of stolen glances, hidden smiles, late-night talks, and hugs that linger a little too long. He opens up to her. She sees through his mask. And somewhere in between - they fall. Hard. 🤍 But life isn't a Bollywood movie. A college trip goes wrong. Goons attack. A village. A forced nikkah. And just like that - they're married. Except Shahawez doesn't want to keep her. "Don't expect anything from me. This marriage was nothing." Heartbroken but not broken, Zeenat decides to walk away. From strangers to friends. From friends to spouses. From spouses to lovers. This is a story of two reserved souls who found home in each other. Of hugs that heal, kisses that mean forever, and a love that was never supposed to happen - but did. ❤️ P.S. - He calls her Zee. She calls him Shah. And after marriage? She becomes his Jaan. Tropes used in this story: · 🌷Forced/Accidental Marriage (Nikkah) · 🕊️Cold & Reserved ML who's soft only for FL · 💜Shy, Kind, Introvert FL · 🫧He falls first but hides it ·❤️‍🔥Virgin

COMPLETE AND EDITED VERSION AVAILABLE ON SELAR AND AMAZON (EBOOK & PAPERBACK) ~JALILAH~ Jalilah, a sweet, lively, and beautiful seventeen-year-old girl, knows no care in the world. An orphan since her parents passed away when she was just a year old, she has lived her entire life with her uncle, who promised to love and care for her as his own, never differentiating between her and his own children. ~JALAL~ Jalal, a twenty-nine-year-old handsome and wealthy man, lives life on his own terms. Despite being the object of many girls' affection, he is not one to be trifled with. He maintains a cold exterior, having constructed numerous walls around himself for reasons sacred to him. No one has attempted to breach these walls, but deep down, he is fragile and teetering on the brink of losing himself. What lies behind these impenetrable walls? And what will happen when a marriage is arranged between these two contrasting individuals? Will Jalilah be able to break down the barriers? Will Jalal ever grant her the opportunity to do so? Can she save him before he succumbs to his inner turmoil? ** Join me as we embark on the journey of JALAL ABDURRAHMAN MARSHAL and JALILAH ABDULMALIK MARSHAL. Jsquare❤️ Started; 30|9|20 Completed; 24|12|21 © rukkayyatuu No plagiarizing of this book!!

Old: TILL THE END ~Ifra~ "Kya mai tumse mohbaat kr baithi hu?" ~Omais~ "Tum meri rooh mai bass chuki ho" Ifra x Omais

Text copyright ©️ 2026. All Rights Reserved by Hafsyxx ❦ SOMETHING LIKE FOREVER ❦ Book One of ✦ The Something Series ✦ - In a world where she was meant to be unseen... he noticed her - ...Prince X Maid

Some choices are made for love. Others... are made in anger. Zafirah thought she understood sacrifice - leaving pieces of herself behind for a marriage she believed in, for a man she chose without hesitation. Julaybeeb thought he understood control - discipline, order, doing what was necessary even when it wasn't easy. But love, as they would soon learn, is neither controlled nor contained. One decision. One moment of hurt. One line crossed that cannot be undone. And suddenly, everything they built begins to unravel. Distance grows. Silence deepens. And choices - the kind you cannot take back - are made. Because sometimes, love is not enough. And sometimes... the only thing left is The Final Choice.

Two hearts. Both shattered. Both searching for peace in a world that only taught them pain. Hayat, a girl raised in the noise of fights, silence of neglect, and betrayal by those she once trusted. When love turns out to be just another lie, she breaks completely - until she finds herself kneeling, not in weakness, but in prayer. She begins a spiritual journey, where every tear becomes a dua, and every breath a step closer to healing. Shaheer, a man shaped by divorce, childhood chaos, and a heartbreak that turned him cold. Love, to him, is a broken promise - one he no longer believes in. Now a successful but emotionally distant businessman, he hides his scars behind arrogance and walls no one can climb. Until fate brings them together. She becomes his assistant - quiet, soft-spoken, but carrying a storm of strength within her. He doesn't believe in love. She no longer needs it to survive. But healing has its own way of working... This is not just a love story. It's about faith, healing, sabr... and two broken souls who never thought they could feel whole again. _________________________________________

"Some souls leave a mark... even if they're only meant to stay for a moment." When Azeem Malik was a child, he met a girl on the worst day of his life. At his father's funeral. Quiet. Gentle. Unforgettable. She handed him her handkerchief... and disappeared from his life. But he never forgot her. Years later, he still holds on to that memory. To a girl he never saw again. 🌧️🌧️🌧️ Zoya Mirza has spent her life being told she isn't enough. Not the son others wished for. Not the woman society expects. Azeem Malik built an empire on control and discipline. He mastered everything... except the way she makes him feel. Zoya enters his life like a storm he wasn't prepared for. Unexpected. Unfamiliar. And impossible to ignore. She's unlike anyone he's ever known... and yet, she begins to take a place in his heart he never meant to give. As the past begins to fade... his feelings for Zoya begin to grow. But what happens when you start letting go of a memory... only to realise you were never supposed to forget it? Will he keep holding on to a girl from his past? Or risk everything for the woman standing in front of him? And what if he takes too long... and someone else asks for her hand first? A story about timing, fate... and the quiet fear of realising too late what was always yours. 🌧️ Protective MMC 🌧️ Soft but Strong FMC 🌧️ Faith, Fate & Found Family 🌧️ Childhood Connection 🌧️ He Falls First & Harder 🌧️ Slow Burn 🌧️ She Never Felt Protected 🌧️ He Was Always Meant To #2 latest (12.04.26) #1 Afghan (27.03.26) #11 muslimlovestory (27.04.26) #8 rain (14.03.26) #7 emotionalromance (27.02.26) #2 newauthor (10.03.26) #7 Nikkah (16.04.26) #5 halalromance (25.03.26) #4 muslim (20.04.26)

They weren't strangers. They weren't lovers either. In the quiet spaces between glances and unsaid words, Amal and Jahan built something neither of them dared to name. He thought she deserved better. She thought she wasn't enough. And somewhere between assumptions and silence... they lost what could have been. If only they spoke.

Raza Ahmed is an ambitious, career-oriented artist who has a goal to achieve. His focus is on creating a legacy as a painter that the world will remember for years and years. He is loved and pampered by his family since childhood being the younger kid. Alifya Sultan is a woman who is fiery, loyal and someone who refuses to bend down in front of people when they do wrong. She has developed this personality even after growing up in a family who treated her harshly all her life. She is the elder daughter of the house. The moment they are thrown under one roof, they banter, they clash but behind all this chaos is an unspoken connection, one she admires from afar and he has secretly cherished. The connection of an unknown artist she admires and a known admirer he cherishes. He left her alone in an unknown city on the next day of their marriage. She decided to remain loyal for the sake of Allah because His decisions are the best of all. Their marriage started with misunderstandings, will they be able to resolve it or will their life remain the way it begun?

Juwairiyyah has rules. Simple ones. Necessary ones. Don't entertain distractions. Don't depend on anyone. And definitely don't fall for a man who doesn't belong in your world. Zayn doesn't believe in coincidence. He believes in intention. In doing things properly. But nothing about her was part of the plan. From a fabric shop encounter to conversations that refuse to stay small, their worlds begin to shift-quietly, steadily, dangerously. Because sometimes, what is written doesn't ask for permission. And sometimes... qadr doesn't wait.

Inaya Rasheed. Medical student. 21.Dislikes fitnah. Zayd Sultan. Billionaire CEO. 26. Her brother's best friend. Her new fitnah. Inaya Rasheed had three rules. 1. Protect her Deen 2. No distractions 3. Finish medical school She was acing all three until Zayd Sultan. He breaks all of it. He splashed slush on her tan coat and called her 'Sweetheart'. He's gorgeous. He's a billionaire. He's her brother's best friend. She was raised on duas and boundaries, he likes to take and do what he wants. Wanting him is not so halal. Forgetting him feels impossible. Now, they must navigate the thin line between halal and haram, proving that true love is not about breaking the rules, but finding a way to make them right. What happens when her brother finds out? Will their families support? *** "You're haram for me", Inaya breathed. "Then make me halal, sweetheart", Zayd smirked. ***

Ameena was never meant to fall for him. He was her best friend's brother... older, distant, and completely off-limits. Muhammad was not a man to be noticed. He was a man to be feared. But everything changed the moment his eyes started following her. What began as silent glances turned into something darker... something dangerous. He watched her. Protected her. Controlled her. And the more Ameena tried to understand him... the deeper she fell. Because Muhammad doesn't love softly. He loves like possession. Like obsession. And in the end... he didn't just want her heart. He wanted all of her.

Zobiya Hashmi never thought a rishta would change her life. She was the quiet one. The niqabi girl with the low bun and the burnt toast and the heart she kept behind seven walls. Muhammad Ali Shaikh was everything she wasn't - confident, easy, the kind of man rooms rearranged themselves around. He sat across from her at a family meeting and thought - This isn't a match. He was wrong. A story about two strangers who became each other's home. About the love that doesn't arrive like lightning - but like Fajr. Quietly. Certainly. Right on time. - What Allah Wrote For Us -

A girl who cannot feel. A man who was never supposed to matter. An ex who doesn't know when to stop. And a secret that rewrites everything. Welcome to In My Feelings.

𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 𓆩♡𓆪 ᴀ 𝚜ʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ 𓆩♡𓆪 She missed her flight and ended up in a foreign land. He had no intention of tying himself to anyone - until destiny did it for him. Zareen, a girl lost in Arabia after Umrah, finds herself in the care of a quiet, guarded man. Taimoor never imagined marrying a stranger, but when circumstances force their nikaah, neither of them knows how fate is gently weaving their souls together. In a world away from home, hearts find a home in each other. This isn't just a marriage. It's something written long ago - 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲.

Aaliyah Sani never believed in loud love. She believed in the kind that grows slowly, quietly, and peacefully. Living in Abuja with her family, she has always followed Northern values and a simple life where love is not supposed to bring confusion. But everything changes when she meets Imran Bello. Imran is calm, quiet, and hard to read. At first, they don't get along, but somehow life keeps bringing them together. What starts as misunderstanding slowly turns into friendship... and friendship slowly turns into something deeper. But in their world, love is not easy. There are family rules, expectations, and feelings they cannot openly express. As they grow closer, they begin to realize something they never planned for: maybe they were never just friends.

What happens when your biological father marry you off to the crown prince of Saudi Arabia who is inlove with another . Here goes Anisa Hana Osman , a lady who seeks solace behind the four walls of her room by praying to Allah , a lady who values peace over riot and content over clout and Ameer Zain Malik the crown prince of Saudi Arabia who has fallen heads over heels for Aadilah Iqbal, the daughter of his father's advisor Tune in to the story of Anisa and Amir Stay safe Stay blessed Stay a wattpadder (First story on the Maliks series)

They didn't fall in love. They were led there - by the One who holds all hearts. He believed marriage was half his deen. She believed love should never be forced. Ayan Malik, a Pakistani businessman rooted in Istanbul, walks through life with calm conviction and trust in Allah. For him, love doesn't need chasing - it arrives with barakah, in its own time. When his mother arrange his marriage to a woman he's never met, he doesn't question Allah's plan. Dr. Elif Kaya, a driven Turkish neurosurgeon, agrees to the marriage out of duty - not desire. Still carrying the scars of a shattered past and distant from the faith she once held close, she sees their union as a formality - temporary, transactional, and nothing more. But Ayan's quiet strength, his unwavering belief, and his gentle way of bringing Allah into every heartbeat of his life begin to stir something within her. In a house filled with silence and unfamiliar prayers, love begins to grow - slowly, gently, and with purpose. Not the reckless kind, but the kind rooted in tawakkul, blooming between tahajjud and whispered du'as. This is not a story of falling in love. This is a story of growing into love - and finding Allah on the way.