Pakistani Stories

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 18+ 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Note: Shikanj is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters. They are my babies. I gave birth to them. I do not care about views or attention, but I do care deeply about my babies. So please think twice before commenting just to spread negativity. Otherwise, I will not hesitate to become your biggest ill wisher. Consider this your warning. Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

In which a girl ends up marrying her ex fiancés older brother, who just happens to be her first love Ranya had her life figured out from a young age. She knew she wanted nothing more than to be a teacher, working with kids she loves. She wanted to marry the love of her life and live happily afterwards, and hopefully she'd somehow find the courage to marry her crush. But of course, life never pans out the way you assume and hope it will when you're a child. Instead, she found herself engaged to someone else, but when he leaves, it seems like her entire life will fall apart. That is, until his older brother, her first love, the guy she knew she should have been with, decided to swoop in. It's been years since they have seen each other, and with all kinds of unspoken feelings, misunderstandings, and baggage between the two, they're in for a rocky relationship. - competed april 28, but i'll be adding cute little bonus chapters here and there :) thanks for reading

In a dynasty built on sons and legacy, Mirha Asfandyar Malik was born in silence-and sent away. Raised far from the Malik household, she grows up loved, whole, and untouched by the expectations of a name that once rejected her. When fate draws her back at fifteen, she returns not with questions or claims, but with a quiet grace that unsettles the family more than anger ever could. In a house full of men and memories, her presence becomes a reminder of what was lost-and what was acknowledged too late. She was never denied love. Only claimed slowly. This story is only experimental on this username

𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗗𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗿-𝗲-𝗗𝗶𝗹~ 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 Iztiraar-e-Dil Completed Soz-e-Dil Completed Fareib-e-Dil Upcoming Read the contents for more details. Pictures and some quotes DO NOT belong to me and the copyright goes to the original people.

"Miyan-e Do Dil" - Between the two hearts. After losing her parents in a tragic accident, Raziya finds herself under the care of her maternal uncle, Jamshed. In a bid to secure her future, Jamshed makes a life-altering decision: Raziya will marry his son, Burhaan. Obedient to his father's wishes, Burhaan agrees, but on their wedding night, his harsh words shatter her hopes for a new beginning. "You're not my ideal girl, and I won't accept this relationship. Don't expect anything from me," he declares in anger, unaware of the walls his words would build between them.

She was only six when her fate was sealed with his name. Thirteen years later, when Dua returns from abroad, everyone expects a westernized, rebellious girl. Instead, they find a soft, cultured young woman whose beauty and grace leave whispers of envy trailing in her wake. She is no longer the timid child everyone remembers, but a breathtaking young woman draped in grace and quiet strength. The entire haveli whispers about her beauty. Some admire. Some envy. But only one man burns with an obsession he can't control-her husband by nikkah, Taimoor Arsalan Shah. Cold. Powerful. Feared by many. Taimoor never wanted a wife chosen for him. Never wanted the childhood nikkah that tied him to her. Years later, he has built a life of authority, discipline, and unyielding pride. But when Dua walks back into his haveli, draped in innocence and quiet strength, he is struck with a possessiveness he never thought himself capable of. Her lowered lashes and trembling lips make him realize that the girl he once ignored is now the only woman capable of undoing him. She wants freedom. He wants her surrender. And in a world bound by family honor, secrets, and desire- love was never supposed to feel this dangerous.The girl he once rejected is now the woman he cannot let go of-even if it means breaking her heart to claim it. "You were mine before you even knew what marriage meant, Dua. And now... you'll know exactly what it means to belong to me."

ᴀ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴘʟᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ Qais Sikandar is a man living in the shadow of loss and loyalty. Haunted by the woman he was forced to leave and bound by family expectations after his elder brother's death, he marries Mishaal Sikandar. a woman too gentle to demand love and too kind to complain. Her world is small, her education limited, but her heart is vast. His indifference becomes her silent suffering. Yet she endures-for the sake of Zehra, their six-year-old daughter who carries innocence where adults carry scars. ✿ Shehryar Sikandar is warmth in human form, admired for his kindness and respected for his faith. enters a marriage built on lies. Rumesa-a woman of haya and faith who teaches Deen to young girls. But Rumesa's painful past refuses to loosen its grip. Declared "unacceptable" by society, she is trapped in a marriage built on lies, orchestrated by the very family meant to protect her. Can a bond formed on deception turn into mercy? ✿ Zumar Sikandar is a psychiatrist who understands minds better than emotions. Sharp-tongued, impatient, and unapologetically herself, she is everything Ates Arslan did not expect. Half Turkish, half Pakistani, a celebrated chef came tk Pakistan for expanding his family's restaurant empire. Ates is drawn not to her softness-but to her fire. What starts as fascination turns into obsession, and obsession threatens to unravel them both. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: 24 / 02 / 2026 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: ________

A stern father compels Zarrar, 29-year-old surgeon into an arranged marriage with Hana, a 22-year-old student living in London. _________ "Where are you going?" she asked, flat. "Research trip." He tossed a shirt in, didn't look up. "And you're telling me this now?" "It was sudden." She made a noise somewhere between a tut and a laugh. "I do not care. You know what-" She stepped onto the couch, two quick climbs-herself at 5'4" suddenly level with his eyes, all heat and vowels. Here it is. The tongue was indeed ten feet long tonight. He stayed silent, left packing, arms folded over his chest and just stared. Hana doing her job, utterly, with whole rights over him to shout. "There won't be anything for me to be surprised if I wake up someday in the graveyard with mud sprayed over me 'cause my dear husband must have gotten too exasperated by my being, that he- the victim, had to bury me alive while I was asleep." Zarrar swallowed a smile, let her finish, then moved. He stepped in, hands light on her waist, lifted-she squawked, all outrage-then held her over his shoulder as he walked the three strides to the bed. She behaved as if someone unplugged her, forgot how to speak. He set her gently at the edge of the mattress and went down on one knee in front of her, floorboards cool under him. "What do you want me to say now?" "Are you actually asking me this?" Her voice wobbled, anger running out of fuel. "Yeah," he said, and he was smirking now, fond and infuriating. "Any last wishes of my wife before I bury her alive." ________ dive into the story of something very different from soap operas. TROOP ~ choas x cold yapper x listener age gap. doctor's divine

Hazal Qaim-a politician's daughter and Wasi Orhan Haider-the future president, had been best friends since forever. Their families always believed they were meant to be together, so why did he reject her in front of everyone, and then suggested another man as her groom? And what happens when that said groom disappears on the wedding day? *** -Friends to lovers -Rejection -Possessive/Jealous MMC -Slow burn -Second chance -Makeover/Transformation -She falls first, he falls harder -Hate after marriage -Substitute groom

𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗹-𝗲-𝗠𝗮𝗵𝘁𝗮𝗮𝗯~ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻. 𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗿𝗮𝘁-𝗲-𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗾 (𝗭𝗮𝗶𝗺~𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗵) ~completed 𝗙𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁-𝗲-𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗾 (𝗠𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗮𝘇𝗮~𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗻) ~completed 𝗚𝗵𝗮𝗺-𝗲-𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗾 (𝗛𝗮𝗺𝘇𝗮~𝗔𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗵) (𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗮𝘇𝗶𝗹~𝗛𝗮𝘆𝗮) ~completed Read the contents for more details. Pictures and some quotes DO NOT belong to me and the copyright goes to the original people.

✨️Mah-e-Noor: Between Love and Loneliness✨️ She was once the princess of the Malik family-spoilt, rebellious, and fearless. Hemayal Mah-e-Noor Malik grew up in a world where limits didn't exist, where tantrums were forgiven, and mistakes were hidden. But one argument, one careless decision, and everything she knew shattered. At fifteen, she was sent away to boarding school, abandoned by the family she loved, misunderstood by the people who mattered most. Now, four years later, Hemayal is called back home. Her grandmother misses her. Her siblings fear she hasn't changed. The cousins whisper, and the house that once adored her waits for the chaos she once brought. But Hemayal is not the same girl who left. The years away have taught her lessons she never wanted to learn. The girl who once demanded the world has almost lost herself-and now she must face the family she left behind. Will they see the change in her, or will the past always define her? A story of mistakes, loss, and the painful journey of growing up... of becoming someone you never thought you could. (Originally published on 20th October 2025 Republished on 23rd April 2026)

Noor Manzil - where traditions are sacred, chaos feels like home, and secrets breathe behind every closed door. Mushk Shah is sweet, innocent, and effortlessly mischievous - the kind of girl who fills every room with laughter without even trying. Her world revolves around family dinners, teasing cousins, university days, and harmless fun. But in a house where glances linger a little too long and silence speaks louder than words, nothing stays simple forever. Because sometimes feelings grow where they shouldn't. Sometimes the one you trust the most becomes the reason you break. In Noor Manzil, love doesn't come alone - it brings jealousy, misunderstandings, pride, and choices that can change everything. Maybe someone will fall in love. Maybe someone will be betrayed. Maybe someone will step back... silently. After all, not every smile hides happiness. Not every promise is meant to last. And not every love story chooses the obvious path. In Noor Manzil, every heart has a secret.

They say his name in whispers. Uzair is not a man you look at for too long. Not a man you question. Not a man you cross. While Rehman Dakait rules the streets, Uzair walks beside him - ruthless, feared, untouchable. Violence follows him like a shadow. Loyalty is earned in blood. Mercy is a language he does not speak. Until her. Ayra was never meant to stand in his world. She doesn't belong to the gunshots, the politics, or the power games. She believes in softness where others believe in fear. The world knows Uzair as a monster. But in quiet moments, when the city sleeps and the chaos fades, he lowers his voice for only one person. This is not a story about politics. This is not a story about war. It is about the most dangerous man in the room... and the only girl who was never afraid to look him in the eyes. Feared by all. Soft for one.

For Rania, studying in Turkey is more than an education. It is distance, breath, and the freedom to exist quietly. Shy and reserved, she keeps her world small, finding safety in routine, prayer, and silence. When she becomes part of a group of friends who accept her without judgment, life slowly softens. Among them is Danish,someone whose simply present in a way that feels steady rather than overwhelming. He notices the things others miss,when she lingers at the back of the group, when she listens more than she speaks, when silence is her way of staying. He never asks her to be more than she is. Their connection grows slowly, built on shared spaces and unspoken understanding. There are no long conversations or grand moments, only quiet companionship, respectful distance, and the comfort of being seen without explanation. But while Rania is learning how to exist freely again, the past she never allowed herself to name returns uninvited. And as they say some pasts are carried and not spoken. And as Rania begins to feel something she once believed was no longer meant for her, she is faced with a choice: to keep protecting her heart, or to trust it just once more. "Falling in love again, but this time on her own terms.."

𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𓏵‧₊˚ ┊ . 𝐏𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 ﷲ.

When Nosherwan Kardar binds Haneen Yousuf in a marriage forged from calculated revenge, it isn't love-it's strategy. A move designed to control, to settle scores, and to tighten a grip she never agreed to. But Haneen is not a mistake he can manage. Trapped within a bond that looks sacred to the world and suffocating behind closed doors, she refuses to break quietly. Every silence becomes a weapon. Every word, a challenge. And every step she takes threatens to unravel the very reason he married her. Because what began as control starts slipping into something far more dangerous- a connection neither of them can justify, and neither of them can escape. In a world where power is mistaken for protection and revenge disguises itself as right, the real question isn't who wins- it's who surrenders first.

This is a short story of two neighbours Ayra and Sarim. When Sarim shifts into his new home, he's instantly at odds with his neighbour, Ayra. They are sworn enemies at first, but fate keeps bringing them together. Can they turn their hate into lasting love?

She learned early that the world burns the soft-hearted-so she became the fire instead. Cold, controlled, and feared, she carries scars no one sees and trusts no one who dares come close. He is everything she is not-gentle, patient, and quietly devoted. Drawn to her darkness like a moth to flame, he doesn't resist the pull... even when it threatens to consume him. In a bond shaped by pain, power, and unspoken need, their worlds collide-where love is not tender, but fierce, dangerous, and inevitable. ✿𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙎✿ ᯓReverse age gap ᯓGrumpy sunshine ᯓSecond chance ᯓGrovelling ᯓHe fell first and harder

Dedicated to Yumhaj

Shayra crossed the border with only one mission. To spy. To gather information. And to return before anyone discovered the truth. But fate had other plans. Disguised as the daughter of a military family, Shayra enters the life of Colonel Azaan Khan-a man loyal to his country, fearless in battle, and completely unaware that the woman he marries is the enemy he is sworn to fight. What begins as a mission slowly becomes something far more dangerous. Love. Between secrets, suspicions, and a family they build together, Shayra finds herself trapped between two worlds-her duty to her country and the life she created with the man she was never meant to love. But some truths cannot stay hidden forever. When the lines between countries grow sharper and the past comes back to claim her, Shayra must make a choice that will change everything. Because sometimes the greatest wars are not fought on the battlefield... but inside the heart. And sometimes people are not the enemies. The borders are. "Log bure nahi hote... lakeerein buri hoti hain."