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There are a lot people who say My and I but no one says "I AM YOU"


Irtaza opened the shell carefully he didn't want to know what was in the shell the shine in Doaa's eyes was enough to tell him that her wish has been full filled.

"Oh my precious" her eyes sparkled just like the pearls in the shell. 

"Irtaza look they are so beautiful" Irtaza looked at her and than admired the two beautiful pearls. It really was a tiny miracle. 

Irtaza forwarded his hand in which the oyster was. Doaa was about to take the shell when a white soft flake fell capturing their attention. Making the vibe more magical in those mountains. It was the first snowfall of the winter. 


Soon one after the other snowflakes started falling. Irtaza and Doaa were lost in the dreamy world hands still intertwined both were looking at the sky praising the beauty falling from the sky. 








Her chaotic fate was already written in the lines of his hands. He awake the love which slept in her heart for him. And than the couples that are meant to be are the ones who go through every difficulty that's designed by the fate towards them. 



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•••RÚßÂRÚ - Í$H¶•••✓ by EtratEjaz1117

~ ZA¥DAN ~ 'Life is a Game of chess' Move in silence only to say CHECKMATE°°° ~ HA¥AT ~ 'Life can be a game of chess' But with a calm mind, Life can be crystal CLEAR°°° ✨✨✨ "Your name"? He asked as he stood up from his chair, taking slow steps towards me making me take steps backward, his voice extremely dark with a slightest bit of anger, his blue eyes roaming to every inch of my body taking his pleasurable time, as his blue eyes stopped at my eyes and met mine amber one, A chill rustled through my spine. Confusion spread across my face as fear engulfed me. Why is he asking my name? Like he don't know, I really wanted to roll my eyes but held the urge in. "Hayat" I replied confidently as my back hit the wall. A dead end. "Full name"? He asked fully invading my personal space as he placed both his hands on each side of wall trapping me in. We stared at eachother in silence. "Hayat Malik" I replied still staring at him. As the words slipped out of my tongue, a small smirk made its way to his lips. This was a simple action but I could sense danger from his eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something Miss...." He trailed off as he took a hold of my face from his right hand, left hand still on the wall. Tinkles spread across my stomach as his hand made contact with my skin. "Hayat Zaydan Malik" He completed and with that he slammed his lips against mine. ✨✨✨ Just two words took to break everything, Misunderstandings aroused, Their friendship broke, Their bond broke along that unknowningly they broke too. She was in love with her cousin, Her only best friend, Her ZAY. He was in love with his other cousin Rameen. ✨What will happen when they will come face to face after whole 5 years? ✨What will be the end of the pure bond called 'NIKKAH'? ✨Will he get RUBARU with his real ISHQ? Stay tuned with ZA¥DAN x HA¥AT! Allah Hafiz! 1# possessive«45.9k» 1# spiritual «31k» 1# LoveHate«10.3K» 1# jealousy«38.2K

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐚𝐥:مسلسل by authorhibah

[second series of sukoon] Arzam sultan. A powerful and feared mafia boss, known throughout the underworld for his ruthless demeanor and lack of empathy. Despite his cold facade, there was one thing that had been missing from Arzam's life - love. The woman he loved turned out to be his father's rival's daughter. He felt betrayed and used, as if his love had been a mere tool in a game of power and manipulation. Miral Khan, a stunning beauty who had boys swooning over her wherever she went. However, She wanted to break Arzam's ego but who knew this mere game would only broke her. On the surface when Arzam claimed to hate Miral, but deep down, he knew that his feelings for her were just as strong as ever. It was an unexpected turn of events. Miral and Arzam's marriage, which was initially regarded as unwanted and undesirable, transformed into a beautiful union filled with an everlasting bond and deep affection. ***** Arwaan Hyderi, a man known for his strong principles and unwavering loyalty. He thought he hated the girl he believed to be responsible for his girlfriend's death. yet somewhere inside him, he knew that his feelings were more complex than he cared to admit. Elha Sultan, a deeply complex individual whose true nature was shrouded in mystery. Her life had taken a drastic turn on a fateful night, a night that had left her Traumatized and broken, she lost a part of herself that she could never reclaim. The events of that night broke their relationship, turning the sweetness and purity of their bond into a bitter and poisonous experience. And the words that were meant to be said remained unsaid. The story of Arwaan and Elha is a testament to the power of destiny and its ability to weave the threads of two lives together in unexpected ways. How the bonds they thought were denied to them eventually brought a sense of purpose and profound connection to their lives.

It has always been you! by shehwarali

"...Don't show that you cared about my happiness, when you actually didn't. I doubt if you ever truly did care." I whispered the last part menacingly at him, clenching my jaw as my eyes filled with tears. The way his face hardened and his eyes dilated, I assumed he heard me as a muscle in his jaw ticked. I lowered my pointing finger and wiped my tears furiously from the back of my hand, looking away. "It's good that you got to know about everything before this marriage facade got out of our hands. Now, you'll realize that you never had any feelings for me and it was just an infatuation." He scoffed, looking away. His adam's apple bobbed as his veins popped out lividly. "Don't you dare insult my love, Wali! My love for you was so pure. You know what? You don't even deserve it." I told him, swallowing the lump in my throat. My voice came out harsh as my breath grew thin and ragged. I tried to control myself, reminding there were people in this house. Ya Allah, who was this man standing in front of me? ----- Meet Wali Rehman Khan and Aleyha Shaikh. They both grew up together, they were cousins by fate but best friends by choice. Wali had always been overprotective of her and deeply cares for her, fulfilling her every demand. She thought he loves her the way she loves him but how can he love when he hates even the thought of love? She had believed he would always be there for her but how wrong she was! He left and was back after five painful years. She no longer was the same teenager he last saw or knew, she had changed and changed for good. But still, around him, she didn't know how to feel. She tried but her heart was no longer in her control and she paid a heavy cost due to that. Was the payment worth it? Was it all along Allah's plan? -------------

His Hidden Crush by introvertwriter_m

"Ayat," I called softly. She didn't respond. I sighed and gently tilted her chin up, forcing her to look at me. And when she did-my heart shattered. Her eyes brimmed with unshed tears, pain written all over her delicate features. "Why do you want to marry me?" Her voice cracked. "I am dirty now." A single tear slid down her cheek. I wiped it away instantly. "Either dirty or pure, I am still going to marry you... but only if you want me to." My voice was firm yet gentle. "And let me tell you one thing, Ayat -you were, are, and will always be the purest soul in this world." I held her hands tightly. "I know I should've asked you first. I should've spoken to you before announcing it. I'm sorry. But now, I genuinely want to know." I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. "Kya tum mujhse shadi karogi?" ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨:~ Arrange marriage (arranged by him) Age gap Billionaire romance Obsessive & morally gray MMC Touch her and die type He fell first, he fell harder Slow burn Possessive MMC

Striving Muslimah by love_you_Allah_

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Uska Sukoon by White_fairy07

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Flower and Thorn / پھول اور کانٹا by moonlittears21

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~ ZA¥DAN ~ 'Life is a Game of chess' Move in silence only to say CHECKMATE°°° ~ HA¥AT ~ 'Life can be a game of chess' But with a calm mind, Life can be crystal CLEAR°°° ✨✨✨ "Your name"? He asked as he stood up from his chair, taking slow steps towards me making me take steps backward, his voice extremely dark with a slightest bit of anger, his blue eyes roaming to every inch of my body taking his pleasurable time, as his blue eyes stopped at my eyes and met mine amber one, A chill rustled through my spine. Confusion spread across my face as fear engulfed me. Why is he asking my name? Like he don't know, I really wanted to roll my eyes but held the urge in. "Hayat" I replied confidently as my back hit the wall. A dead end. "Full name"? He asked fully invading my personal space as he placed both his hands on each side of wall trapping me in. We stared at eachother in silence. "Hayat Malik" I replied still staring at him. As the words slipped out of my tongue, a small smirk made its way to his lips. This was a simple action but I could sense danger from his eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something Miss...." He trailed off as he took a hold of my face from his right hand, left hand still on the wall. Tinkles spread across my stomach as his hand made contact with my skin. "Hayat Zaydan Malik" He completed and with that he slammed his lips against mine. ✨✨✨ Just two words took to break everything, Misunderstandings aroused, Their friendship broke, Their bond broke along that unknowningly they broke too. She was in love with her cousin, Her only best friend, Her ZAY. He was in love with his other cousin Rameen. ✨What will happen when they will come face to face after whole 5 years? ✨What will be the end of the pure bond called 'NIKKAH'? ✨Will he get RUBARU with his real ISHQ? Stay tuned with ZA¥DAN x HA¥AT! Allah Hafiz! 1# possessive«45.9k» 1# spiritual «31k» 1# LoveHate«10.3K» 1# jealousy«38.2K