Bangladeshi Stories

"Let go of me," she warned, her voice shaking. "I'll scream if you don't leave me alone." Suddenly Ashar grabbed her hand with an unwavering gaze. His desperation seeping into his every word. "I didn't hold your hand to hurt you, Zuni. I held it because I can't lose you again. You're coming with me. Right now." Her fear reached its peak. Her eyes darted around the empty street, searching for help, but the rain had driven everyone away. "Let me go!" she yelled, trying to wrench her arm free. "Somebody, help me! Please! Ya Allah, save me!" Ashar could feel the terror radiating from her, but he couldn't stop. He couldn't let her walk away-not now. The rain poured harder, washing over them as he tightened his grip, dragging her towards the jeep. Her struggles became more violent. She bit his hand, hard enough to draw blood, but he didn't let go. His face twisted in pain, but his resolve was unshaken. "I'm sorry, Zuni," he muttered under his breath. "I don't have a choice." With one swift motion, he opened the jeep's door and practically lifted her inside. She screamed, kicking and thrashing, but he managed to shut the door and lock it. ---- Billionaire Series #2

Aira, an ordinary girl built her life again beyond the shadows of the past.When destiny reaches for her, nothing will remain the same,and secrets long hidden will begin to surface. Pro Tips: • Slow-burn romance • Emotional & character-driven • Mystery revealed gradually • Quiet moments matter

They say love finds a way. But sometimes, love finds silence. And in that silence, hearts break-quietly, without sound, without witness.

It started with one wedding out of nowhere , but that was when the two families were connected.. forever. The Sheikh brothers and the Khan sisters, unexpectedly collide at a wedding. Six people with different personalities , not knowing what waited ahead of them. It was love ------- Azlan X Farheen -Age Gap -Arranged Marriage -Introvert x Introvert -Calm x Calmer -Divorced ML He thought his love was weak . She knew how beautiful it was. . . . Armaan X Sarah -Cousin/Brother's Best Friend -Friends to Lovers -Extrovert x Extrovert -He fell first,both fell harder -Secret Romance She wanted a fairytale romance , but didn't realise her prince was always next to her, until he wasn't. . . . Arham X Shayra -Opposites Attract -Hate to love -Introvert x Extrovert -Grumpy x Sunshine -Bickering Couple He thought she was getting on his nerves , until she got in his heart .

​"In the 1980s, Dhaka doesn't sleep. It waits for the rain to wash away the blood." ​Zayaan Haider is a ghost in a denim jacket. With a face that belongs on a cinema screen and eyes that have seen too much during the '71 War, he's the most dangerous man in the city. He doesn't just solve crimes; he deconstructs them. He is the Architect-a man who uses a .357 Magnum to enforce a law the police are too afraid to touch. ​But Zayaan is a man of contradictions. He's a war hero who hates his past, a genius who finds humanity boring, and a "good guy" who isn't afraid to play god. ​When a series of theatrical murders begins to target the corrupt elite of Bangladesh, Zayaan finds himself in a psychological chess match with a killer who knows his secrets. To win, Zayaan must use the very methods he despises: manipulation, rule-breaking, and a cold, calculating logic that threatens to swallow what's left of his soul. ​He's brilliant. He's broken. And in a world of shadows, his only sin is trying to be the light.

"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."

In a world where power is the ultimate currency, love is the most dangerous game of all. ---- Namar Haque believes in simplicity, music, and the light of her ordinary life. Muhammad Aaheel Aarzam is a legend shrouded in shadows-a colossus of business and brutality who returns to Bangladesh after five years to reclaim his empire and settle old debts in blood. Their worlds collide in a near-fatal encounter on a crowded Dhaka street. To Namar, he is an arrogant, merciless stranger. To Aaheel, she is an unexpected spark in his monochrome world of vengeance, a temptation he cannot afford. What begins as a hostile obsession quickly becomes a gilded cage. Aaheel, a man who equates love with possession and violence with control, is determined to claim her. Namar, terrified yet fascinated, finds herself drawn into his labyrinth of darkness, battling an unwelcome attraction that threatens to consume her very soul. This is not a story of salvation, but of transformation. As old enemies circle and family secrets unravel, Namar must ask herself: Can a love born in shadows ever find the light? Or will she, too, become Twisted in Dark? (A dark, passionate romance set against the gritty backdrop of power, politics, and family legacy in modern Bangladesh.)

They live next door. They fight like enemies. They talk like fire and spark. Iffana never asked for a shameless, sarcastic neighbor who loves teasing her at every chance. Shayan never planned on caring for a sharp-tongued girl who pretends she's completely unaffected by him. Between constant arguments, playful insults, family chaos and unspoken emotions- something quietly begins to grow. This is not love at first sight. This is love that grows between fights, laughter and lingering glances. Because sometimes... before logic, before pride the heart speaks first. Tropes ~ • Enemies to Lovers • Next-Door Neighbors • Banter-Filled Romance • Soft Romance • Love-Hate Chemistry • Slow Burn • He Falls First • Unintentional Flirting • Family Drama • Comedy with Feelings • From Teasing to Caring • Arrange Marriage • Muslim Love Story • No Cheating

4th September 2016 - #815 in Random Girl: you're like Harry Styles Boy: hmm... Girl: what hmm... I compared you with the Harry Styles. This is the best compliment ever! A girl named Zania who used to spend her most of the time on Twitter. She's a normal girl and living a normal life until her fate took a twist. She met a boy on Twitter. Without knowing each other they fell in love. They didn't fell in love with their identity rather they fell in love with each other, they fell in love with who they really were from inside. But little did she know that she was not in love with an ordinary person but someone who rules over thousands of teenage girls' hearts **It's a S.U. story S.U. = Similar Universe** ***this story belongs to me. So no copying :) If it reassembles to some other story then it's totally coincidence and I'm sorry for that***

One life, five souls and a nation that once mirrored a fairy tale. Yet, their reality is drenched in blood, dust and the echoes of endless screams. Born into a fate woven with agony, they carry the weight of suffering beyond measure. Some are victims, some are villains and some are both-trapped in the cycle of torment. Shadows of past sins cling to them, blurring the lines between innocence and guilt. In a world where hope is a fleeting illusion, survival demands sacrifice. Their journey is not just about enduring pain but uncovering the truth behind it. And in the end, only one question remains-who among them will rewrite their destiny again ? #divinelovestory #unconditionallove #fateofsinners

It's the second season of " My Halal Love" Amna, the one and only daughter of Amara, once fell in love with someone who was never meant to be hers. In loving him, she lost herself-not physically, but emotionally. Piece by piece, her heart shattered in silence. Yet, somewhere in her quiet suffering, there was someone who loved her with his whole soul. Someone who stood beside her, protected her, and supported her through every storm- but fear kept his feelings locked deep within his heart. Amna is calm, gentle, and deeply sensitive. Enter our second lead-Tafheem, Taheer and Amara's son-her complete opposite. Tafheem is deeply religious, principled, and fiercely devoted to his family. He loves them more than anything in the world and has sacrificed countless times for his sister without ever complaining. The heartthrob of his college, Tafheem draws attention effortlessly- yet he pays no heed to anyone except his mother and his sister. Two souls. Two worlds. One destiny waiting to unfold. What will fate have in store for them? A happy ending... or a heartbreaking one? [ Disclaimer: This story is about Jungkook's son , Taheer's Son and Daughter and their love life ]

On a serene afternoon, Dhaka lay hushed under the pretence of Eid. The city had slowed, its usual chaos replaced by a rare, peaceful lull. But peace has a habit of breaking without warning-and the Naval Headquarters was about to feel the crack. When an unmarked SUV bursts through the HQ gates, the tranquility dissolves into chaos. In moments, alarms blare, weapons rise, and the air turns electric with tension. And from that wreck emerges a man-bleeding, disoriented, but dangerous. His wounds aren't from the crash. They're from bullets. Who is he? Why the Headquarters? And what secret follows him through those guarded gates? Desperate to know what happens next? The questions have only begun-turn the page and face what no one expected. The mission begins before you even realize it.

কখনো ভালোবাসা শুধু দেখা বা ছোঁয়ার হয় না - কখনো সেটা আত্মায় গেঁথে যায়। তুমি এসেছিলে আমার জীবনে, আর আমি হারিয়ে গেছি তোমার চোখে।

Romance

What happens when an international student moves to a new neighborhood and discovers that the entire k-pop industry has also made it their home? In "Dreamland", join Kaienath Azim as she navigates the hilarious world of living next door to some of the biggest names in Korean pop culture. From dodging paparazzi to accidentally crashing secret dance rehearsals, Kaienath finds herself in one comical situation after another. With a mix of fanfiction and laugh-out-loud moments, "Dreamland" is a must-read for anyone who's ever dreamed of living next door to their favorite celebrities... From beloved boy bands to fierce girl groups, the stars are all within arm's reach. So buckle up and get ready for a wild and entertaining ride through the fantasy-filled streets of "Dreamland",.With a mix of humor, heart, and the excitement of rubbing elbows with the rich and famous. With vivid descriptions of performances, behind-the-scenes drama, and the rush of being part of the K-pop phenomenon, this fanfiction will transport readers into a parallel universe where dreams really do come true. And of course,the romance is there too:)

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Suhana Arora Sharma She is stone hearted person with bubbly nature and attitude but has a kid heart doesn't believe in love .... Rahul Sharma He is short tempered businessman With a extreme anger But caring n loving only for his loveone believes in love n family happiness ... Daksh Arora A ACP detective For him life is full of game Mr Dev n Sonakshis son Suhanas younger brothers ... how will be their bond ? Do join in this story to read it..

I've got a great story collection for you! 📚✨ It's a compilation of short stories that will take you on a journey through different worlds, emotions, and perspectives. From heartwarming tales of love and friendship to thrilling adventures and thought-provoking mysteries, this collection has it all. Each story is carefully crafted to captivate your imagination and leave you wanting more. Get ready to be swept away into a world of storytelling magic! 🌟😊📖

[🔚] Nominating [🔛] Judging [ ] Closed for this month 𝐁𝐈-𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 Hey, hello, salaam, Namaste, Saat Sri Kal,... Let's sum it up with, Welcome friends from across the border. We, the Brown Household, are conducting our first ever award on this big platform with X many books written by people across the world. Many awards are happening around but this one is a bit special. It will only contain books from people who are Indian, Pakistani or Bangladeshi. Then it may be genre or fan fiction, everything will come around our countries. Small, monthly awards will give you the guarantee to participate whenever you can. Participation as a judge and as an author is possible here. And as awards, even we give you the opportunity to win some prizes and maybe find some new friends as well. So hop on and tap that 'Read' button to see what our monthly awards have in store for you. Written by @khushi_sri Cover by @AGSR2016

This is a short fan writing about Pakistani actress Hania Aamir. She is one of the most popular actresses in Pakistan, known for her dimples, cute smile, and natural acting. As a crazy fan, I love her dimples and the way her neck veins appear during emotional crying scenes. This makes her acting more real and unique. I am also very excited because Hania Aamir is coming to Dhaka, Bangladesh for the first time. For me, she will always be the most lively and energetic actress in Pakistan.