Islamiclovestory Stories

Welcome to Mirza Haveli, a grand joint-family ancestral home where privacy is a myth and laughter never stops. When the serious, career-focused corporate manager Zain is forced into an arranged engagement with his cousin Aaliya-a fast-talking human radio station with a flare for dramatic vintage-movie antics-the household goes into absolute overdrive. Backed by a mischievous brigade of prankster cousins, a poetic genius who recites situational shayari, and a grandmother who runs the family like a chess grandmaster, this is a slow-burning, lighthearted romantic comedy about finding love in the middle of beautiful, unadulterated family madness.

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

"Some pass by, but she pauses my entire world." _______________________________ She was the one who named him Musa, but Allah was the One guiding that choice. I wasn't meant to find him. And he... wasn't searching for faith. But somewhere between silence and stolen glances, we met - where love wasn't allowed. He didn't belong to my world. And I didn't fit in his. They called him forbidden. I was punished for feeling. In a world where love and destiny collide, her quiet prayers become the heartbeat of his world-two souls bound by faith, tested by trials, and forever changed by the moments they never saw coming. This is not just a love story. It is a story of boundaries, faith, resistance... and a heart that bled quietly in both distance and devotion. It is about a girl who held her prayer beads tighter when the world fell apart. And a boy who found Allah in the reflection of her pain. To the reader: May you feel seen, healed, and protected by His light. Highest Rankings: #1 in muslimlovestory #1 in wattpadfiction #1 in trendingbooks

"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🌷

She came to the city for an education. She never expected to find *temptation*. Samira is bubbly, classy, and free-spirited - not your typical Muslima. Kamil is ambitious, devout, and everything a family should be proud of. He is religious, driven, and hiding a dangerous want and desire They were strangers. Then cousins. Then something *forbidden*. In a house filled with faith and secrets, two hearts collide. Will love conquer tradition, or will it destroy them both? _Sometimes the people closest to you... betray you the most._ She found a sin she can't name. Blood ties them. Desire tears them apart. When family becomes forbidden, who pays the price? *Uncle Kamil: A Twisted Family Love Story* by *Tamra*

A story about a boy whose life changes when he finds a dairy. After he realises he developed feeling for the one who wrote it, he begins a journey to find her.

Saadiq - mere saat aap na insafi kar rahi hai. Inaya - Acha? Vo kaise ? *said while folding hands looking at him* Saadiq *bend down little to her level, smiled little* - aap sab par haqq jatati hai. Sivai mere. Aap chahe to mujh par bhi haqq jata sakti thi. Aap chahe to mujhe apna banaqe haq-e-meher bhi le sakti thi. ⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩─── 𝜗𝜚 ───⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩ A story of a boy who loves her like breathing , can do anything for her and prays for her. And a girl who doesn't believe in love , has tawaqqul upon naseeb. Yet loves him silently while ignoring him , hurting him , still praying for him to reunite in halal. ⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩─── 𝜗𝜚 ───⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩ 𐙚 Based on Real life incidents. 𐙚 English is not my first language. 𐙚 Its my first book. I'll try my best to be clear and kindly ignore my mistakes.

Jannah, a poor and terrified girl, coming from a very poor family, her dad had died a few years ago, her mom was a cook in a small restaurant, they had been surviving on the little salary they had, Jannah, a frightened 19-year old girl, trying to live in the cold city of Turkey, ordinary but extraordinarily beautiful. her life takes a massive turn when Fawaz Hasan a man from an influential family steps into her life...things take a massive turn...

Written in the Du'a is a heartwarming Islamic romantic comedy about Maryam and Yusuf, two young Muslims whose unexpected meeting slowly turns into something neither of them planned. Maryam is ambitious, independent, and determined to build a meaningful life while staying close to Allah. Yusuf is a successful businessman who seems confident to everyone-except when it comes to expressing his feelings. What begins with an embarrassing first encounter soon becomes a journey filled with laughter, family drama, misunderstandings, career challenges, heartfelt conversations, and beautiful moments of faith. As their feelings grow, Maryam and Yusuf must learn that true love isn't about rushing or crossing boundaries. It's about character, patience, respect, family, sincere intentions, and trusting Allah's timing. Through salah, du'a, istikhara, tawakkul, sabr, and family, they discover that sometimes Allah's answer to a prayer doesn't arrive the way we imagined. Written in the Du'a is a story for anyone who believes that love can be beautiful while remaining halal-and that the best love stories are not merely written by two hearts, but by the One who knows them both. 🤍🌙

"Some bonds are written before we are born." ______________________ She ran from her past to save her life. He never meant to become her shelter. Their worlds were never meant to collide, but fate had other plans. Forced into a marriage for protection, Juliet never expected the man who became her shelter to slowly become the center of her heart. But while dangerous enemies chase her past, fate keeps pulling her closer to Mohammed Sharjeel Musa - the man she was never supposed to fall for... yet somehow, always did. Sometimes the person fate forces into your life becomes the one you were always meant to find. They didn't choose each other, they were claimed by fate long before they ever met. A story of protection, destiny, heartbreak, faith, and a love that slowly turns two strangers into home.

This is an urdu novel written by Amina Khan. All the credits are going to hers. I am here just translating it in Roman Urdu for the people who don't know how to read urdu.

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.

They knew each other too well to pretend nothing was there... and too scared to name what it actually was. Haider and Farah lived in a constant war of silence-half confessions, unfinished truths, and moments that almost broke them open. The Things We Never Said is what happens when love exists, but words never arrive on time. Haider Raza is the kind of person who never says more than he needs to-but somehow still leaves everything unsaid hanging in the air. Controlled, guarded, and impossible to fully read, he's learned to keep his emotions locked behind silence. People think he doesn't feel much. The truth is, he feels too much-and that's exactly why he doesn't speak. He doesn't chase people. He doesn't explain himself. But when it comes to Farah, even his silence starts to crack in places he can't fix. Farah Sheikh is not fragile, even if life keeps trying to make her feel like she is. She notices everything-especially what people try to hide. Sharp-tongued when she needs to be, soft-hearted when she shouldn't be, she's spent most of her life learning how to survive emotions instead of expressing them.She doesn't fall easily. But when she does, it isn't quiet-and it isn't simple.And Haider Raza is the one thing she never fully understood... or let go of. The Things We Never Said is a second instalment from the world of Whispers of the Past, where some stories ended, but some emotions never did. Stay tuned for an update.

it's a halalromance story. He loved her more than anything in this world. He needed her more than his thirsty needs a water, yet he was running from her. She was his heart, yet he was avoiding her. He stayed silent for long, fighting his bleeding heart, avoiding his love for only one purpose. She loved him more than she thinks she loved herself. She needed him just like how a mother needs her child. He is her only hope, and home, yet she isn't ready to leave him. She needed him for ever. They were both in love. But one has to leave the other for a quite strong reason. can they be together at the end? what's that reason for their separation? why do they have to live in different worlds far from each other?.

Fatima has been through everything-from a failed marriage to a crippling lack of confidence. She thought she had all the time in the world to figure out her feelings for Mustapha Ibrahim. But when things became too real, too overwhelming, she chose distance over confrontation. Now, time is no longer a luxury-Mustapha is sick, and the man who once seemed invincible is slipping away. Once celebrated as one of Nigeria's brightest young architects, Mustapha built his career with unwavering confidence. He had it all-success, admiration, and the quiet hope that Fatima would one day be his. But life had other plans. His diagnosis changed everything, stripping him of control and forcing him to confront a future he never envisioned. Now, with fate pressing down on them, Fatima returns-determined to make amends and hold onto whatever is left of him. But Mustapha has already let go. He refuses to tether her to a love that may not last, to a future that might end before it truly begins. Yet, despite the walls he builds, Fatima refuses to walk away again. As emotions unravel and the weight of unspoken words hangs between them, they must face the truth-love alone cannot change fate, but it can redefine the moments they have left. A heart-wrenching story of love, regret, and the battle between holding on and letting go. This is "The Distance Between Us"

A grieving woman who makes sweet tea for herself on a cold spring day. A husband who holds her through it all. And cherries that are just sweet enough to taste. [a short story - part one of the CROWS AND CHERRIES duet]

The phone barely rang once before someone answered. "Hello?" Ariz spoke calmly. A broken sob answered him. "Please... help me, Ariz..." His entire expression changed. He sat upright immediately. "Hello? Who's speaking?" he asked, though somewhere deep down, he already knew the answer. "K... Khadija..." Her voice trembled between sobs, barely audible. "Khadija?" His eyes widened. "What happened? Where are you?" "Please... help me, Ariz..." she pleaded again, her voice cracking with every word. His heartbeat quickened. "I'm coming," he said instantly, already getting off the bed. "I'm coming. Just send me your location, okay? Stay on the call..." "I..." The call abruptly disconnected. "Khadija?" Ariz stared at the screen in disbelief before quickly dialing her number again. This time, the automated voice informed him that the phone was switched off. "Damn it!" He clenched the phone tightly in his hand.

"Ya Allah...Remove this love from my heart..." Prayed Nimrah late at night. She had spent years trying to rebuild herself. A new school. A new routine. A quieter, more disciplined heart. She had left behind the mistakes of her past - the time when she was young, naïve, and led astray by Saif, falling into a sin that marked her more deeply than she ever expected. Her repentance had been sincere, her intention firm. She wanted nothing more than to rise again with dignity and faith. For a while, she believed she had succeeded. Until the day she met Kadin's eyes across a crowded corridor. It lasted only a heartbeat, a silent moment no one else would think twice about. But something shifted inside her - not the reckless pull she once felt, but a gentler, quieter ache she didn't know how to name. She tried to lower her gaze, tried to remind herself of the boundaries she had promised Allah she would keep. Yet the feeling lingered. No matter how hard she fought it, Kadin stayed in her heart like a test she hadn't prepared for. He wasn't part of her plans. He wasn't someone she sought out. But he became the reminder that even a reformed heart is still human, still vulnerable, still learning. Meanwhile, Saif- the boy who knew the version of her she wished she could forget - was never far from her shadows. And the past had a way of resurfacing when she least wanted it to. Nimrah thought she had left her old life behind. She thought she had mastered herself. But hearts are strange things, easily stirred, easily tempted, and sometimes painfully slow to obey. In this journey of faith, guilt, and guarded feelings, When My Heart Forgot the Rules follows a girl striving to stay on the path of Allah - even as her heart becomes the battlefield she never expected.

Everyone believed Ammi was marrying the man chosen for her. No one knew the groom standing beside her wasn't the one she expected. Now, one mistake threatens to unravel buried secrets and change all their lives forever.

Intiha [in.tay.haa] extreme, utmost point or limit "I have laid everything that I am, and all that I have, at your feet, Zohra," he said. "Now my fate is yours to decide. Do to me whatever you wish. I am in your hands." - Zohra Awan x Zoraiz Agha - She was his queen, he was her king She wore him like a crown He surrendered all he had, to her seeing She showed him how in love, to drown And he lay his entire essence to her being What an example of love they were, The world didn't know where she ended and he began