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Marriage Series: Book 1 She sat on the edge of the bed alone in her room, the heavy red bridal dress weighing more than her shoulders. Her hands adorned with mehendi designs, trembled slightly anxious echoing in her heart She looked down at her mehendi stained hands again.The dark color glowed against her skin,people say the darker the stain, the deeper t..he love of the one you marry. Suddenly she got a call from someone,she quickly received it and about to say something just then she heared a cold voice on the another side of the call. "Hello" Someone said. She held her breath her heart fluttered for a moment. "Hello!?"Someone spoke again. Airah somehow manages to speak in a low sweet voice "Hello" Someone did not speak for sometime nor she tried to there was a utter silence between them. "Mai Haroon baat kar rha hoon"Someone finally spoke. Someone? Haroon. ______________________________ "Shut the F*ck up She was a shameless women who ran away with someone,we don't even know if you are Bade Papa child or not!!" Airah slapped him hard on his face tears rolled from his cheeks,He looked at her with deadly eyes. "How dare you say something like that!"She said to him with tearful eyes. Suddenly he hit his both hands on the wall in anger,she flinched in fear tears kept streaming down from her cheeks, suddenly he pull her harshly by waist she got bumped by his hard rock chest and hissed in pain. He harshly attached his lips to her and started kissing her roughly she cried in pain and tried to push him,but he tighten his grip on her waist and kissed her like an animal,It wasn't love the kiss was filled with hatred and despise. _______________ Haroon took slow steps towards her,it was not the first time he was going to look at her but whenever he look at her she get nervous. He looked at her and everything thing stopped there for him.... HE LOOKED AT HER. LOOKED AT HER.. LOOKED AT HER.. FORGOT TO BLINK.... Welcome to the journey of Airah♡Haroon!!!

Zayden Khan - 28, the powerful and ever-controlled heir of Khan Villa. A man of few words, built on rules, responsibility, and restraint. The perfect son, the respected CEO - but behind those calm eyes hides a storm he never lets out. Especially when it comes to her. Arshiya Shaik - 18, the innocent heartbeat of Shaik Villa. A soft-spoken, chocolate-loving girl who still believes in fairytales and wears her dupatta like a crown. Adored by everyone, protected by her brothers - and unknowingly, claimed by one man since childhood. Bound by a nikah no one speaks of, separated by years and silence - yet tied by something deeper than blood. She was his peace... And he, her unspoken possession. Humiya_writez

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ 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.

𝒀𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑯𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒃 𝐀 17 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭, 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟.. (𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐚😉) 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒉 𝐀𝐧 17 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐫... »»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»» 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦? ♥

He started walking toward her, causing her to instinctively take a few steps back. Before she knew it, she was pressed between the car and her husband, with no way to escape. Her breathing deepened as he gently held her chin, lifting it so that she had no choice but to meet his eyes. "Aap mujhe avoid kar rahi hain?" His voice was calm, but the question felt more like a statement. Her throat tightened, her voice stuck. She could only shake her head in denial. (Are you avoiding me?) "Nahi?" he repeated, slightly raising an eyebrow, as if daring her to lie. (No?) "Aisi... aisi koi baat nahi hai," she stammered, quickly ducking her head down as he loosened his grip on her chin. (It's...It's nothing like that) ------ Aisha grew up finding solace in her faith, which shaped her values and dreams of building a loving, faith-filled home. Since high school, she'd harbored a soft spot for Omar, a family friend whose ambition and drive set him on a different path. While Omar respected his parents' beliefs, his focus was on building a successful business, and over time, he distanced himself from religion, feeling isolated even within his close-knit family. When their families proposed marriage, Omar agreed out of respect, viewing it as a formality rather than a heartfelt commitment. A year into their marriage, Aisha found herself yearning for a connection that Omar, still focused on his ambitions, seemed unable to give. Yet, hints of change began to emerge, offering hope for a journey that might bring them closer, rooted in love and faith.

Is cheating always meant to be physical? What if he emotionally betrays you? But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman... slowly forgets that you even exist? (Short story)

⋆˚꩜｡𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.. ⋆˚꩜｡𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬.. ⋆˚꩜｡𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞..

Mafia X hijabi girl cold x warm ruthless x innocent Sophisticated x naive Danyal Mustafa 30 years old ~owner/CEO of Mustafa corporations, as cold as iceberg and his anger is like volcano eruption, he is ruthless italian mafia who rule over underworld, untouchable , never interest in love or any emotions but religious and very faithful towards his God , never touched any women except his mother, never killed an innocent but very lonely and always seek hope of life. Iman Abdullah 21 years old~ a very pious and hijabi girl, always knows her limits, she is beauty with brain, very smart, full of life, cute, talented, and very strong, a beautiful heart which can melt an iceberg and can also warm a broken soul with her words, very kind heart and pure soul. But........................ what about her soul which torn every by her own family. it is my own imagination story so please don't copy it, it is my first time writing and my English is not my first language so please pardon me for my mistakes. 🌹 no misunderstandings 🌹 no cheating 🌹 no rivals in love 🌹 he fell first and then harder 🌹 sweet couple 🌹caring couple 🌹 hard working female lead 🌹 secret ceo 🌹hacker so lets find out the reason behind family drama and take a look into the lives of our beloved characters. i hope you will enjoy my story 💝 NOTE- All my photos are taken from Pinterest, so if the owners of the photos have any complaints or issues please let me know and I will remove them.

Trope •Med student>army officer •Soft, bubbley> serious •Asking for hidaya> Asking for peace •Slow burn Ajiya Kahn Soft and kind , 19 years old in her medical 2nd year , searching for hidaya and seeking guidence Zavain Shah Serious, rough, 27 an army officer, searching for peace and calm in his all serious life * * * Halal story/muslim novels

"Fayaz uncle!" Fayaz looked up from his conversation with Zaid and grinned broadly. "There's my little friend!" He opened his arms, and Safwan ran into them, giggling as Fayaz lifted him up and spun him around. "How's my favorite buddy doing today?" "I'm good," Safwan replied, settling into Fayaz's lap. His tone shifted to a more serious one. "But Anu Khala (aunty) is crying." Fayaz's smile faded instantly. He had seen it just few minutes before, the sorrow in her eyes, the way she broke down. But he had no clue what had happened. He exchanged a quick glance with Zaid before turning his attention back to Safwan. "Why is Anu Khala crying, buddy? Did something happen?" Safwan nodded solemnly. "She's sad. Mama said she's going through a tough time. Can you make her happy, Fayaz uncle?" The question was innocent. A plea from a young boy to his favorite uncle, hoping for some magic. To make things right for his beloved khala. Fayaz's heart ached at the sincerity in Safwan's eyes. He couldn't say no, nor could he explain how complicated things were. To cheer the little child, Fayaz ruffled the boy's hair gently, trying to muster a reassuring smile. "I'll try." It was a simple request from a child. The one Fayaz didn't even take seriously. He didn't believe it was possible, nor did he think it was his place to make Safwan's khala happy. But life has a way of unfolding in unexpected ways. The day wasn't far off when the walls of his heart would start to crumble, when the fortress he had built around his emotions would begin to fall, brick by brick. The day when spring would again enter his garden. But was it possible for Anaya? Could a shattered person truly start from the end?

When a atheist boy fall in love with muslim girl.There is a boy who is a success man but he didn't believe any in religion but what will happen if a girl appear on his life and change his whole life. "Who is Allah?" "Whom we worship" When the atheist boy love her a lot but she leave him so he committed suicide but god also don't let him die after 5 year later they meet again....

In a world where life is beautiful and messy, Laila's life is a disaster. From being taken away from her mother to being forced to see the world and its ups and downs. She gets to fall in love, and you know, as they say love come once in a lifetime. But it coming once, turns a person blind. Follow me, and let me tell you how her life changed within the snap of a finger.

قەدەری خودا واڕەخسا کوڕەکە بهێنێتە سەردینی ئیسلام لەڕێگەی خاتوونێکەوە ئەو خاتوونە چرایەک بوو بۆ ژیانی کوڕە 🌸💝

"Love... the only force that brought him to his knees when the world could not." **"He ruled a kingdom without ever being seen. His absence was enough to make men kneel. His silence was enough to keep fear alive. He was the king of darkness- a name spoken with trembling mouths and lowered eyes. Yet there existed one word he despised more than rebellion, more than betrayal, more than blood... love."** " the one word capable of being both his ruin... and his resurrection."

Let's connect through our blogs! Topics/What we'll be talkin' about: • Anything to yap or rant about... • And overshare lol A bit about me: Writing a book that you guys will love! + This blog is made to talk about topics that aren't often discussed. Begins: December 22, 2025 (12/22/2025) Updates weekly! (more like randomly, but you can expect something each week ^^) Stay tuned! FYI, the cover picture is not mine, I found it on Pinterest (it's so pretty!).

Ishq #2 Yaqub.. **You ruined me. But I fell for you so deep that I would do it all over again. Just to be with you.** Sidra.. **Past doesn't matter?. For me it does. And Yaqub Idris I would never forgive you for what you did to me.** Two people. One night that changed everything. Yaqub Idris who once was carefree boy turned into a cold hearted man who can't even recognise himself. Sidra Ahmed a girl full of dreams has lose herself in the love she knew she would never get. So what happened? Read to find out...

🌙 The Empress of Light In an empire where men have spilled blood for crowns, one woman dares to rule without raising her hand against her kin. Reyhana Al-Zahiri, eldest of her line, is not content to be a shadow in her brothers' court. Scholar, warrior, and daughter of faith, she rises as the first empress of the Zahiri dynasty. With the Qur'an in one hand and a sword in the other, and a falcon ever watchful at her side, she commands armies, silences doubters with verses, and forges a reign unlike any the empire has known. But her rule is more than conquest. She rewrites the law of succession itself, decreeing that the firstborn-male or female-shall inherit the throne. In her vision, justice replaces cruelty, learning replaces ignorance, and love blossoms when patience allows it. Her brothers stand as her advisors, not her rivals, and together they usher in an age the world will call the Age of Balance. The Empress of Light is a sweeping tale of faith and fire, of wisdom and war. It is the story of a queen who fought like a lioness, ruled like a mother, and became a legend whose light never dimmed.

BOOK ONE Rose is a regular high school girl, she is a quiet that has a good soul, but with the introduction of her best friend's brother, she goes nuts as she slowly realizes that she has feelings for him, but she would rather not ruin her friendship with Aliyah (best friend). Will she follow her happiness or her friend's?

A Second Love story • In a world where love should uplift, Hawa is trapped in a painful cycle with her first love, whose charm conceals a dark, abusive side. As hope fades and despair grows, she meets someone who sees beyond her scars. But breaking free from her past isn't easy, as shadows of her first love threaten to pull her back. Can Hawa escape the chains of her past, or will love lead her to heartbreak once more?

"I don't believe in love. I've seen how it destroys, how it leaves you hollow. So why am I marrying him?" Sahria Farooqi has always trusted herself-and her faith. After a childhood scarred by loss and abandonment, she believes love is a lie. Aaraiz Shah, on the other hand, believes in love's beauty, its power to heal. Patient, kind, and unwavering, he's the exact opposite of everything Sahria despises. Bound by duty, faith, and an arranged marriage, Sahria vows she won't give him her heart. But love has a way of testing even the strongest defenses...