deadpoetjournal

This isn't a love story, this is war zone disguised as wedding. 
          
          ✨ Multiple POVs. Slow burns. Secret nikkahs. Fake dating. Feminist heroines. Grumpy heroes. Emotional backstories. Found families. And more drama than your nani’s kitty party.
          
          Tropes:
          
          Zayan & Rida 
           Grumpy CEO × Shy Book Girl
          "She hates men. He doesn’t believe in love. Too bad they’re already in a nikkah—forced by family, fueled by repressed longing."
          
          Aydin & Sara
           Flirty Chef × Loud Dancer
          “It was supposed to be fake. So why does his daal taste like love?”
          
          Tariq & Noor
          ️ Silent Professor × Famous Writer
          “He was her muse. She was his missed chance. Until now.”
          
          Hassan & Aliya
           Playboy Heir × Short-Tempered Doctor
          “You diagnose hearts. So tell me—why does mine only race around you?”
          
          Aqib & Daneen
            Strict Boy × Childhood Lovergirl
          “Your smile is loud, your dreams are louder—just say the word and I’ll fight the whole world.”
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/395536313?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=deadpoetjournal
          

Thefireecracker

Why do you always appear when I’m falling apart?” She whispered, eyes brimming with unshed tears.
          
          He stepped closer, his voice barely above a murmur.
          “Because I don’t like seeing what’s being broken.”
          
          She looked away, trembling.
          “I’m not yours.”
          
          He leaned in, his words like a quiet storm.
          “Then stop running to me every time he hurts you.”
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/307086203?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Thefireecracker

Rebeca_writes

Ishq E Nazar 
          
          Ch49 (spoiler)
          
          I reached the washroom door and pushed it open.
          
          
          What I saw stopped my heart in its tracks.
          
          
          Izel. 
          
          Her body was lying motionless on the cold floor. 
          
          Her skin was pale, her body limp, and the world around me seemed to tilt and blur. 
          
          .....
          “Izel, please. Open your eyes, please!” I begged, my voice raw.
          
          But she didn’t stir. 
          
          Nothing. 
          
          My world felt like it was falling apart in that one horrifying moment. 
          
          I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think straight.
          ......
          
          This couldn’t be happening. It just couldn’t.
          
          I was losing her, and I couldn’t bear it.
          .......
          
          REB:
          
          Will Irfaz's love remain unfulfilled forever?
          
          "Is she... gone?"
          
          "Is this how it all ends?"
          
          Wht do u think? Let me know?
          
          Maybe book khtm?