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#1 - Muslim | 16-11-2024 #1 - Urdu | 11-11-2024 #2 - Desi | 16-11-2024 #3 - Strong Female Lead | 16-11-2024 #4 - Replaced Bride | 30-10-2024 #8 - Love Life | 11-11-2024 #36 - Happily Ever After | 27-10-2024 #14 - Family Issues | 31-03-2025 #75 - Muslim Love Story | 3-10-2024 *** I stormed towards him, anger blurring my sights. The moment I was in front of him, I grabbed hold of his collar with my both hands. As I yell, "Are you cheating on me, Shahzain?" Seems like I took him by surprise, it took him a whole minute to realize what was happening right now. And the moment he did, he loosen my hold on him and pushed me, which had me stumbling back. "Even if I do, it shouldn't matter. I was forced into this marriage, Sobia." He yells back. "I didn't have a choice. But you had. You shouldn't have agreed to this marriage." Only if he knew, all my life it wasn't me who got to select the choice. Neither is this one, the most important one in my life. "I won't tolerate this. Either you leave me or leave her." I stated, anger clouding my senses. He walked towards me and took a hold of my chin in his hand and stated clearly. "And where's the fun in that? You ruined my life. I promised to ruin you till death do us a part." I pushed him hard. I had already suffered much from my so-called family. And I refused to get suffered by my husband. It's all about the limit. The moment I had my limit of misery and pain, I will end all of this. "Are you sure, it's not the other way around?" A humorless chuckle escapes my lips, as my darkest shade of eyes met his grey ones. "Also, just wanted to correct you, my dearest husband. You can't ruin what's already ruined, Shahzain." "And if I find out that you kept meeting her behind my back. I will ruin you and that lover of yours." With that I stormed out of our room, making up my mind.

Stood Third place winner in romance category of STARLIGHT AWARDS! Previously known as "Making her mine" "Get ready . You have only 20 mins". He ordered with dominance in his voice. " for what?" she asked in a low voice . "for nikkah.." "whose nikkah?" "your nikkah" he said casually. "my nikkah? what are you saying I can't marry I am already engaged with someone I love and besides who the are you to decide my wedding?" she roared with anger clenching his collar in her tiny hands. Tears were rolling on her cheeks. "Don't make it difficult sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you but you are getting out of control.Behave yourself and I m sending beautician here. She will make you ready ." he said trying to not sound angry but he was . "whom I m getting married to?" she asked in a low whisper. "Does it matter?" she looked at him shocked. "well if you want to know than listen you are getting married to me .." "YOU ARE A RUTHLESS MONSTER WHO HAVE NO MERCY I HATE YOU I LOATHE YOU ". He turned and went out of the room closing the door with a heavy sigh. she broke down into tears and sat on ground covering herself with her hands. ________ This is a story of a mafia leader who fell in love with a girl at first sight and compelled to make her his at any cost. what will the girl do when he will marry her forcefully? what will happen when her all decisions of hating him and making his life a living hell went in vain and by passings days and nights with him under same roof she started to have feelings for him? A story of love ,hate , friendship with happy ending..

"You should have told me before that you weren't interested in me" I yelled at my so called husband Samad. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. "Jawariyah please try to understand" Samad said but this time I won't. "From two years only I am trying to understand..... Only I am the one who's compromising... Why not you?" I questioned him. I know I was the one who was being harsh this time but that's enough. "Jawariyah.. You are not the only one who's compromising..." He yelled as his jaws clinched and he pulled me closer.. Closer to his body.. His chest... His heart.. They both are married to each other but are totally diff: She's sweet, kind, beautiful, caring and afraid.. Afraid of anger afraid of loneliness... Scared of darkness... and most importantly she's weak! She can't stand up fo herself. He's arrogant, rude, angry, bitter, a psychopathic lover... He's all what she hated.. He's rich.. He's handsome.. If you're looking for sweet romance this is not it. Mistakes.. Misunderstandings.. Miseries.. All these three words would shatter their life.. Their love.

I'll die instead of doing marriage but here I'm standing at door of his hell becoming the wife of the King of Mafia. He fisted my hair tightly and pushed me roughly and I fell down on ground. I look up and found men looking at me with lust I move my head back and look at him. " Remember one thing this is my territory and the one who has come here once, never goes back " the Devil said. I swear one day he'll himself let me go. ______ "You won't touch me" my voice come out confident like I wanted, he didn't answer me. " Why? Are you not man? " I mocked him with a slight chukle. Have you seen Saitan? I have and the moment I saw his eyes I know this is my end. Pure black colour. I just simply close my eyes and release my breath waiting for the consequences. It won't take much time and I feel a harsh grip on my hair like his is ripping them off he pushed me forward and I fell on something soft. " What did you said bitch? He growled in my ear, I just fisted the sheets. ____ " Move your eyes down" he growled at me. I bend according to his every wish, every demand neither raise my voice nor my eyes but now that's enough he took away the reason of my life now I'm not afraid of death. " Ab toh na yeh sar jhukega or na yeh ankhen" I said looking in his eyes I can see the strom rising in his deep charcoal eyes. { Now neither my head will bow down nor my eyes} " Bohot gurur hai tumhe bas kuch din, in kuch dino tumhare gurur le sath sath tumhe bhi tod denge" he said through clehched teeth stepping in closer to me establishing his dominance but I didn't move back. { You have so much ego just few days, in these few days I'll break you with your ego} " Dekhte hai " { Let's see} _____ I'm standing infront of his hell first time I was forced to come here but this time I come with my choice. " Swagat karo mera" I look at the huge iron door of his hell which is front of me. { Welcome me} " Tumhari maut aayi hai" I smriked. { Your death has come}

She tried to loosen his grip on her jaw but invane. "This i-is n-not right. You c-can't t-touch me. P-Please m-move away you're t-to close. J-just let me go." Her words only infuriated him to no end. He growled, his chest vibrated and he snickered like a deranged man. "I can touch you as much as I want and wherever I want." She felt enraged at his vile words. "NO! YOU CAN NOT! I won't allow thismmmmffff." He didn't let her finish and to emphasise on his words he took her lips in a bruising kiss which was full of passion, lust and aggression. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Alizey a 21 year old girl who is a university student,and lives happily with her family. She is a hijjabi and a practicing Muslimah. For her, her family is everything,and she can do anything for them. Alexander, the boss of the under world, known as Alex. He is ruthless,stone hearted man. What happened when he lays his eyes on a girl, who can never be his. What will he do to get her. (18+⚠️) READ TO FIND OUT. THERE ARE TOTAL 54 CHAPTERS IN THIS STORY.... Highest ranks. #1 in mine. #1 in muslim. #1 in hijabi. #1 in gunn. #1 in muslimah. #1 in desire. #1 in criminal. ** This work is completely mine and I'm strictly against plagiarism so kindly DO NOT COPY MY WORK.

"Leave me"...I struggled hard ...but his grip was too tight around my waist.. . "Never in a million years....love..... you are mine"he said... . "I'm not your property....that you can claimed as yours...."..I replied with anger in my tone... . "Oh babe..... I know you're not my property.. but you're definitely mine..don't you dare to deny that. you know that what I'm capable of.... right Darling!!???? . That was enough for me to understand.... that what is he talking about!! . ____________ This is the story of a Mafia who is obsessed with a Hijabi.. .. Sorry for the grammatical errors!! Not only Muslim... But also anyone can read my story.... Cause it's a story for everyone.... ......-*........ ___________

« Sequel of RÚẞÅRÚ - Í$H¶ » «Stand Alone Book» ~ ZÁ¥¥ÁÑ ~ "The world is all about give and take, Create your OWN°°° ~ Á¥€DÁ ~ "The world is full of fake people, The real is you, YOURSELF°°° ✨✨✨ "Calm me down" His beautiful blue eyes ranked through every inch of my body sitting calmly on his chair. His eyes were glaring in my soul like he wanted to eat me alive. His slender long fingers tapping slowly yet impatiently on the desk infront of him waiting for my answer. I don't know who made him angry again but that was the first time he asked something from me other than the work. But the question was how can i calm him down? I averted my eyes to the floor because his gaze was very intense, piercing my every core with his hardcore death glare. He stood up from his chair making his way towards me as a predator towards his prey. My breath hitched in my throat with fear engulfing me slowly. "How"? I finally dared my voice out and as usual my voice came out low and meak. He stopped a step away from me as i smelled his minty cologne in my nostrils which every time overpower my senses to think properly. "Kiss me" I snapped my head towards him as my eyes widened in response. Is he for real? ✨✨✨ For her, he was her husband, her family after the death of her parents, after the betrayal of her family but For him, She was the burden from his parents, A mere responsibility. She don't love him but still there was a spark of attraction towards him as he was her rightfully married HUSBAND. He disliked her but there was one rule in his life.What was his, Will always remain His. Doesn't matter how much he dislike her, what matters to him was, she has his name and that makes her, HIS. His WIFE. ✨ Two confused souls living in the same roof, same room yet so far. Will they ever be together? ✨ Both were like a closed book. Will they ever try to open up to eachother? Stay tuned with ZÁ¥¥ÁÑ x Á¥€DÁ! Allah Hafiz!

AND WE CREATED YOU IN PAIRS (78:8) UNDER EDITING Note: IF YOU SEE ANY MISTAKE/ERROR PLEASE NOTIFY ME IN THE COMMENTS Thanks😘 _______________________________________ _______________________________________ "Do you really wanna know sweetheart" he replied with a grin Urghhh what do I do now... "Don't you dare touch me again" I warned him He got up from bed, came in front of me... I was staring in his lite brown eyes ... With the "I am not afraid of you" look He came very close and said "Be ready, we have to go to your parents and also have your sister's reception to attend " huskily.... I became statue... And came back to earth when I heard the walk in closet door opened and then closed... * Zyva Mohammad... And Aarib Ibrahim... A billionaire, who Fell for an ordinary girl and got married to her forcefully.... Let's see what happens... Jazakallahu khairan kaseeran And do checkout an amazing book "Quranic Wisdom" It has very short chapters and great lessons.. Hope you'll love it. 😁 Do a good deed in you free time😉 do like it Comment I hope you all like Inshallah I will try to satisfy you all.... so its my first story hoping for positive response.. #2 Latest #5 faith #10 Importance #66 Spiritual #163 General Fiction

"You belong to me!" he said in his deep, husky voice, sending shivers down my spine. "And you are mine to love, princess!" His tone was full of possessiveness. "Let me go-" I started to protest, but he silenced me by pressing his index finger to my lips. "Shh, be quiet!" he whispered softly against my lips. I looked into his eyes, which were filled with desire and longing. "It's just you and me tonight, and I want to make it special for us," his strong voice sent chills down my spine. My heart raced as I felt his fingers at the edge of my dress, ready to tear it away. *"I'm about to do the most sinful things with you now, Jaan!"* His voice echoed in my ears. "I've waited long enough!" His voice grew deeper with desire. "No, please-"before I finish my sentence, he interrupted me as air rushed around my body. He ripped my dress in two pieces. ZAYAN VS DUAA AGE GAP SHE RUNS AND HE CATCHES HER SHE IS THE PREY AND HE IS THE HUNTER.

Shoaib When I saw her in bridal attire, crying helplessly and miserable, I didn't think twice to play the hero in her life. But you know when things go wrong? Exactly when Abraham bhai decides to remarry us. I hate her to the core because her brother took a piece of my heart by manipulating her. Now, even I don't know what I will do with this unwanted girl waiting for me, all dolled up as my bride because I already tainted her innocence in most unforgivable way , zina i can named it. ( Zina= committing adultery without nikah) Taniya I was devastated after Navruz's death; my heart bled knowing he was just using me and would sell me to other men. So when Shoaib gave me his shoulder to cry on, I didn't think twice before leaning my head. Unknown to the fact that he is my biggest nightmare, all dressed like a daydream *** "Don't worry, I will abort this baby of yours," she said emotionlessly. "I also want her to abort this filth, but I don't know why my heart aches by hearing her words." "She is a woman, right? And a woman has the purest and softest heart. How could she be talking about aborting my child without any remorse and pain?" "My child," bitterness filled my tongue just with his mere thought. "Why would you abort my child?" I asked out of nowhere. Unwanted emotions are taking place in my heart. "Because your child will always remind me of your injustice to me," she said, trying to be strong. Bitter memories engulf my mind. "What if I didn't allow you to abort?" I asked, controlling my rage. "Then give me a divorce after I give birth to your child," she said confidently. Her confidence is making me furious. I fisted her hair in a tight grip, making her yelp in pain. Today she will witness the darkest side of me After all, I married her to take my revenge