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#20 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏

"Leave my hand, it's hurting."Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to get rid off of his deadly grip on her wrist.

"Why? When he holds your hand you don't tell him to back off, Huh?" Tightening his grip on her, Murad seethed. 

The pain which he was causing her was intolerable, tears fell down from those hazel orbs on her pale cheeks as she wished for a certain pair of sea blue eyes to come and save her from this tormentor.

"He is my husband! He has every right on me as I have on him." Hazaan yelled at him as anger started welling up in her body, slowly replacing the fear.

"Oh, Accha. Now, he is your husband then who am I to you? Did you forget what we had.." the words got strangled in his throat and a loud noise took place in the room making a pin drop silence which shocked the daylights of Murad as he never expected the timid, extrovert and bubbly girl to strike him hard, across the face.

"You were a mistake and you'll always be one! I was so blind in your trap which you called 'love' to not see a cold blooded  brute."

Hazaan gritted out the words not knowing what the outcome of her honesty would cost her.

Fury and rage was all he felt towards her. He jerked off his grip on her and pushed Hazaan to the wall harshly, making her yelp as her head started throbbing in pain. 

Murad wrapped his fingers on her throat and pressed his fingers more firmly which caused her to squirm in his hold for the oxygen.

His next words were not for which Hazaan was prepared for.

"You are mine Hazaan! YOU.ARE.MINE. If I can't have you then no one can..." were the last words heard by her before everything went black.All Rights Reserved

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#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••

She Has His Heart (US#4) by GlamoursMe

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Her Suspicious Healer by AuthorSafiyah

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It has always been you! by shehwarali

"...Don't show that you cared about my happiness, when you actually didn't. I doubt if you ever truly did care." I whispered the last part menacingly at him, clenching my jaw as my eyes filled with tears. The way his face hardened and his eyes dilated, I assumed he heard me as a muscle in his jaw ticked. I lowered my pointing finger and wiped my tears furiously from the back of my hand, looking away. "It's good that you got to know about everything before this marriage facade got out of our hands. Now, you'll realize that you never had any feelings for me and it was just an infatuation." He scoffed, looking away. His adam's apple bobbed as his veins popped out lividly. "Don't you dare insult my love, Wali! My love for you was so pure. You know what? You don't even deserve it." I told him, swallowing the lump in my throat. My voice came out harsh as my breath grew thin and ragged. I tried to control myself, reminding there were people in this house. Ya Allah, who was this man standing in front of me? ----- Meet Wali Rehman Khan and Aleyha Shaikh. They both grew up together, they were cousins by fate but best friends by choice. Wali had always been overprotective of her and deeply cares for her, fulfilling her every demand. She thought he loves her the way she loves him but how can he love when he hates even the thought of love? She had believed he would always be there for her but how wrong she was! He left and was back after five painful years. She no longer was the same teenager he last saw or knew, she had changed and changed for good. But still, around him, she didn't know how to feel. She tried but her heart was no longer in her control and she paid a heavy cost due to that. Was the payment worth it? Was it all along Allah's plan? -------------

Dil Ki Aawaz (Completed) (BOOK 2 OF 'DIL' SERIES) by Miss_dreamy_writer

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The Love That Hurts (#Billionaire's Obsession) | ✓ by _purplesky12

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Her Replaced Husband ✓ by nailawritesfiction

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"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.

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"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:

Far Away Love ✓ by nailawritesfiction

[A SEQUEL OF ENTANGLED LOVE] I will suggest you, read Entangled Love before this book. For her, his happiness is the most crucial thing in the world; even more important than the love she feels for him. When she can't see him ruining his life for her own sake, she can't help but force him to leave her alone and live his life in his own way. But what she doesn't know is that she won't be able to pass her one moment without him; let alone for eternity. She may be able to repress her love for him but will she be able to see a totally different him; whom she feels a whole stranger, after five years? What if he has forgotten her being the only one in his life? What if he has changed into an entirely different person than the guy from five years ago? Will she be able to live like this? Now, will she regret her decision of making him go away from her? Start date: 4.10.20 End date: 30.7.23

Tumhari Pratiksha - Lost and Found by charmingblush

She was walking back to the hotel, when suddenly a strong hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her into a nearby room. Panic surged through her, and she opened her mouth to scream, but before she could make a sound, another hand covered her mouth. She struggled to break free, until she saw who it was. Reyansh. His face was close, and eyes dark with frustration. "I'm so sorry," he whispered urgently, "I didn't want to do this, but you've forced me to this point." Her wide eyes locked onto his, her breath coming in short gasps as he slowly released his hold on her mouth, "Wh-what are you doing?" His grip tightened around her wrist, pulling her a little close. His breath was warm against her cheek, and the closeness between them sent a shiver down her spine. "This... this is choking me. I can't stand it anymore." Her mouth went dry, and she tried to pull her wrist free, but he only held on tighter, his thumb brushing over her skin in a way that sent sparks through her entire body. His intensity, the heat between them, was overwhelming. "Reyansh, I-" She couldn't finish the sentence. "You're driving me insane," he breathed, leaning in even closer. His forehead almost touched hers, and his fingers traced down her arm slowly, he whispered, "Talk to me, Pratiksha... please." ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger? One thing was certain that it was going to be a hell of a ride. And knowing him, it was definitely going to be dramatic too, because being simple was never his style.

Tied By Promise by bookxishq

MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE "You didn't trust me" Guilt wash over her when a tear cascades down his eye. He is crying for the first time. She is the sole reason behind his tears. "I am sorry" She lowers her eyes in shame. He steps closer to her gripping her forearm with his left hand. A shiver rolled down her spine not due to their proximity but due to the tension vibrating between them. She looks up and her heart crack in response as betrayal brims his eyes. "You claimed to love me but you couldn't trust me. Is our love so fragile ?" His words cut through her soul. The question felt like a mock. Question on their relationship. Question on her trust for him. Question on her lover for him. "I trusted you with everything. I strip off my every layer for you. I bared my soul to you. You are the only one whom I allowed to do this and I get this in return. If this is what love feels like then I don't want it" He left arms with a jerk and heaved a sigh suppressing the anger bubbling inside him. Hurt visible on his face and his voice held a mixture of anger and pain. She had never seen him this sad. This helpless. She hates to admit that she is the cause of it. "Adhyan please don't---" "You are,you were and you will be my responsibility. So there is no chance I will hurt you, it would be best If I go away " Two souls bounded by sacred bond. Tied by the promises of their grandparents. Will they be able to fulfill their promises ? Or break them by breaking each other ? Join their journey to know what the future holds for them.

•••RÚßÂRÚ - Í$H¶•••✓ by EtratEjaz1117

~ ZA¥DAN ~ 'Life is a Game of chess' Move in silence only to say CHECKMATE°°° ~ HA¥AT ~ 'Life can be a game of chess' But with a calm mind, Life can be crystal CLEAR°°° ✨✨✨ "Your name"? He asked as he stood up from his chair, taking slow steps towards me making me take steps backward, his voice extremely dark with a slightest bit of anger, his blue eyes roaming to every inch of my body taking his pleasurable time, as his blue eyes stopped at my eyes and met mine amber one, A chill rustled through my spine. Confusion spread across my face as fear engulfed me. Why is he asking my name? Like he don't know, I really wanted to roll my eyes but held the urge in. "Hayat" I replied confidently as my back hit the wall. A dead end. "Full name"? He asked fully invading my personal space as he placed both his hands on each side of wall trapping me in. We stared at eachother in silence. "Hayat Malik" I replied still staring at him. As the words slipped out of my tongue, a small smirk made its way to his lips. This was a simple action but I could sense danger from his eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something Miss...." He trailed off as he took a hold of my face from his right hand, left hand still on the wall. Tinkles spread across my stomach as his hand made contact with my skin. "Hayat Zaydan Malik" He completed and with that he slammed his lips against mine. ✨✨✨ Just two words took to break everything, Misunderstandings aroused, Their friendship broke, Their bond broke along that unknowningly they broke too. She was in love with her cousin, Her only best friend, Her ZAY. He was in love with his other cousin Rameen. ✨What will happen when they will come face to face after whole 5 years? ✨What will be the end of the pure bond called 'NIKKAH'? ✨Will he get RUBARU with his real ISHQ? Stay tuned with ZA¥DAN x HA¥AT! Allah Hafiz! 1# possessive«45.9k» 1# spiritual «31k» 1# LoveHate«10.3K» 1# jealousy«38.2K

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#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••