Islamiclovestory Stories

Trope: ✓ marriage of convenience ✓ hate-to-love ✓ slow-burn ✓ Muslim characters/love story ✓ Bad boy/good girl ✓ Second chance ✓ Billionaire romance Characters: Laiba Hayat Hussain(female protagonist) Sarah Haider Ahmed(best friend of Laiba) Zeeshan Obeid Othman(male protagonist) Aariz Obeid Othman(second male protagonist and cousin of Zeeshan) Areesha Obeid Othman(twin of Aariz) Burhaan Obeid Othman(Younger brother of Aariz) Habeeba Qadar(cousin of the Othmans) Maha Qadar (cousin of the Othmans) Essa Qadar(cousin of Othmans)

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

He wears silence like a crown. A thousand-dollar suit, eyes that cut sharper than his words. Cold. Calculated. The kind of man who turns hearts into cautionary tales. But beneath the arrogance lies a storm - one touch away from breaking his own rules. Love, to him, was a weakness... until she became his greatest distraction. She's chaos in heels - bold enough to talk back, brave enough to stand alone. A rebel trapped in silk, forced to obey, yet born to defy. She laughs at love, calls it a trap - until his cold gaze starts to feel like home. Clumsy with words, fearless with heart, she's the only flame that could melt his frost. "In a world built on control, love was the only rebellion they never planned." And she doesn't even know it yet.

In the heart of Lahore, under the grand roof of the Lodhi Haveli, two cousins from the same family walk a path neither expected - one fueled by pride, the other by unspoken emotions. Yahya Khanzada, 28, is a respected ASP and the embodiment of discipline, control, and authority. Known for his commanding aura, even elders of the family bend to his will. To him, life is logic, honor, and order - there is no room for drama, childishness, or impulsive emotions. Zimal Lodhi, 18, is everything Yahya dislikes - loud, dramatic, chubby, and impulsive. Yet beneath her childish exterior lies a fierce heart, unafraid to dream, to feel, and to challenge the world... even Yahya. Their worlds collide when circumstances force them into a marriage neither wants. A wedding born out of family duty, revenge, and unexpected twists binds them together - the cold, commanding man and the fiery, emotional girl. Hate, resentment, and misunderstandings fuel their initial days, yet as their lives intertwine, each begins to see the other beyond first impressions. From heated arguments to silent tensions, from mutual annoyance to reluctant respect, the two discover that love can be found even where hearts once feared it could never exist. Ana wa Anta is a story of pride, passion, and the slow-burning transformation of two opposites, testing the boundaries of family, honor, and the heart itself.

In my darkest sky she became my moon "why did you call me moon?" she asked me "When people look at the moon they feel peace but when I see you then I feel PEACE " I replied looking at her hazel eyes She believed in ALLAH He doesn't believed in ALLAH She have ALLAH He thinks he doesn't have anyone She wanted to live He wanted to die Two people in different world 💐 Ayan sayad A person with angry issue who are also called ruthless Bose who don't care about anyone who is in wrong path who is far away from Allah who doesn't know what home feel until he meet HER Ayesha Ahmed 💐 A person with soft heart who are called an angel who care for anyone who is in right path who believe in Allah she doesn't know how to feel home until she meet HIM Trying my best to write because it's my first story Please support!!!! Thank you ☺️

She grew up hearing one thing only- "He is your husband. Serve him. Respect him." At just seventeen, Ayat Raees is the fragile flower of the haveli, too innocent to understand love, yet bound by a nikah that was written in her childhood. And then there's him- Wali Raees. Thirty years old. Cold. Untouchable. The man who carries the entire Raees legacy on his shoulders. To the world, he is ruthless and dominant. To her, he is a stranger who makes her heart race with both fear and longing. He never asked for her. Yet he will never let her go. Because in his world, Ayat has always been his-by name, by blood, by fate. But when innocence collides with dominance, when fear begins to twist into forbidden desire... will the fragile bride survive the storm of the man called Wali Raees?

©️ 2017. Original written in 2016/2017. Highest Ranking #2 on What's Hot list- Spiritual .. Imagine being in a type of house where you're banned from dating, having two choices: 1. To get married immediately after secondary school. 2. To get married after graduating college. Being a teenager has its up and downs, and Khadijah's might be a little bit of sneaking around and defying orders. Her father disapproved of the term, and the whole concept of dating. He believed that when you're a student, your thoughts should be solely focused on your education, and when you get married, you concentrate on managing your household. Yet, Khadijah found a way to create her own choice and well, she had to face the consequences of her actions. .. "My heart beats for you Khadijah, feel it." He steadied her left hand to his chest. .. #98. 28/11/17. #83. 30/11/17. #77. 30/11/17. #67. 02/12/17. #43. 07/12/17. #37. 08/12/17. #32. 10/12/17. #24. 26/01/18. #18. 22/01/18. #16. 19/03/18. #15. 14/12/17. #14. 15/01/18. #13. 22/12/17. #10. 22/03/18. #09. 15/04/18. #07. 15/04/18. #04. 30/04/18. #03. 21/06/18. #02. 28/06/18 #1 in Hausa. #1 in Deen. #1 in MuslimRomance #1 in ProjectNigeria. Kindly vote, comment and share as you read. Please and please try to not be a silent reader. Thank you!

She was never the favorite daughter. Never the ideal cousin. Never the girl who fit into mirrors or people's expectations. Mishel Wahaj, the youngest in a large, opinionated family, has grown up hearing one thing - "You need to lose weight." From aunties' taunts to silent glances at weddings, she's been shrinking emotionally long before she ever tried to shrink physically. But on the edge of 18, something inside her breaks - and quietly begins to rebuild. Across the same bloodline, Rayyan Alvi, her much older cousin - a 28-year-old CSS officer - is everything she's not: composed, dignified, unreachable. For years, Mishel barely registered in his world. But when life pulls them back into the same orbit, something fragile begins to form between unspoken words, eyes that linger too long, and a past that refuses to stay buried. This isn't a love story told in flowers and fairytales. It's told in sajdahs, silences, self-worth, and slow healing. As Mishel fights for her identity, her voice, and her relationship with Allah - she discovers that sometimes the most powerful love stories begin when you finally learn to love yourself. A journey of broken mirrors, unexpected souls, and divine timing. Because when Allah writes your story... nothing comes too early, and nothing comes too late.

He tripped her once by accident. Twice by choice. Now he's falling too... But not in the way he planned. A story of temptation, taqwa, and the impossible space between two worlds that were never meant to meet - until they did. HALAL FICTIONAL STORY 🫀 ♡....... °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°TROPES°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° • He fell first and harder • fame x faith • Slow burn • Reversion to Islam • Impossible love • angst • 'who did this to you?' °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

"It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single woman in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a husband." Wait, that's not quite right. Malak, for one thing, does not have a good fortune, at least not the finanial kind. Still, she always felt like she had it all, though some would argue that point, especially distant relatives. But she just made tenure, upgraded to Yamaha bike with that bonus check, and most importantly, the adoption process has been finalized and she was the proud mother of the 15 year old Noor, after fostering for five years. But most people back home, all they can see is a established but single Muslim woman in her 30s in desperate need of a man, who doesn't put enough effort to get married, and selfishly chose to have a child on her own. Over the years, she's avoided potential blind dates like cooked meat on Eid morning, but deep down, she wasn't sure she could get past her belief that love and marriage weren't in her 'qadar' file. Still, nothing is ever as it seems, and when it comes to love, Malak knows better than most, that it is best not to be blind.

Sarah's life changes when Ibrahim moves into town. Both of them are striving to be better versions of themselves every day, by getting closer to Allah (سبحانه وتعالى) and doing everything they do to please Him. However, not everything goes according to plan and the smooth path gets disrupted by some rocky obstacles. How will Sarah and Ibrahim navigate these obstacles while striving to reach their ultimate goal: Jannah? Or will they perhaps end up following the footsteps of Staytan to their doom?

Mahir, a young and passionate journalist, travels to Palestine seeking stories the world has long ignored. Though he isn't Palestinian, he's deeply drawn to the culture, the people, and the land soaked in both history and pain. As he settles into life in Gaza, he begins documenting not only the conflict but the beauty and resilience of the people. When genocide breaks out, Mahir refuses to leave. He chooses to stay and use his voice to amplify the cries of the oppressed. Amidst the rubble and chaos, he meets Rameen fierce, intelligent, and compassionate woman who has lost much but never her hope. Together, they navigate trauma, resistance, and love in the heart of war. Through blood, tears, and faith, they survive. The war ends, peace begins to grow, and together, they rebuild. Mahir and Rameen marry and have two children, raising them with love, strength, and stories of survival. This is a story of sacrifice, love, and finding home in the unlikeliest of places.

"I will go to the end of my dream. I promise." One fateful summer in Algeria changed everything. A single night shattered Manel's world, leaving her with a broken heart and a sacred promise to keep. Now back in Lyon, the historic city of silk, Manel is determined to rebuild her life from the ruins. She has a dream: to conquer the cutthroat world of high fashion and prove that a hijabi designer can reach the top. But the path to the runway is paved with obstacles. And just as she begins to find her strength, a shadow from that tragic summer reappears. Kwan. The man who disappeared for four long years, leaving her to face the storm alone. The man she doesn't want to see anymore. As Manel weaves her future in the fashion industry, Kwan's unexpected return threatens to unravel the secrets she's tried so hard to bury. In a world of fleeting trends and cold ambitions, can she honor her past without losing her heart to the one man she tried to forget? A journey of resilience, hidden truths, and a "slow-burn" Halal romance set between France and Algeria.#halalromance #cleanromance #islam #Modestfashion #slowburn #Family

Opinion: chapter 7 is my favorite for now.. yet I hope you'll enjoy the story a little more with every upcoming chapter. ••• Spoiler alert, chapter 7 "Rima don't." He whispered almost and I could feel his breath touching my skin. Trying to detach myself from his gaze, I took a piece of my headscarf and stuck it in my mouth, pulled off a piece with my teeth and fastened it around his arm. "That's to stop the bleeding, professor." I said and a laugh slipped out of my mouth. "Rima.." it was more than my name that escaped his lips, he said it like he was breathing my name out. I felt a pleasant shiver all over my body. "Stop looking into my soul." I answered and pulled the improvised bandage a little harder. "You're hurting me." I didn't know if he was still talking about his wound.... ••• I must admit, I don't like writing descriptions as I love to dive right away into this story. I love to let my imagination go all over the place, while reading a story. Using the author's descriptions intertwined with my fantasy. So here you go. A story full of love, fears, tears, intellect and a little rebellion. Enjoy, fears of love.

A story of sidharth Siddiqui and his love for his widow cousin... peep inside to know more...

In the grand shadows of Khakwani Haveli, beauty blooms where love is forbidden. Born with a smile that could melt stone and a spirit too soft for the iron chains of tradition, Noorain Khakwani has always known her place - hidden beneath the weight of expectation, unseen in a world that only values power. But when whispers of an unseen savior begin to stir behind the carved walls of her ancestral haveli, her carefully drawn boundaries begin to blur. A daughter unloved. A brother adored. A secret that could unravel everything. Set against the haunting beauty of Bahawalpur's faded royalty, His Crimson Shadow is a tale of fragile hearts caught in the crossfire of power and silence. With slow-burn tension, searing emotions, and secrets buried in the dust of legacies, this is not just a love story - it's a story of awakening, defiance, and the battle between duty and desire. Sometimes, the most dangerous thing a girl can do... is dream.

Lies-that is what she is made of. Lies are what he hated the most. Her truth is like a shadow, disappearing when darkness falls. Their circumstances were nothing alike, yet destiny brought them together. One wanted revenge. The other wanted to conquer.

Six souls six stories to tell.....

⤑hurting herself was her occupation 𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆 ⤑healing her was his 𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒅 ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ׂ╰┈➤ " 𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓮𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽, 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮 " ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ " you are my bestfriend eira. " she exclaimed " you should know better than that to call me your bestfriend " with that I walked away leaving someone I love behind once again. ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ TROPES:- • he fell first she fell harder • desi × videshi • childhood friends to lovers • touch her and die • reverse grumpy × sunshine © all rights reserved my original story