Iffat Sehar Tahir Forced Marriage Novels & Stories

*** In order to not unveil their previous relation on Khubaib and Rasheeda, they had to get nikkafied again infront of them. But this time, things were different. It wasn't Sherhzaad but Shehryar whose hands were shaking while signing the nikkahnama. The anguish whilst giving up the parental rights of Chahat was the worst punch to his gut, a slap to soul and torture to his bereaving mind which was naive enough to believe he would be let off easily. No, Shehrzaad had made him sigh a few conditions, all horrible in his favor. Chahat would never have Shehryar's name. He would be a father figure to her but until she turns eighteen, he will have no say in her or Shehrzaad's life.

Fathia said, “why are you so aggressive this morning, you better think straight, why are you talking like a frustrated person?“ her mom asked, “am frustrated already, and you caused my problems, you want me to be like Clara, and me and Ckara doesn't share the same destiny, I want to marry a billionaire's son, I want to be like Clara, see where It landed me, given birth outside the wedlock” Fathia said,

"Juwai, this is the best for us all, no one will marry you the way you are now. Its just a contract marriage, just for three months. By then I'll have find the best way to deal with Arfaat." "B...bu...but.....Arfaat didn't rape me dad. I don't love him and I can't marry him. Noo dad! I don't want to." She responded admittedly. "Of course I did raped you juwairiyyah, please, lemme amend for my mistakes". Said arfaat coming out of no where!

Ismail demanded. “Allah did,” Sikandar answered calmly, “ask any scholar, they’ll tell you you can’t force me to marry against my will.” Ismail was flabbergasted, he didn’t expect Sikandar to invoke the almighty. “We thought you wanted to marry her,” Aafiya insisted, “You were so happy when we announced the engagement.” “Then she started hating me for binding her to me and openly messing around with Ishaq,” Sikandar scoffed, “Even I have more pride than to settle for sloppy seconds.”

the chief said, “dad, that will not happen, I had a sealed marriage agreement with Aries, and I will never breach the agreement, and for Fathia, I won't take any responsibility for her pregnancy, let her go, and find solutions to her problems with the money that I paid her,” Fred said,

he said through his gritted teeth. I couldn't take the chance, " No you don't." I said out loud, " She's not even eighteen. I know her. We're IG friends. He killed her parents and kidnapped her brother and forced her for this marriage. He burnt his arm. Please let us go. " I requested Duante, still my gun in my hand pointed at Haidar. " She is my fiance. We got in a fight. Why is your wife making an issue of it? " Haidar said.

I couldn’t even have any relationship between with advik parents While Pandit Ji doing mantras I sat beside my patidev (husband) I wish this wedding should stop I don’t wish to marry him.... When I was involved in my world..... Someone interrupted in the beginning of the marriage I felt oh God thank you But it’s none other than a girl her name is Aakriti, my patidev childhood friend, by the way, he should marry Aakriti but due to families reputation he was forced to marry me and myself too..... I don’t know much about her

I was waiting for her and here she got married to someone. RATI: (giving a push on his chest) Yes... yes, she got married but then with what rights you forced yourself on her... on a married woman and that's so before her husband who was lying lifeless there... SIDDHARTH: (painfully) but Maa...

“Mom, seriously, stop.” She finally let out a sigh, “alright, fine, I’ll stop. But remember why we were against this union. That girl has changed over the years, Zade. She literally went to jail. She’s a criminal. I’m sure she does hard drugs and the likes. How could you seriously marry her despite all the women lined up to marry you?” I pursed my lips, wishing I could explain to her that this marriage wasn’t real and would be over in a year.

I thought sarcastically. I had never dreamed of marriage, not after what my mother went through in her so-called loving marriage with my father. I watched her crumble everyday under father's cruelty until she managed to escape. I swore to myself not to let anyone drag me into something like that. And yet, here I was. Married to an arrogant prick. My heels echoed loudly as I took hesitant steps into the vast marble foyer. The chandeliers glittered coldly overhead. I had no idea where I was heading.