Ishq Bina Novels & Stories

“Is there any way I can teach you that apart from threatening you with a knife?” “What’s wrong with hugging? You’re clearly enjoying it.” He squeezes me tighter, the heat of his body traveling through his dress and my tee shirt, kindling the parts of my body that I prefer to remain dormant. Then, he laughs and lets go. “I’m just so happy right now, I wanted to share it with you.”

Was she scared without me by her side? My hand brushed against my bag, and I felt something sticky. The strawberry ice cream had melted. My Bibi would never come back. I collapsed over her bed, crying, my heart breaking. A vast wave of sorrow engulfed me, and everything around me spun before I lost consciousness.

I batted my lashes and replied lightly, "Kiss me, and I'll have the motivation." My words hit Marcus like a lightning bolt. His head snapped up, and the pen ripped a long line across the page. "What?" he exclaimed. A smirk tugged at my lips as I looked at him. "Didn't you ask what you can do to get me going? One kiss, and I'm fully recharged." He froze completely. His eyes darted around, lashes fluttering behind his glasses. He swallowed hard, yet he couldn't get a single word out. The blush spread from his face to his neck.

(You stay on my lips Like a poem I'll remain awake in your Eyes like a dream) Tu ishq ishq sa mere Rooh mein aake bas ja Jis aur teri shehnaai Uss or mein bhagure (You come and reside in My soul like love I run in the direction Where your music plays) Haath thaam le piya Karte hein vaada Ab se tu aarzu Tu hi hein irada (Beloved, let's hold hands And make a promise From now on you're My wish and my intention) Mera naam le piya Main teri rubaai Teri hi to piche piche Barsaat ayi, barsaat ayi (Beloved, take my name as I am your poem The rain keep following you) Tu ittr ittr sa mere Saansoe mein bikhar ja

The Nineties’ Thing Pehla nasha, pehla khumar Naya pyar hai naya intezar Kar lu main kya apna haal, aye dil-e-beqarar Mere dil-e-beqarar, tu hi bata… The first tipsiness, the first hangover This is new love, new wait What do I make of myself, O restless heart! My restless heart, you tell me this.

Getting annoyed by his constant useless questions, she tried to answer him straightly to get herself free from him. "And what about you, have you done for yourself?" Sikandar Shah inquired further. "I'm not doing." "Why?" His questioning seems not to end anytime soon. Biya glared at him angrily, but she didn't saw any soft expression on the face of Sikandar Shah. "I'm asking you why?" "Because I am not going for nikkah then what use of doing shopping." "And why are you not going for nikkah?" "Sikandar Shah, it's my own life. Where I am going, where not, you have nothing to do with it." Biya was really getting irritated by his constant questioning.

Can't I love my husband? Ibrahim smrik and says if you want to love me than love me in a right way..... What is the right way asked mehak..... Ibrahim take her in his lab than make her lay down in mehak and says I"ll show you the right way saying this he kissed her lips and she kissed him back they both share very passionate night with each other!

Aayana's POV - Iqra is climbing stairs, I am feeling so sorry for what she has gone through. I am just looking at her. She enters her room. "I love you," Iru said and I looked at her with a surprised look. "I love you back but why suddenly !!!" I asked. "Because you may think that I am thinking of Iqra. I can't take any chances that you will be upset with me." Iru said. And I hugged her and then said,

" Sau andheron mein bhi roshan ho, us haqeeqat ki talash hai ... teri dehleez pe chhod aaye, us mohabbat ki talash hai ... jhukne ki ibaadat ko toh samjhe jahaan walon ... katne pe joh haasil ho, us jannat ki talash hai (I'm looking for that reality which shines even in extreme dark conditions ... I' looking for that love which I left at your doorsteps ... people of the world, try to understand the prayer when one bows down ... I'm looking for that heaven which you attain after death.)" he said the last line looking dead in my eyes " Agar baazi ishq ki baazi hai toh joh chahe laga lo ... dar kaisa ... agar jeet gaye toh kya kehna ... agar haare bhi toh baazi maat nahi

I know I would never tire of her even if we lived forever my need for her infinite, my love infinite. Releasing her lips I kiss the tip of her nose, her forehead and bury my face in her hair inhaling its sweet scent of jasmine and bergamot. I could just stay here like this forever. She has allowed her arms to wrap around me, her embrace warm and loving, her fingers sending shivers of pleasure through me as they lightly trace my back. I am in a state of true bliss as we connect like this, unsure how long we stay wrapped in each other. Eventually I pluck up the courage to ask what I so desperately need to know “Lia are you ready to tell me the truth now?” I whisper into her hair.