Mohabbat Man Mehram Novels & Stories

They are mine, how can they leave me? What would be Arohi doing right now, is she okay? If Arohi suffers from any kind of pain, I will definitely teach Raahi a lesson that she could never forget. Well, Raahi, my wife. She is the most beautiful woman in this world. She is someone, I can never take my eyes away from. She is perfect for me, Arhaan's Raahi. Yeah, it has a nice ring to it. I can't forget, when I saw her for the first time, seventeen years ago. That day is still the most blissful day of my life. Because that day, I found her, my life and my wife.

Malhotra puts her hand on his shoulder, saying very politely and lovingly, “Our lovely Zahir has learned a few words from his uncle, am I right?” I grin, “All that impressed me,” I glance at him, adding, “He’s like my father.” He smiles at me, giving me another hug. “And this is Hoor, my wife, the one you were so eager to see,” I say as I hold Hoor’s hand and she steps closer to me. She greets them and Mrs Malhotra instantly hugs her. “God bless you, my child!” She lets go of her and I see tears welling up in Mrs Malhotra’s eyes as she looks at Hoor.

Melek enters the room, radiant in her white dress, her smile lighting up the entire room. Our eyes meet, and at that moment, the whole world disappears. Melek approaches me, each step filled with grace and determination. When she reaches my side, I take her hand and feel a deep and eternal connection. We gaze at each other with love and anticipation. "Welcome to this special day," says the officiant, breaking the silence of the room. And this time it's a real officiant, not some actor that Erdem hired. "We are here to celebrate the love and union of Habbab and Melek. Today, they join in matrimony, promising to share their lives and their dreams."

My nickname never bothered me more than it did at that moment. “Let’s not pretend we both don’t know why I’m here. So let’s go ahead and get it over with. I Caleb Fierier reject you Kya the cursed. May you live out your miserable life without me” I shattered inside. My only hope. My only chance for love? Holy hell I am cursed. I never imagined the pain that flowed over my body at that moment could be so excruciating. I dropped to the ground barely grasping consciousness as my heart tore into millions of pieces. My wolf howled endlessly in my mind.

Mehra. ( Just living these day by God's grace. ) "Aa maro dikro ane aa eni vav che. 2 divas pehla Lagaan thaiya." Mr.Mehra introduced as Zeeshant touched his feet as Myra joined hands to greet him. ( This is my son and this is his wife. It's been 2 days of their marriage. ) "Aa dikri jignesh bhai ni che ne ?" He asked as she nodded with a smile.

"Aap jaanti hai ki hamari pehli Mohabbat koi or hai... hum aapko unki jagah kabhi nahi de paenge" "You know that my love is someone else. I would never be able to give that place to you" He said looking at my face and feathered my cheeks a little. "Manjoor hai" "Accepted," I said looking into his eyes. "Hamare saath rehna bhot mushkil hai... hazaro dushman hai hamare, Aap jaanti hai ki isi wajeh see humne unhe kho diya" "It's very tough to stay with me... there are thousands of enemies of mine, You know I lost her because of this reason." He said.

"This beautiful day is to celebrate my engagement to the best man, the most wonderful of men." Lucky watches, trying to blend into the background, but it’s impossible. Alicia continues, her voice a mixture of sweetness and deceit. "You see, the first time I met Lucky, I knew he was the one for me. Oh boy! The butterflies! He's such an amazing person, and we've shared so many great moments and memories together. I'm so excited that he's the person I get to call my husband." Lucky marvels at how effortlessly the lies pour from her lips. She was even worse than he could have possibly imagined.

How the hell was I supposed to explain that this wasn’t like the usual chaos—selling his homes, wrecking his cars past saving, or trashing his things like I used to without a second thought in my past life? “I’m not sure he will. My marriage is over, Mom.” I sniffled, trying to stop a new fresh bout of tears. My throat burned. My chest ached like someone had carved out my ribs and left the rest to collapse. “It’s not, Princess. Believe me, it’s not. Couples have problems all the time.” “How are you so sure?” I asked. She smiled. That quiet, mother-knows-best smile that made me feel six years old again. “Because he loves you, Olivia. I’ve never seen a man love someone the way he loves you.”

Emma I looked at her with a shocked expression and said, “What did you just say?” Isha immediately shook her head. “No, I didn’t mean what I just said. I know your husband loves you a lot, but I’ve always heard that men aren’t loyal to their partners.” She said it so innocently that I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, you’re right. But I love him, and he’s more than just a husband to me—he’s my everything. He would never betray me.”