Most Romantic Urdu Novels & Stories

-From Sahir's Point Of View- Hotel My Lady (Chennai, India) Time -9.33pm Mostly Crowded! In The Open Mic Audition (Singer singing in Arabic, Translation is in the bracket) Roozi bood aasheqat boodam (There were times that I loved you) As soon as I entered the lavish five-star hotel & stood in front of the door, I noticed how everyone stopped doing whatever they were busy doing and their heads turned at me.

Can they just forget and accept them again in their life? Jai asked the DJ to put the romantic number so that they can have a couple dance at last to lighten the environment. In Lamhon Ke Daaman Mein Pakiza Se Riste Hain Koi Kalma Mohabat Ka Dohrate Farishte Hain Translation: In the lap of these moments There are pure relationships Some holy verse of loveIs being recited by the angels "Let's grab our partner and dance together," Jai shouted as he asked the hands of shagun.

"But I'm curious, what does romance mean to you?" Max leaned in closer to Chloe, his voice low and husky, as he whispered softly into her ear, "Romance is like the changing sky at dusk, with colors shifting and blending together to create something new and beautiful each time. It's like the dance of fireflies on a warm summer evening, a dazzling display that takes your breath away.” His words flowed like a gentle stream, carrying with them the promise of something sweet and special. Chloe felt her heart skip a beat, and a shiver ran down her spine like a gentle breeze on a summer day, as she turned away to hide the reddened flush on her cheeks.

(If you laugh I feel happy If you feel sad Then I cry, If you go away I feel restless, Just feel it once, It's called love) **** Pyaar tumse hai bata nahi sakte, Haq tumpe jata nahi sakte Kitni bedard hai meri majbooriyaan Manzil saamne hai kadam bada Nahi sakte....... (I can't tell that I love you, I can't say that I have right on you How bad my compulsions are The destination is infront of me

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

The words struck her harder than anything else had that night. Emotion surged up inside her, overwhelming and tangled, a rush so strong she did not know whether she wanted to cry, to laugh, or to run and hide. She had wanted this for so long, had feared it just as much, and now that it was happening, she felt unbearably exposed. A wide smile spread across his face, bright enough that it seemed to change the room itself. “You’re beautiful,” he said softly, reaching a hand toward her. He did not grab for her, did not rush the moment. He rested his palm on the bed between them, an offering rather than a demand.

"Oh, son, you're here too." "Hi," Adam greeted, and I gave him a stern look. "So, Mrs. Evangelista, you know Mr. Zhymian?" Miss Aragon asked. "Well, of course! He is my daughter's husband," my Mom said, and then another person entered. I exchanged glances with Adam as they greeted each other; it was Adam's mom. This life is so annoying. Why does it always seem like it's punishing me? "SORRY, Miss Aragon. You know how today's youth can be passionate, especially these two who are newlyweds," I heard Adam's mom say, and they laughed as if this wasn't a big problem they handed me.

I replied. "Well that's because you aren't married yet, by the time you are, your cost of living will be skyhigh" "And who said I am ever going to get married" I said and she stopped to look at me. "So you're gonna remain single for the rest of your life?" She asked. "If possible yes." "It's not possible" she said. "And what makes you so sure?" I asked "Because the human heart always fall in love, no matter how hard your heart it, someone will definitely emerge to soften it up one day and when that happens to you, I am gonna remind you that I told you so."

"Hurry up then. Aryan can't wait any longer." "He's waited years for me. I'm sure he can wait for a few more hours." Subhadra laughed. "You're such a brat." The marriage went by smoothly, with lots of fun added to it. Subhadra caught eyes with Vikram many times and she couldn't help, but smile every time she saw him. When she saw him alone, she decided to approach him. "How many other girls did Mr. Romeo meet today?" He frowned. "Mr. Romeo had eyes for only one woman. Romeo only has eyes for Juliet. Vikram only has eyes for Subhadra."

The moment he caught sight of her, he yanked her into his arms, babbling senselessly. "Charlotte, I'm so glad you've come back to me at last, after all this time… I want to spend the rest of my life with you, making you happy… I swear you'll have nothing but the very best… that's why I've spent five years learning how to sweet-talk a woman, buy her gifts… I'm a good kisser, now! I'll be so good to you! I'll make you feel like the luckiest woman who ever lived! So, please… say you'll be mine, won't you? I really, really, really like you…"