Novel & Cerita Muslim Romance

“Aunty Nandini is right, it will look good on you, Mom.” “Tessa—“ Salima smiled. “What do you think?” She turned the picture to her. Tessa nodded in approval, a soft smile curling on her face. “They’re right. You’ll look beautiful.” Salima chuckled then. “Okay fine, I’ll consider it.” Roman looked down at Tessa, his expression softening. He lifted her chin gently and kissed her—slow, tender, right there in front of everyone. “Maybe we could have a second wedding too,” Tessa murmured, loud enough for the room to hear. “Our first wasn’t exactly… romantic.”

Tears were streaming down my face but I didn't speak a single thing. Daniel's POV I couldn't believe this... she could be that low... Ohh... "All girls are the same " I looked at them with disgust. She was cheaper than Emily or Lily. The voice of Shuzaat rang in my ears "We are Muslims and dating is haram for us. She is just a friend for me and my family had already chosen someone for me" I glanced at both of them... Shuzaat was looking shocked and pissed off and Anabia... she didn't speak a word... her eyes were pricking from tears.

She couldn’t live more to see the happiness of their children. Mustepha was heart-broken on her death but nevertheless gathered himself together to bring up his children with love so that they don’t feel the missing love of their mother. Mustepha had two sons and a daughter. The two brothers adored their sister who was like an angel in their life. Mustepha named her Rosie and certainly she was a light in their house. Years went on as children grew up. Demir, the eldest son joined business with his father while Murat, the younger one became a doctor. Rosie was still in college. As Murat worked in the New York, he got her admission in one of the biggest colleges of the city. Rosie being the ge

"Oh, please, what's wrong with him? That guy is in love with you since college." "I don't like him. I mean... he isn't my type." Rida shrugged her shoulder. "Then what is your type?" "Serious, calm, less talkative. Usman talks like there is no tomorrow, plus he jokes around with everyone, I don't like it..." Rida was going on and on about the reason not liking Usman, which made Subh-Dil roll her eyes as she turned to go to the sink and place the dirty cups there, but before she could place them there, the cups slipped away from her hands, all out of sudden, creating a loud noise.

he whispered to her ears, and the next second, Celeste back had already hit the bed. .. .. .. Celeste sat on top of the bed, with the sheets around her chest as she watched Moreau leaving the cottage. That's how it happens, loveless sex, and then boom. All Moreau does is have sex with her and the next minute he gone, she is nothing but a sex slave to him, upon all the affection she shows him, he treats her like trash, they've never even kissed before, he only slams into her hard, cause Moreau loves hardcore sex, thankfully she's a vampire, she heals on time, after the tedious sessions of never ending sex.

" How radiant. How beautiful/handsome. How much I love you. They stayed on their knees looking at each other until Rumeysa could no longer stand it. She crawled towards him and embraced him. This was the best gift she have ever being given in her entire life. There was nothing more satisfying than being on the same page with the one you love. In fact it was a blessing. She never thought that her man would be a Muslim. She held him and cradled his head on her chest. Muntaha wrapped his arms around her lower stomach and back.

After sometime aarav and the whole family comes back home, and next morning went normal for everyone, days are passing normally, in these days everything going perfect aarav and aleena romance is on full moad. Both of them almost daily make love to each other, Aleena stops him every time but he says I am your husband I have full rights on you, after that she didn't say anything to him. Time skips fastly, and now after lots of discussions, arguments and fights, today is the wedding day of Aleena and Aarav, today both of them are going to get married to each other. Today they are going to marry according to Muslim

I said irritably. "Yeah, I feel you!" He agrees. "We're still young, but they seem to be in a hurry to get us married to just anyone." He added. "They don't understand that we are not ready for such things and you are even more so," I said then just sighed. Will this best friend of mine be willing to marry a woman? He's gay so obviously, he likes men. "They believe that this kind of setup will work, because they already experienced this, and agreed to marry each other."

She watched as the anxiety on his face vanish but there were still some embers of hope in his eyes. "I guess I'll just have to charm you then. I'll charm you into falling in love with me," Asher asserts, yet he was scared his words were dumb. He could be slick-tongued with the ladies when he wanted to, but he had no such luck with Joan. Still, he hoped his words carried over his emotions. This was all so confusing to Joan. She and Asher are in a contractual relationship which he initiated for selfish reasons. They are deceiving people through the camouflage of a fake romance. All that was enough for Joan to refuse his advances now that he wants an actual romance.

"Bring it on, vampire. I'm ready for anything." With a playful gleam in his eyes, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips once again, this time with a mix of tenderness and mischief. Our laughter dissolved into a passionate embrace. At that moment, surrounded by the aroma of breakfast cooking and the warmth of our connection, I realized that our love was not just about the serious moments or the battles we faced. It was also about finding joy and laughter in the simplest of moments, cherishing the lightheartedness that kept our spirits alive.