Romantic Novel In Urdu Novels & Stories

“Do it properly. Don't be sloppy. Little by little until you get him to agree to what I want to happen. Open up this topic to him but don't make it obvious.” He ended the call with just a reminder about what I would do to attract Callum. Can I really do that? I’m too innocent to even know how to romance my husband! I don’t know a thing about romancing or seducing a man because I don’t have any experience about that! Fuck! I stood up straight when someone suddenly opened the door. And there, I saw Callum looking so wasted. I was shocked to see his face. His dress shirt’s buttons were now open. I don’t know where his coat is now and his necktie.

“What is the novel title?” “It was titled “The Pakistani Bride.” I know I saw it here beside the “Mottled Dawn”. Who could have taken it?” Liyana uttered, looking sadly at the woman. “Then a librarian must be reading it,” Gurkiran said, turning to go back to her office. “Who could that be on such a golden day?” Liyana lamented, going away with the woman. “Come back another time.” “That can't be!” Liyana stamp her feet on the floor and Gurkiran looked at her.

My love, you make my Imaan rise, you help me in the Dunya, and for this and many other reasons, I want to meet you again in Jannah! If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't Happy reading… Meerab p.o.v " Here…. Your favourite " I serve the paratha filled with green chillies . I gave a sickly sweet smile . His eyebrows automatically furrowed . I press my lips into thin lines…. trying my best not to laugh…

I do warn you," she said, with no intention of keeping her promise, letting him kiss her good-bye. She liked Rory, she was used to him, but there wasn't that enchantment she always thought there should be between a man and a woman who love each other. Was he not fantasizing about love? Could it be that companionship and understanding weren't more important? After all, she and Rory liked the same things and had the same views. Unlike Karim Khan, who didn't believe in anything that mattered to her. Angry that she had remembered the Iranian, she tried to erase the image from her mind. But he was still there, challenging her, his smile and his sardonic gaze. Fleur had barely finished breakfast t

If You're Yet To Read My Crush By Ishabdool Quickly do that, I don't think you would want to Miss out on the amazing love story of two loving souls ***************** Tehzeeb immediately arrange everywhere put incense in every part of the house and went to bath before her husband comes back since she knows the place he will get the kitchen is a little bit far from them, so she used that chance to dressed up. She wore one of her new lace and cover herself with Vail then she sat on the center of the bed waiting for her hubby to come back(Amarya with big baby bump). Immediately she heard the door being closed she covered her face which AA entered and saw her like that. He almost laughed but comp

Amaro felt like his heart was like a glass that was smashed into pieces at the sight of Kashmir hugged by another man. The man gazed intensely upon Kashmir. "I love you honey" " I love you too, honey" then Kashmir tiptoed to kiss the man. And they kissed one another softly, the man picked her up in his arms as they kissed. A maro's knees cave in, he couldn't move from where he was standing. He wants to walk towards them and snatch Kashmir from the man's arm. He bellowed Kashmir's name but she didn't look back. T

I ask the question to which I wanted to know the answer for these two months again in her ear. O karam khudaya hai tera pyar jo paaya hai tujhpe marke hi toh mujhe jeena aaya hai O tere sang yaara khushrang bahara tu raat deewani main zard sitaara O tere sang yaara khushrang bahara main behta musafir tu Thehra kinara (With you, O beloved, the spring is colorful, I am the flowing passenger, and you are a silent shore.)

Back then, he had used this trick to win over her heart too. Looking back, she finally realized how stupid she was before. A man’s promise was only a lie. All the romantic gestures were traps to bedazzle the woman’s heart. The corners of her lips twitched into a sardonic smile as she held the bouquet of flowers. Matthew thought success was near upon seeing her smile. Immediately, he did as he had rehearsed before and led her toward the hall that was covered with fresh flowers. He readjusted his emotions, knelt one knee, and held her hands. “Christina, I like you. Be my girlfriend.”

“Quick he's loosing so much blood!” And . Darkness… Desiree's POV I was sitted in a garden with a beautiful book in my hands, that I found on my way to the garden , this beautiful green gardens had a bench where I could sit, I sat there and began reading the book. It was a romance novel talking about two lovers who couldn't reach one another, they knew each other deeply but they just couldn't seem to hold hands in reality, their realities clashed. As I read, I had this great urge to look up and I saw the most beautiful human ever, he walked up to me in his very beautiful bicycle.

The Bonding Love (Ver. English) Writer by Mamaya Writer This novel is written solely from the imagination of the writer. The plot, location, culture, beliefs, religion, and characters do not exist. Dear readers, please use discretion when reading. It's all just a hypothesis to write it all over again. Prologue In the year 199X,