Zehr E Ishq Novels & Stories

,I beamed. I felt so happy and kissed him on his cheek. "Love you soo much Krish " "God you are making me crazy woman " ******** (Note: Di means sister in Hindi language Bhai means Brother)

II Rhoda was kicking her ass as she saw the sweet pictures of Seigfred and Yhera posted online by one of the popular TV reporters. The two were eating burgers happily. Seigfred’s eyes in the photo are epitome of a man who is deeply and madly in love with his woman, so with Atty. Yhera; her every look on Seigfred would reveal her truest love over him. The caption then is not wrong. The caption says, “The Epitome of a Truly in love Couple.”

Dennis's closed their distances and replied, "Because I loved you. Because I love you. Because I will love you forever. We are SEALED for eternity, Baby. No one can come in between us. No one can hurt you. You Belongs to me. You are MINE and I can and I will kill each and every person who dares to even think of hurting you" .... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

Chapter 2 Ye Dil bhi badi kambakht cheez hain Jise ye khona nahi chahti Woh uska hona nahi chahta Jise iski talash hain dilo jaan se pyar hai Ise uska hone se aitraz hain ~Ankita Ghosh (this heart is an idiot whom she wants to be her he doesn't want her and who love her with his everything she doesn't want to be his)

Chills ran down my spine, a scream almost escaped my lips before a hand covered my mouth. "It's me, Mayson," Tim whispered as he kissed me, his hand slipping under my shirt. I gripped his hand, flustered. "What are you doing here?" "I just bought the company. The records online haven't got updated yet," he replied casually, pulling me onto his lap as he sat down in the office chair. "Your waist is so small. I can fit one hand around it," he murmured, his hand moving upward. "Here, one hand can't—"

Heinrich gasped sharply and Ezekiel could see the tears falling onto his shoes as the man pushed his collar roughly. So... they had that kind of relationship...? Heinrich and Ezra... "...You finally love her..." Heinrich whispered, pulling back Ezekiel's shoulders and hugging him. "—you bat shit crazy bastard, I love you—fucking, thank you..." Ezekiel turned to Zaha who was watching it all with a tired face. "He's drunk," Zaha said. "Yeah, I can see that," Ezekiel said flatly. Zaha stood up, trying to pull Heinrich away from hugging Ezekiel too tightly and making him awkward. He sighed tiredly, why did he always have to deal with drunk people?

me : rishi she is still small don't feed her more chocolates rishi : my daughter is strong me : everyone is spoiling her mostly you rishi : because she is my little angel me : no one can change you rishi : who said first you changed me now these both angels changed me as a human being me : you're always the best rishi rishi : really me : yeah you're the best son, best brother, best friend, best husband, best dad you're best in everything he pulled me to his embrace making me to fall on his hard abs he said "then give gift to this best husband" I asked innocently "what you want" he replied "chocolate peaches" my face turned red immediately this shameless guy isha is looking at both of us rish

Grigh Ded, is the person… Big Brother…Paul Henry, use your phone to call me. Actually he just said Grigh Ded and Boss, Fiona already remembered. "I remember, hello." The line ahead moves,Fiona also followed, the tone was also softer, "May I ask what's wrong with you looking for me?" Grigh Ded must be the uncle Paul Henry, very trustworthy, so even Fiona hasn't met him yet but still has a very good impression.

he said loudly, as if announcing some news. "What?! Haseebbbbb! Stop screaming!" "You know I love teasing you. So, our dear spectators, we have our guest over here, Zahra. Who is deeply in love with my brother, Irtaza" he said, addressing to his imaginary spectators. "This girl, Zahra, keeps zoning out whenever his name comes and his cheeks turn red whenever his name is mentioned somewhere. Isn't it love? Yes it is!!" he said like a news reporter would do.

She has to get back to office, but I know she wouldn’t do that before she meets Nivedita. I can tell that she really wants to meet her. Gandhinagar—another thirteen-hour drive stares us in the face. I wish we could’ve taken buses like Ritam did every fifteen days to meet his crippled sister. But, instead, we have Shrey’s creaky, rotten car. 15 November 2010 ‘When you know that your happiness is like a sacrificial lamb for the happiness of the person you care about, you should realize that you’re in love. The most incurable form of love.’