Ziddi Mohabbat Novel Novels & Stories

Only life is worse than death, which makes people happiest. "What did you say?" Sophia looked at Grace in disbelief. Aiden and Jackson sent her to a mental hospital together, but he himself went to jail? Is it Jackson? No. Unless Aiden wants to, who can touch him? Suddenly, Sophia understood, but she laughed sadly: "It turns out that he has already fallen in love with Isabella, and I am just an obstacle to him. He just thinks Isabella is disgusting, and he is even more disgusted that he knows that Isabella is disgusting but still in love.”

He chuckled then turned off the lamp and I held his arm close. “Don’t be scared, I’m right here,” he assured and I could feel his hand moving around my waist. My heart pounded heavily. He was gently caressing me. I could feel his touch and everything. I felt a rush of desire as he leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a soft, lingering kiss. It was a kiss filled with tenderness, love, and a hunger that had been building between us for weeks. Oh, God! I couldn’t help but respond passionately. I was rather a novice, but not clueless. As we continued to kiss, our hands explored each other’s bodies, teasing and tantalizing. His touch was electrifying, sending shivers down my spine, and I respond

Siddharth about to took a step towards her but Anit jiju stop him by putting his hand on his shoulder. "Since my childhood I had done every possible things to gain his attention but he never noticed me. I studied hard to get into his college but his all focus in his study. It wasn't Anna who want to marry him. She always wanted what I want. I want to marry him but when I talked Jeffrey uncle about him, He met his dad with Anna's marriage proposal despite knowing that I love him and his daughter was six year older than him and divorce too. She was obsessed with his money and I was obsessed with him. I was happy when I came to know that he rejected her. I thought now he could be mine and I wil

ok says Ibrahim, both sleep and after some days Ibrahim gets well perfectly, right now Ibrahim was making love to mehak, just then Ibrahim phone ranged up, he doesn't want to receive it but seen caller name he says Jaan this is important he received it and says hello, hello me Ibrahim I am your Dr I got your money to thank you, Ibrahim sir if you want some more help just call me, Ibrahim says ok and cuts the call, on the other hand, Dr wife says Ibrahim khan gave you this much money why? dr says because he loves his wife very much he can do anything for her you see mafia possessive love, Ibrahim made love to mehak and says this mafia man can do anything for his mehak, only you can make me on

Within three days we all shifted to Bangalore. I became lifeless without Abhi. The pain he gave me will never be cured. I loved him with all my heart but he didn't give me a chance to explain and most importantly he didn't have any faith in my love. I started hating myself to love Abhi. I hate myself now, I don't want to see his face again in my life. *******Abhi POV******

I did not understand why they would not believe me even after the countless times I reassured them I would stay far away from them. Nevertheless, I nodded and bowed. "I won't make the same mistake again." They said nothing in return. I went to hold Shelly and left the room. Benjamin stopped me just to say Nick was waiting to send me back. This time, I rejected his offer. … When Shelly and I got to the apartment I rented, she asked, her voice endearing, "Do they dislike me?" Children were very sensitive. They could easily tell if someone disliked them. I shook my head. "They don't."

Lily sat at the coffee shop, sipping her latte and scrolling through her phone. She had always loved this place – the cozy atmosphere, the smell of fresh coffee, and the sound of the barista's steaming milk. It was her safe haven, her escape from the chaos of her life. As she looked up from her phone, she caught sight of James walking towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him – tall, handsome, and charming as ever. He was her best friend Sarah's fiancé, and Lily had been secretly in love with him for years.

My heart pounded as I struggled, but he was stronger, pinning me with ease. “Relax,” he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. “I’m not going to hurt you.” That wasn’t the problem. The problem was the way my skin burned where he touched me. The way my pulse betrayed me, racing like I actually liked this—like I wanted to know what he’d do next. I clenched my jaw. Get a grip, Zara. He is a fucking Mafia King. A heartless bastard who had killed more than a hundred lives, a jackass who wouldn't hesitate to kill me once he found out my true aim.

After mum and dad died in a plane crash, I and Zayd had to struggle on our own to make the best out of life. In this process, Zayd meets Madinah and they continued their long-time relationship. Madinah, in the other hand has brain issues and can't differenciate between love and hatred. Controlling her temper is one difficult thing on it's own. Are they destined to be with each other? What happens when Madinah and Zayd start having misunderstandings? Finding out if they were really meant to be?...

“He’s the help. And I’m carrying your baby. Your wife is blind and she doesn’t know anything. Do you honestly think she’s going to walk away from you, and all of this? That little poor orphan, come on. I think you need to tell her. Your mother already knows, and she's ecstatic about the baby plus she can’t stand your wife anyways. She said she’s a user who married you for your money. If it wasn’t for that accident, you never would've married her.” My hand trembled around the phone. Not out of sadness, but out of fury. Zade let out a long breath. “I love my wife. I truly do, and I don’t know what you get out of trying to twist it, but I love her.” Silence. Then Daisy scoffed. “So what are you