"I had never known the true meaning of love, it was always something I just acted in movies. To me, there was no such thing as true love because I would never want to be vulnerable. I'd never want to be open to being torn apart but when I saw her. My daughter, everything changed. She was everything to me, I loved everything about her. To the way her nose wrinkled when she laughed and how her bangs were always messy when she ran around to much. I loved her chubby hands that would hold onto my jeans when I was busy and couldn't hold her hand. She is my princess, my true love." [not edited...sorry if some shit makes you cringe] Contains strong language even though it's a cute little book about a father growing to love a daughter he found out about on a guy's night. [#1- father] [#2 - daughter] [#3 - singlefather]

Its available on dreame SHAH MEER KHIZAR(age 26) a rutless landlord and bussinessman . he doesnt think twice before killing someone . ZARA MALIK (age 19) a beautiful bubbly girl with a pure heart . what will happen when the beast will fall for her ? how will she handle the intensity of his love? if you want to know then please continue to read . (Hey friends! i am back with another story . i hope that you will love this one )

CHILDHOOD LOVE SERIES BOOK 2 it can be read as a standalone . "Do you even care for me? " the girl said with fire in her eyes . Armaan kept standing there, not knowing what to say ." Your mom wants us to marry !!! Is this what i have to go through everyday? " the girl shouted in anger. " you are over reacting" armaan said in a calm tone. " i am over reacting? Am i?!!!! Your heart is so full of her, theres so space for anyone else !stop making a fool out of everyone and see whats inside you ."the girl said and turned to leave. " i care for you " armaan said . The girl stopped in her track and turned " yes you do ! But as nothing more than a friend !!! Open your eyes before you end up hurting yourself and her " she said and left .armaan closed his eyes , shooking his head . " its not the truth....i cant love her like that ...i cant " he said and punched the wall in anger. this is the story of armaan malik and aria noor .how their relationship change with time, how armaan's love will change with time , how it will effect Aria? (ASSALAM UALAIKUM READERS! hope that you will love this story )

6 individuals, 6 hearts, going through heartbreaks and betrayals to find the love of their life. One openly claiming her love, the other much hesitant and closed off to her. One not knowing who to love, the other helping her to find the right path. One betraying the love of her life, the other making her pay for her sins. This is a story of love, passion, hate, misunderstanding, betrayal and hurt because.... if the hurt comes so will the love & happiness.

❝ She has always dreamed of having that perfect 'home' but then found 'him' instead ❞ A home is something that she has always dreamt of, where she'd be cherished and loved. Life has been pretty difficult after she has lost her parents at the age of 11. She was a very ambitious girl with lots of dreams and fashion designing was one of them but getting married to a guy who's not her best friend, was a big no to her. And yet she found herself signing the wedding papers at 21 years to the last man she'd possibly ever like. He was the son of a politician, wanting to be a politician ultimately. After facing a trauma of losing someone so close to him, he became closed off and cold hearted. His only plan in life for his future was to be a politician like his father and nothing else. Getting married was never a part of his plans. And yet he found himself getting married at 25 years to the last woman he'd possibly look at.. He is, Abrar Shah. She is, Haya(t) Ali. And this is their story. ••• Book One in the "Let Go Series" Word Count: 59,214 Ratings: The book is intended for mature audiences. But there's no explicit description. Fade to black only. •••

❝ She knew he can never be hers and yet she fell in love with him ❞ Fairytales exist only in books and movies. That's what Natasha Rehman told herself every time she looks at her best friend. She also knew it was foolishness for hoping that he'd look at her the way she wants him to look. But Natasha isn't that delusional. She knew there was no happily ever after for her and Farhan Sheikh, or so she thought. Farhan has been in love once and that failed terribly. And what hurt him more was, that it was his best friend who broke his heart. After reading all the clichés about next-door neighbours and best friends falling in love and getting married, he realized it happens probably only in the books and movies. Real-life sucks, big time. After his heartbreak, all he ever wanted was to establish his own name in the fashion industry... not get married. Not with Natasha Rehman at least, who also happens to be his best friend. Life can be complicated sometimes, in his case it was all the time. ••• Book Two in the "Let Go Series." CANNOT be read as a stand-alone. Word Count: 53,187 Ratings: The book is intended for mature audiences. But there's no explicit description. Fade to black only. •••

❝ She came into his life like an angel that she was and changed its whole meaning ❞ The story of a brother who has spoiled his little sister rotten. And he'd do anything to get her what she wants, only this time she wanted a living person. A husband precisely. To get her that husband, there was this hurdle called Malaika Abbasi. He was ready to do anything to get her out of the picture. Even if marrying her forcibly was the only way, he'd surely do that. He can do anything he wants. He has that power and money with him, he's Arsalaan Baig after all. ••• Book Three in the "Let Go Series" Can be read as a stand alone. Word Count: 54,128 Ratings: The book is intended for mature audiences. But there's no explicit description. Fade to black only. •••

{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*

"Isn't it beautiful? Two people who didn't even Know each other once, Now pray for each other's happiness Even before their own." ....... "What did you say?" Ayaan growls with his dangerously low voice scaring the shit out of the poor girl whose heart is trembling in fear but also excitement at the thought of annoying her husband. "You heard it but still if you want to hear it again then I repeat" she holds her pyjamas up "You are a jerk!! A freaking jerk!!" She yells and quickly takes a u-turn to run for her dear life while holding her pyjamas up so she does not trip and fall as she is laughing out loudly feeling amused and happy after annoying his arrogant yet sweet Husband who is shooting dagger through her soul but he couldn't hide the fact that his heart is smiling looking at his wife who is being all scared yet is a brat. @the_vampgal Thanks for the lovely cover.