𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘖𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺.🤍

𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗴𝗲🖤

Jiya Salim Khan had always been a romantic at heart, dreaming of finding her one true love and a happily ever after. And all of it seemed to come true when she met him. Zayd Ibrahim Malik had made a decision. He did not want to love anymore. But when he met her, everything changed. Why was it that with her, his plans seemed to go wrong? ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Jiya is determined to finally move on from her first love. But when she crosses paths with him once again, all the pent-up emotions and unresolved feelings start to resurface. So when her mother sets her up with someone else, she accepts the date, hoping that it would finally help her feelings fade. But what she doesn't know was the man who had once pushed her away, is now longing for her return more intensely than she could ever imagine. Will this be a second chance at love with him for Jiya or is there new romance in the room? ⟢ She fell first he fell harder ⟢ College romance ⟢second chance ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ~𝑱𝒂𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒈𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏, 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒌𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏~

Another boring party-until she ruined it. Alina Malik. My boss's sister. A disaster in designer. She stumbled toward me-barefoot, heels swinging from her fingers, eyes red-rimmed and wild. Makeup smudged. Hair a mess. Dress slipping off her shoulder like she was begging to be seen. "Oh, abs," she giggled, clinging to my arm like she had any right. I didn't move. Didn't return the smile. Just stared. "Why have you been ignoring me, jerk?" she slurred. My jaw tightened. "You know why." "No, I don't!" she snapped, voice cracking. "I told you I liked you-and you blocked me! Who does that?!" "Someone who never wanted to hear it," I said flatly. "Now let go." She ripped her hand away, eyes blazing. "Why don't you like me?!" I didn't blink. Didn't flinch. Looked her dead in the eye. "Because there was never anything to like." She froze. "You're loud. Immature. Clingy. You create chaos and call it love. You throw tantrums like a child who's never been told no." Her mouth parted, stunned. I stepped closer, voice like ice. "You weren't special, Alina. You were tolerated. Only because you're my boss's sister. If it weren't for him, I would've shut you down the second you opened your mouth." Her eyes filled with tears. "Every message. Every fake smile. Every pathetic attempt to get close-I let it slide because I didn't want to lose my job. Not because I cared." Her lower lip trembled. "You don't mean that..." "I never liked you. Not for a second. You were a walking headache. A spoiled brat playing pretend in heels." She looked like she couldn't breathe. "You built a fantasy out of my silence and called it love. That's not my fault-that's your delusion." She blinked, searching for anything kind in my face. I gave her nothing. "You were nothing to me, Alina. Not then. Not now. Not ever." A tear rolled down her cheek. "So save yourself the embarrassment. Stop chasing shadows. And leave me the hell alone."

the story belongs to those lovers who made each other unexpected... muhabbat karna galt nhi hai muhabbat main galti karna galat hai... tabah ho gaye my 2nd novel also it's very close to my heart the whole story belongs to incomplete love the effection of incomplete love is very hard to express .... "For the kind of love that blooms in the shadows, dangerous yet undeniable - this is for those who dare to love even when the world calls it forbidden." "For the hearts that never beat in rhythm - where love came too soon for one, and too late for the other."

"The path of love is not easy, but it is possible. If Shehreyar ever forgets you, then know that he has stopped breathing... You are my dearest love, the one who resides in my soul, my true love. Shehreyar, the life of Almir lost in the spirituality of love-two tales... One a prisoner, the other a guide."

✯ A rom com dark romance✯ Behind the façade of innocence, secrets lurk, hidden behind masks of deception. The truth, however, is far more sinister, tangled in a web of blood and betrayal. In the darkest recesses of the human heart, a maelstrom of emotions rages: the insanity of love, the venom of hatred, and the all-consuming flames of obsession. This is a world where the war between lies and truths is merely a smokescreen, concealing the deadliest secrets that lurk in the shadows. And it is here, in this twilight realm, that the truth reveals its most sinister aspect: the unholy desires that drive men to madness. Their desires, a raging inferno of obsession, consume them whole, dragging them down to the depths of hell. And it is there, in that fiery abyss, that they will be consumed by the very flames that once drove them. Their own insane desires will be their undoing, burning them alive in a sea of madness and despair. Two couples, bound by the inexorable forces of fate, are consumed by an insane obsession that threatens to destroy them. One is driven by a maddening rage, fueled by the deadliest secrets that lurk behind their desires. The other is blinded by bloody truths and perilous secrets, succumbing to a brutal obsession that knows no bounds. As they hurtle towards a war of death, their desires become a deadly consuming force, devouring everything in their path. The line between truth and lies blurs, and the only reality is the all-consuming obsession that drives them forward, towards a catastrophic destiny. Reveal the hidden truths and lies where they lurk behind the Insane desires. Book#2 of obssession series.

They came for a degree. They found something much harder to leave behind. They didn't come looking for love- And yet... love had other plans. But love? Love isn't so simple. Not when it looks like this... 🎙 Orhan x Rameen Trope: Microphone Queen x Campus Pretty Boy "She called him a red flag on air. He never missed a single episode." Rameen Khan is bold, loud, and brutally honest. Her feminist podcast calls out toxic campus culture-and boys like Orhan. He's charming, popular, and exactly the type she warns girls about. But when her words hit, he doesn't attack-he listens. Then he starts showing up-quieter, softer, different. Is he really changing? Or just better at the game? 🧢 Zayan x Maya Trope: Anonymous Accuser x Unapologetic King "She exposed him to the world. Now she works for him in secret." Zayan Khan lives for control-until a secret blog ruins him. The writer? Maya. Quiet. Invisible. When he finds out, he blackmails her: fix his image or he ruins hers. As she forces him to open up, she starts seeing a new side. And maybe falling for it. But Zayan's hiding more than charm. ☕ Haider x Hina Trope: Savage Café Girl x Golden Nephew "He walked in wearing manners. She served him burns with extra sugar." Hina's loud, sharp, and allergic to fake boys. Haider is polite, bookish, and the dean's golden nephew. When she mocks him, he smiles. When she roasts him, he tips more. It becomes a game. But behind his calm is pressure. And behind her sarcasm, a deep loneliness. 💔 Sameer x Ayat Trope: Campus Heartbreaker x The Girl Who Refuses to Be Chosen "She wasn't like the others. So he couldn't stop chasing her." Sameer wins at everything-except Ayat. She's distant, disinterested, and doesn't care who he is. She doesn't want to be chosen. And that makes her unforgettable. Four love stories. One campus. And no one's getting out untouched.

Ayesha-aka Miss Disaster. The girl who loves sleep more than shopping (yes, that exists). She's chaos in human form, the queen of silliness, and the CEO of running her mouth. If trouble had a face, it would be hers. Eshan-aka Mr. Brick Wall. He's serious, disciplined, and allergic to nonsense. Basically, Ayesha's worst nightmare in human form. He's older, wiser (according to him), and convinced that she's the biggest headache of his life. They hate each other. Like, proper "I'll throw my shoe at you" kind of hate. So, obviously, his family decides he needs a girl just like him for marriage. Logical, right? Well, fate had other plans. And fate has a very twisted sense of humor. What happens when the loudest troublemaker gets stuck with the most uptight man on the planet-in a marriage neither of them wanted? Discipline meets disaster. Chaos meets control. And Eshan? Well, he's about to find out that peace is a luxury he can no longer afford. Welcome to their shaadi, where love might happen... after the war.

When obsession crosses the line, it's not always hate that follows, sometimes, it's love in its most dangerous form. Anaya has always been fragile. Soft-hearted, quiet, and full of hidden pain. Her past is something she never speaks about, but it lives inside her every day. The trauma, the memories, the nightmares, they have shaped her into someone who doesn't laugh like she used to, doesn't trust like she once could. And the one person who was her entire world in childhood... became the reason for her deepest wounds. Arhem Khan. Five years older. Her first love. Her first heartbreak. And the only one who ever truly saw her, yet also the one who unknowingly became part of her pain. Now, Anaya is ready to leave everything behind and get married, not out of love, but so her family can finally have peace. Maybe if she disappears from their lives, they'll stop hurting. Maybe her absence will be a gift. But fate brings Arhem back. He's changed. Or maybe, he's only ever been this way with her, dangerous in his devotion, intense in his silence, and soft in ways no one else sees. When he finds out she's getting married, he can't stay away. And when the unexpected happens on her wedding day, Arhem makes a bold move that changes everything. He replaces the groom. Now Anaya is forced to live in a deal she never wanted, married to the man she tried so hard to forget, far from her family, carrying her trauma into a new home that doesn't feel like hers. But Arhem is not her villain. He's her past, her present, and the storm she never escaped. He wants to protect her, love her, and heal her, but he doesn't know how to let go. And she doesn't know how to forgive. This is a story of broken hearts, buried pain, childhood love that turned into something darker, and two souls trying to find peace in a bond that never truly died. What happens when love is not the problem, but the past is? Will she learn to trust the man she fears?