Short story collection. Three stories. Woh ek Raat (Zarrar x Alina)✔️ "Woh ek raat jis mein sab ko kho kar mein ne tumhe paya" Dil pe Dastak (Haider x Muskan)✔️ "Mohabbat ne di dil pe dastak" MeharMah (Izaan x Amira)✔️ "Mein Mehar uska woh Mah meri" Little to no drama just love. Dialogues are translated into english.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ A multi couple love chronicle *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Three brothers find themselves brides that keep them grounded and in love just by existing. Assad x Noor "The shy reserved arrange marriage couple" •arrange marriage •ceo x professor •reserved x shy •shared melodies .⋅˚₊‧ 🜲 ‧₊˚ ⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ﾟ. ⋆୨୧˚✎ .⋅˚₊‧ 🜲 ‧₊˚ ⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ﾟ. ⋆ ˚｡ Murad x Maham "The frenemies who mutually decided to marry" •marriage of convenience •doctor x doctor •annoying x annoyed •shared cup of tea ᥫ᭡ .˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚⚕☕︎ ☕︎⚕˚ ༘ ೀ⋆ᥫ᭡ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚⚕☕︎ ☕︎⚕˚ ༘ ೀ⋆ᥫ᭡ Wajhi x Rimha "The meet cute love marriage couple" •love marriage •lawyer x fine artist •chaotic x chaotic •shared ice creams ˙✧˖°⚖︎⋆｡𐙚 ˚˚✎ᝰ.⋆.˙✧˖°⚖︎⋆｡𐙚 ˚˚✎ᝰ.⋆.˙✧˖°⚖︎⋆｡𐙚 ˚˚✎ Less Drama,More Love.

𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒛 𝒆 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒 [Sickness of Love] ****** She never imagined life would bring her to a crossroad where she'd question her own existence. One fleeting encounter and suddenly, she was desperate-for a moment that had already passed. He never believed in fate. Not until he saw her. And for the first time, destiny felt like a choice he was willing to surrender to. [Anaya x Eryan] Tropes:- Mafia romance Enemies to lovers Secrets. ***** She thought nothing could break her-until loving him did. But fate has a cruel sense of irony. Because she was the one who played-and ended up broken He never believed in love or games. To him, it was all just a ridiculous illusions. Until he fell-for her. And became the kind of broken he swore he'd never be. [Minhail x Amaaz] Tropes:- He fell first and harder FMC grovelling Contract Marriage ***** She never believed in love at first sight. What she mistook as innocent admiration was an obsession in disguise- and before she knew it, she was trapped in a love that never asked for permission. Love was never part of his plan- but since when did the heart follow logic? All he ever truly knew. was that she was his- with or without her consent. [Mahira x Arkan] Tropes:- Obsessed Mmc Past traumas Marriage on Gunpoint

𝕬 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 × 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Fayra Malik. Has always been too much. Too outspoken, too independent, too unwilling to bend. As a journalist, she chases truth with the same fire that has made her unloved by her family. Groom after groom rejects her, and with every refusal, Fayra feels less like a daughter and more like property put up for sale. Until one night, she saves the wrong person from the doom. From that moment on, Fayra is no longer alone. The shadows follow her. Eyes linger, presence watches, silent and deadly. A stalker. Azrael Qureshi. Known to the world as the Attorney of Death, Azrael lives a life built on lies and shadows. By day, he is untouchable. By night, he hunts the very organization that once destroyed him. But beneath his calculated cruelty lies a terrifying truth, Azrael is diagnosed with alexithymia, a condition that strips him of emotion. And if it remains uncured, he risks becoming the monster he despises. Desperate, he makes a dangerous choice. Marriage. Fayra becomes his experiment. His temptation. The embodiment of everything he cannot feel. She becomes his legal possession. But if there is one thing Fayra Malik hates more than rejection, it is being owned. And when fire is trapped in the hands of a man who cannot feel... someone is bound to burn. ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.

IZTIRAAR اِضْطِرار The perfect word to describe her helplessness. Can you love and lose. Can you hate Can you choose. Insia wanted to fight for her love but if Wali wont fight with her, she has no reason to put herself through pain. What would Wali do to find his redemption. To win back Insia. Does he want to? "You have no right over me, Wali!" she screamed through the tears. "You're mine. You just haven't realized it yet."

Her softness is not submission, but siege warfare. His power is not strength, but the armor welded over old wounds. And when at last they collide-king and captive, tempest and throne-they discover the same terrible truth, '𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙥 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨' Dive in the Journey of Love, Betrayal and Secrets.

NOOR SHEIKH "He always loved her and he still love her, I was never his priority" MUHAMMAD DAIYAN MALIK "You are nothing but a replacement of my first wife. I can give you respect, but don't expect love and care from me, this is the thing I can't give you." Their soul crashed together. They were destined to be together, he never wanted to be with her but later she became someone, he can't live without. They both were opposite to eachother, one was ice and the other was fire. He had decided to not to give his heart to anyone because his heart was owned by someone else. But fate has decided something else .Fate brought them together and they ended up being each other's everything.

" 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲" ★ - 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐲𝐞𝐝 : a billionaire with insomnia. something's happened to the sunshine guy in the past 2 years that left him with a curse, a dreadful trauma, something he can never detach himself from, a sin he committed to be precise. A kind of pain that leaves unhealed scars on the heart. A curse that completely changes the person. ☆ - 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 : a famous neurologist. Growing up in a typical household, the girl always dreamt of studying medicine, despite the family's degrading attitude towards girls. She eventually fulfills her dream and breaks those stereotypes. A girl obsessed with beaches, ice cream, and is a ball of sunshine, a bundle of happiness. She's clumsy yet adorable. 𖤐 - 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 ? 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 ? to get to know more you've to hop into reading the book.

Ahmed bhai please! I'm begging you don't marry her. She's no good, she'll destroy you and our family. Please listen to me." Sahaan begs in front of him. "What the fuck is wrong with you Sahaan?" She flinches as his loud voice resonates the room. "I LOVE HER!" Ahmed seethes. Sahaan could hear the breaking of the small organ residing in her chest. She looks down teary eyed. Ahmed harshly grips her forearm and jerks her towards him and cups her jaw tightly, his finger digging in her cheeks making a painful whimper leaving from her mouth. She closes her eyes tightly resulting in few tears to fall of her cheeks. "Listen to me and listen well, this is the last time I'm hearing such words from your disgusting mouth. Next time don't even take my fiancee's name from your dirty mouth." Saying this he pushes her away. She stumbles towards the closet, her back hitting the rock-hard closet handle. Pain sears through her back and her wince doesn't go unnoticed by him. He steps forward in concern but stops remembering her words. A cold look flashes in his beautiful stormy grey eyes. Sahaan looks at him, her eyes filled with pain and unshed tears! "You will regret it." Sahaan whispers. Hearing the confidence in her tone makes Ahmed stop right before the door, but he doesn't turn back. "Believe me! I know her more than you. She is my cousin after all. She is cunning and deceitful, mark my words Ahmed! You will regret not listening to me once you know her true nature." Sahaan's voice cracks. Tears are threatening to spill out her eyes. ~~~ "Sahaan Haashir Khan binte marhoom Hashir Lashari Khan kya aapko aapka nikkah Ahmed Ashar Khan wald Yaqub Lashari Khan se sikkah raaijul waqt me 50,000 rupee meher qubool hai?" she clenches her dupatta at sides.tears leaving her eyes rapidly she remember Ahmed's words just before nikkah. Rest of the description and translations to urdu dialogues inside. ©All rights reserved

BOOK 1 : From the outside, Ahmed Khan was the perfect son-educated, refined, quiet, and deeply respectful of his elders. At 30, he returned to Pakistan after years in the UK, settling back into a peaceful life in Islamabad. But what no one knew was that under the surface of quiet prayer and humble smiles, Ahmed was the head of an underground mafia empire-one that ran in shadows, blood, and disloyalty. His father knew. His mother pretended not to. But the rest of the world, including Mahaam, had no clue. Mahaam was 19, a quiet storm in her own right. Intelligent, dignified, and deeply rooted in her faith, she had dreams of becoming an Artist. Her father, fearing the loneliness eating at her since her mother's death, accepted a proposal from the Khan family. It was a traditional arrangement-two families sealing their bond with marriage. She wasn't in love. Neither was Ahmed. But both respected their families, so they agreed. Until one night. That night changed everything. She started falling for him. Not for the mafia boss. Not for the monster. But for the man behind it-the one who quietly protected her, never touched her without permission, always made sure her favorite chai was stocked. He tried to keep her away from his world. He went to war. And Mahaam? She didn't run. Because by then, she'd stopped fearing him. And started standing beside him.