Nadia's tears streamed down her face as she prostrated herself in namaz, her body shaking with sobs. "Ya Allah, why did You accept my dua?" she whispered, her voice cracking with despair. A flashback hit her mind - her Nani's wise words: "Bewakoof ladki, aisi dua nahi mangte jisse baad mein pachtawa." (Foolish girl, don't make such prayers that you'll regret later.) Nadia's Nani had warned her about the dua she made with Manahil, but she hadn't listened. Now, Nadia regretted her ignorance. She wished she had heeded Nani's words, had been more thoughtful about her prayers. "Why didn't I listen, Nani?" she whispered, feeling a pang of regret. Her tears fell onto the prayer mat as she begged Allah to change her destiny. "Please, Ya Allah, cancel my dua. I don't want to share my husband with anyone." Nadia's voice was barely audible, lost in her sorrow and desperation. Story of two friends nadiya and manahil who loved each dearly and can't live without each other .

"Having a sister is a blessing but maybe some people are not able to understand it" Everything was fine before their parents died, and everything changed. Not because they were dead cause still they were each other's support after that also but one day their faiths changed. Two brothers fell apart from their sister who loved them by her whole heart.nothing but a misunderstanding ruined the love they has for their sister, Aiza. On the other hand there are the cousins who are more like real siblings to them. And in that there's one more sister who the brothers love alot. Seeing the brothers loving there cousin, even though she didn't mind it as she loves her sister too, but still she felt worthless thinking that maybe their love isn't in her faith anymore. what will happen when she gives up on them?what will happen when she gets fed up from their ignorance? will she finally confront them? will she be able to let out her emotions? Get into the book to find out how they'll realise their mistakes and will let out the love they have for her. A family journey with alot of fun,fights and realisations. The urdu/hindi dialogues will not be translated in english, so please don't mind that. Picture's used in this book are not mine,credit goes to the owners,but the story line is mine so kindly do not copy. Enjoy!

𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣 Step into a world where love blooms in unexpected moments, where stolen glances turn into lifelong promises, and where every heartbeat whispers a new story. This collection of short romantic tales weaves together passion, longing, and serendipity-each story a glimpse into the magic of love in its purest form. Because every love story is special... and yours might just be hidden in these pages.

A SHORT STORY COLLECTION BOOK #1 Each story weaves together the intricate threads of human emotions, showcasing the beauty and complexity of love in its many forms. Random 2am stories doing Bhangra, garba, nagin dance and what not so thought to pen it down. You gonna love it ✿

Weaving in and out of each others lives. Maaz Yousafzai and Noorulain Rehan. Who thought they'd never be able to live together or apart. When she was 17, Noorulain watched him speak at an assembly. They had been friends for ages, she listened to his nonstop chatter daily. But in that moment, when the power of his words seemed to shine through his eyes, his gentleness, his humility, his kindness radiating through each part of him. She fell so very deeply. When she was 20, she was shivering outside the room where she would defend her thesis. One of the panel members was a professor who had blatantly targeted her throughout her first year at college. How could her dissertation be enough to ward off that bias. When she was 20, Maaz walked up to her with that stupid stupid all knowing look. A cookie shaped like a star in his hand that he put in his pocket. "For celebrating later." And it was so funny that she couldn't help but laugh, her nerves melting at the spot. And then at 24, she watched him put a ring on another girl. And she thought, he's still my Maaz, my best friend. No one could break them apart. Maaz thought there was an ocean in Noorulain's eyes. When she was happy, and calm, they were still, drinking in his words and crinkling at the corners when she'd laugh. And when she was angry, they were a storm. She'd ruin all that was in her path. When he was 19, she was his best friend. He played games with her, they went to arcaded together. They studied together. And there was no other place he'd feel as normal as he did. When he was 22, he was working and he hated his job. And when she saw him moping around she handed him a letter. "What's this?" He had whispered. "Your resignation letter. Allah know tumse khud toh kuch kiya nahi jaata." And when he was 27, he scrambled to correct the one mistake he'd been making all along this scientific life of his. His friend, his soulmate, his Noor. Stubborn, mean, and rude. But for him, she was everything.

Living in a same house Amaya had always call Shawaiz her bhai but Shawaiz has different feelings for her, so lets see how she's going to realize his feelings

"Ya Tum kia kar rahai ho " said Ayla with tears. "Wohi jo mujhy bohat pehlai kar laina chaia thaa" Salar said with a smirk. "Kia Matlab haa tumhara"said Ayla. He let out a loud chuckle."abhi samjhata hon" he took off his belt and start taking steps towards her.........

𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗹-𝗲-𝗠𝗮𝗵𝘁𝗮𝗮𝗯~ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻. 𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗿𝗮𝘁-𝗲-𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗾 (𝗭𝗮𝗶𝗺~𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗵) ~completed 𝗙𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁-𝗲-𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗾 (𝗠𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗮𝘇𝗮~𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗻) ~completed 𝗚𝗵𝗮𝗺-𝗲-𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗾 (𝗛𝗮𝗺𝘇𝗮~𝗔𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗵) (𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗮𝘇𝗶𝗹~𝗛𝗮𝘆𝗮) ~completed Read the contents for more details. Pictures and some quotes DO NOT belong to me and the copyright goes to the original people.

𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗗𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗿-𝗲-𝗗𝗶𝗹~ 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 Iztiraar-e-Dil Completed Soz-e-Dil Completed Fareib-e-Dil Upcoming Read the contents for more details. Pictures and some quotes DO NOT belong to me and the copyright goes to the original people.