She had built her life carefully in Birmingham, one measured line at a time. Architecture had taught her patience - how to justify every decision, how to sit with uncertainty, how to make peace with revisions that never truly ended. Between her final year of MArch and part-time work for a local practice, her days were long and solitary, filled with drawings that demanded clarity while her own thoughts remained unresolved. She had learned early that some structures looked stable only because no one pushed hard enough. He lived in London, where precision mattered more than sentiment. Numbers obeyed him in ways people never had. As Director of Forensic and Corporate Finance at one of the city's most formidable firms, he was known for his restraint, his composure, his refusal to let emotion interfere with outcome. Control, after all, was its own kind of safety. They had known each other once since childhood in a distant, half-forgotten way. A shared past of brief encounters and long silences. She had noticed him before he ever noticed her, carried feelings she never named, never asked to be returned. Time had passed. Life had intervened. Birmingham and London had grown into two separate worlds. And then, abruptly, they were married. Not by choice. Not by love. But by circumstances neither of them had been prepared to face, shaped by grief that arrived too fast and demanded too much. Loss rearranged everything, leaving them bound together in its aftermath, struggling to breathe around expectations, obligations, and a silence heavy with everything they did not say. Now, they stand at the edge of something fragile - two people trained to analyze, to endure, to remain composed - forced to navigate a marriage born of compulsion and mourning. Between them lies history, restraint, unspoken resentment, and a question neither is brave enough to ask yet: Can something forced ever become something real - or will it collapse under the weight of what was never chosen?

"I am left in ruins- in the remnants of what I have done and what has been done to me. I may be the one you will need but I will never be the one you will want." ~ Pain doesn't hold the same meaning for everyone. To some, it's the ultimate cause of destruction and to some, it's the cause of dying and coming back alive with a new meaning and purpose of life. They had been inflicted with the same kind of pain from nowhere but inside of their own family- the kind that would shake the world if it were to be spoken of. Her pain paved a way to her new destination with scars still scattered in her being but for him, that was the end. He boxed his warmth and goodness up in a casket and buried somewhere in the country where he would never return. He fell on to the ground only to rise back up to be one of the best industrialists of Pakistan, hiding behind sarcasm and alcohol. An orphan and a businessman, both finding their way to healing and love. Meet Fizah and Zahid.

A collection of short stories ~ Want handsome, wealthy, and possessive men who'll make your heart race? Don't worry-I've got you covered. Check these out and feel the butterflies! ♡♡♡ Tropes ~ arrange marriage ✓ cousin marriage ✓ age gap ✓ possessive man ✓ Desi romance ✓ Spicy ✓ ♡♡♡ Stories: Arzoo (Completed) Nazo (Completed) Mi Sol (Completed) Sajna (Completed) Junoon (Completed) - mature content - translation available (only for the first story😭)

A few love stories from me to you.

Arziyan ~ A collection of short stories. Ranking 27 in #pakistan - 22 june 2025 Ranking 14 in #pakistan - 25 june 2025 Ranking 18 in #pakistan - 29 june 2025 Ranking 6 in #short - 2 july 2025 Ranking 7 in #cousinmarriage Ranking 2 in #moments - 28 july 2025

Book 4 of the Holy matrimony series Why do people fall apart when ongoing through a rough phase in their lives, a marriage on the verge of falling apart and the only thing keeping it together is their son. Can be read as a stand alone. All of my books are just interconnected with each other

Short story collections..😉 Just give it a try once....

• 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝒹𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓃ℊ • ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵈᵃᶻᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵒⁿᶠᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵒᵖᵉʳᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵇʸ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ. A series of short stories bringing bundles of emotions and delight to your heart altogether~

"I'd even find you among a crowd of hundred people." "𝐾𝑎𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑜𝑠 𝑘𝑎ℎ𝑖𝑛 𝑘𝑦! Crowd of hundred people, 𝑡𝑢𝑚 value 𝑏𝑎𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑘𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑦𝑒 million 𝑏ℎ𝑖 𝑘𝑒ℎ 𝑠𝑎𝑘𝑡𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑦." Judgement is a discourse of narrow foresight. Which has yet to die in this "post-modern" century, despite the "conventional" descent. Sometimes you meet someone, and it's so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you're in love or you're partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. You don't know if that's a mere coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely is something meant to happen. Something like that happened to these two wounded souls, who were walking on a lost path, until they both collided, as if the universe made them lose their way just for them to meet, because they knew the way to each other's right path. They had to have each other to reach their destination. Their lives were sealed together and souls were intertwined. Shaheer Junejo didn't expect the intoxicating beauty to be the key to his revenge game, and Gule Shah didn't know the hunky beast was holding onto her for a completely different plot twist, not for the delusional reason she thought to be love.

"Justice delayed is justice denied. And justice denied is justice crushed" One fateful night. One dreadful outcome. Confide torn by Deception. And that's all it takes to ruin a ever loving, happily living family. The cry for justice was resonated and yet no-one bet an eye. Justice relinquished by the power of money and status. Injustice was done and lies were heard. Until no-one believed the once truth. And that's when a warrior appeared with fervent and a burning glow of justice seeping in it. The doors that were once closed will be open again. Trust that were broken before will be gained again. Justice that wasn't done will be done again. STARTED: JUNE 16 2024 ENDED: NOVEMBER 30 2024 DO NOT COPY MY WORK