~ ZA¥DAN ~ 'Life is a Game of chess' Move in silence only to say CHECKMATE°°° ~ HA¥AT ~ 'Life can be a game of chess' But with a calm mind, Life can be crystal CLEAR°°° ✨✨✨ "Your name"? He asked as he stood up from his chair, taking slow steps towards me making me take steps backward, his voice extremely dark with a slightest bit of anger, his blue eyes roaming to every inch of my body taking his pleasurable time, as his blue eyes stopped at my eyes and met mine amber one, A chill rustled through my spine. Confusion spread across my face as fear engulfed me. Why is he asking my name? Like he don't know, I really wanted to roll my eyes but held the urge in. "Hayat" I replied confidently as my back hit the wall. A dead end. "Full name"? He asked fully invading my personal space as he placed both his hands on each side of wall trapping me in. We stared at eachother in silence. "Hayat Malik" I replied still staring at him. As the words slipped out of my tongue, a small smirk made its way to his lips. This was a simple action but I could sense danger from his eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something Miss...." He trailed off as he took a hold of my face from his right hand, left hand still on the wall. Tinkles spread across my stomach as his hand made contact with my skin. "Hayat Zaydan Malik" He completed and with that he slammed his lips against mine. ✨✨✨ Just two words took to break everything, Misunderstandings aroused, Their friendship broke, Their bond broke along that unknowningly they broke too. She was in love with her cousin, Her only best friend, Her ZAY. He was in love with his other cousin Rameen. ✨What will happen when they will come face to face after whole 5 years? ✨What will be the end of the pure bond called 'NIKKAH'? ✨Will he get RUBARU with his real ISHQ? Stay tuned with ZA¥DAN x HA¥AT! Allah Hafiz! 1# possessive«45.9k» 1# spiritual «31k» 1# LoveHate«10.3K» 1# jealousy«38.2K

[UNDER GOING MAJOR EDITING] One-shots of some stories that lives in my head rent free. • Qainaat (Universe) COMPLETE • Irtizaar (Helpless) COMPLETE • Azal (Beginning) Complete • Aziyat (Agony) COMPLETE • Inteekhab (Choice) COMPLETE • Haafiza (Memory) COMPLETE • Maaf Kardo (Forgiveness) ONGOING

A Cluster Of Short Stories Started on Feb 28, 2022 Ended on March 01, 2023

Haya sheikh, a ordinary girl living with her parents and a loving brother in peshawar, every girl dream of turning 18 but in her city it was opposite, after turning to 18 there alliance start, same thing happened with her. But her destiny was written different. She, unknowingly caught the eye of the politician. Ahad khan, the politician of peshawar, 27 year old a young built body with a handsome face. In such a young age he was a politician caring for his country and his family. When it comes to business he is the coldest person on earth, rude, arrogant, expressionless, merciless was all the words to describe him. But on one event everything change when he look at the beauty. He was determined to make her his. Two opposite people will be destined to be together. Will love ever bloom in her heart for her husband, who is head over heels for her? _________________________________________ Hey guys this is my first story on wattpad, give it a try hope I won't disappoint you all. If there is any grammar mistake do tell me humans makes mistake. Non muslims can also read my book. Please be nice, since it my first story Started -15 March 2021 Ended -12 August 2021 Highest ranking #1 Forever together #1 hidden love #1 Cousin Marriage #2 Muslim live story

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

||A bunch of desi short stories to escape reality and dive into the world of romance.||

"you know? if it was on me then I would have already sent you to rot in jail... A murderer like you doesn't deserves to live like this.... heck u don't even deserves to live....! " he spats leaving her arm...a painful sob left her mouth... "you were always jealous of her... weren't you? " his calm voice made her looked at him... her teary big brown orbs met his hazel ones... his eyes which once used to be filled with adoration for her... is now scream pure hatred for her... "y ou... ar... e taking.. me.. wrong" she whisper looking in his eyes.... which turned bloodshot hearing her... "just... SHUT THE HELL UP! " His voice boomed in the room followed by the shattering of vase... just like her soul was shattering..... ______________________________________________ He isn't the guy anymore who used to surprise her with teddies and chocolate she isn't the girl anymore who used to laugh all around the house after teasing them from being his little girl she becomes his women.....! Everything was changed... This story doesn't represent Islam.... Read it on your own risk!

Book one of the Hussain-Zaidi Saga ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ Despite growing up with a deep affection for him and hoping for a happy future, she failed to realize that love must be reciprocated to create a forever together. Having been raised in a wealthy and privileged family, she was accustomed to having every material comfort. However, by the time she understood that no amount of money could win her love, it was too late. Who should be held accountable for her heartbreak - him, herself, or perhaps destiny? Join her on a journey of love, passion, heartbreak, and separation, and witness how she navigates through life's obstacles. ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ COMPLETED

"Marry me for 13 months and i will give you 9 lakhs" Kaif said with a smirk on his face Mahi was shocked....she didn't knew he could go this low ..she gulped her tears..she felt helpless and angry at the same time...... "Mr.Kaif mai majbur zarur hu lekin begairat nahi hu"...she said pointing her finger towards Kaif. "You have 1 day to think about my offer.....if you deny I won't help you at any cost", He said and turned towards the window where the breathtaking view of Margala hills was lying in its full charm.. "Bisat saj gai hai Mahrosh....intezar rahe ga tumharey jawab ka", he said while Lightning a cigarette and taking a puff from it He heard the opening and closing of door she left and he knew the answer will be YES!!!!!!!!! ............... I don't own any of these pictures used in my novel!!!!!!!! .......................... hello guys! join me with the love story of Kaif and Mahi...this story has possessiveness, love,drama everything you want! The story of rich,handsome,evil, possessive "Kaif " with our beautiful,modest Mahi.... From childhood partner's ,too stranges ,too a married couple.... Give this story a shot ❤❤❤ #1 in #deepthoughts on 19 September 😍 Don't forget to vote and comment 💯💕

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