--- Clouds of Arrogance / غرور کے بادل Ghuroor Ke Badal --- Rohan Lashari, heir to a powerful political dynasty, is accustomed to a life of privilege. His father Mir Lashari, a veteran politician, shields him from the repercussions of his reckless actions. Rohan's latest thrill-seeking venture involves illegal street racing, a dangerous hobby that his father turns a blind eye to. On the other side of the city, Meherbano "Meher" Maqsud lives a modest life with her father, Ahmed Maqsud, a dedicated taxi driver. Despite their financial struggles, Meher is determined to finish her nursing studies and improve their circumstances. Ahmed works tirelessly, dreaming of a better future for his daughter. One night, Rohan's need for speed results in a catastrophic car accident. Ahmed's taxi is struck, leaving him paralyzed from the waist down. The Lashari family's influence ensures Rohan avoids immediate legal consequences, while the Maqsud family is plunged into despair, their main source of income gone..............

♛ ♛ ♛ He stepped into her space. Close. Too close. Her breath hitched - a millisecond of reaction she hated herself for. His eyes darkened. "Yehi reaction main chahta tha," he murmured. Her spine stiffened. "Move." He didn't. Instead, he leaned in, voice brushing her ear like a slow blade- "Tum mujhe itna nafrat karti ho... lekin tumhari saansen phir bhi phans hi jaati hain mere itne paas." Her blood heated. Her pride flared. She lifted her chin and stepped back- Then, with brutal precision, lifted her foot- and pressed her stiletto heel right against his chest. Hard. Right where his heartbeat thudded. Zaviyar froze. Completely. Meerab tilted her head, her voice a soft, lethal whisper: "Ab saans tumhari phansi hui lag rahi hai, Mr. Malik." He exhaled sharply, a breath that sounded like a curse. "Meerab..." Her name left him like a warning. Like a plea. Her heel pressed further into him. "Do you think I'm afraid of you?" she asked, eyes cutting into his. His gaze flicked down to her heel. Then back up. He didn't touch her. Didn't push her away. Just stood there - chest rising under the sharp leather point as if offering himself willingly. "I think," he said slowly, "you should be terrified of me." ♛ ♛ ♛ -𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄-

Dameer Esfendyar al-Badr, the Crown Prince of the kingdom in exile, has long ago forgotten the rules of royalty. Too bad Mahin Arsalan is back to remind him of every last one - especially the one that had haunted him for years : ❛ what is a king without his queen? ❜ | NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON |

✨️Miraal: A Light in the Shadows✨️ Miraal Zahra Khan's world was small but perfect-just her mother, books, paints, and a quiet life in America. She never knew her father. Whenever she asked, her mother only smiled and said he was a busy businessman. But one day, everything changed. At fourteen, Miraal loses the only person she ever had-her mother. Left shattered and alone, she is handed a box her mother had kept for this moment. Inside, a diary and two envelopes reveal the truth her mother had hidden for years: her father is Haider Khan, heir of one of the most powerful families in Pakistan... and he already has five sons Zamin Khan. Zaryaab Khan. Humain Khan. Almeer Khan. Sahil Khan. Prodigies. Famous names. The heirs of the Khan empire. And Miraal-the daughter no one knew existed. Now, after almost fourteen years, she must face the family her mother walked away from, a father who never came for her, and brothers who don't even know she exists. Will they accept her... or will she always remain the forgotten child of the Khans? ✨ A story of love, betrayal, resilience, and a girl who never knew she belonged to one of the most powerful families in the world. ✨️

𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑰𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒊𝒕? ── .✦ To get his family off his back, Zayn Arzhel, born with a silver spoon, cloaked with diamonds dominance, danger and a hint of violence all wrapped up beautifully in a ribbon of magnetism, agrees to marry the girl his grandfather handpicked. Where Azara Sheikh, a walking seduction and every man's living dream with long dark hairs and devilish brown eyes, a girl who's had the world dancing on her little finger tips ever since she was born, agrees to marry for the sake of her only parent's happiness. It's an arrange marriage between two of the most powerful and wealthiest families in both India and England. But is that all? Just an arrange marriage? When secrets bleed into silk sheets, and past scars resurface behind perfect smiles in their world of red carpets and gold trophies, Is it still just a marriage? Or is it the beginning of war? Book #1 in the "Thorns of Patrimony" series - a Desi dark romance full of power, pain, and love that hurts too good to leave. ---

Fairytales are not only for princes and princesses. They live quietly in the hearts of ordinary people too. These short stories celebrate love in its truest form - love that does not depend on wealth, beauty, or status. Why must every heroine be a model or actress? Why must every hero arrive in a luxury car? Sometimes, romance blooms in the most ordinary places - between strangers bound in an arranged marriage, between a housewife whose beauty outshines any actress, and a man who works a simple 9-to-5 job but carries a heart richer than gold. Every couple has their own story. Every heart beats with its own fairytale. And here, you'll find them - raw, real, and timeless. ✨ Real love stories. Real fairytales. ✨

"Kash ke hum mile na hote. Shayad, humein dard na hota aur aapko aziyat." - (I wish we wouldn't have met, perhaps I wouldn't have been in pain and you wouldn't have been suffering.) "Aapke ishq mein har saza qabool hain humein, aur aap aziyat ki baat karti'n hain." - (I can accept every punishment in your love, and you're concerned about suffering.) •••••••••••••••••••••• It's not the story of two people or their love in between, rather it's the tale of their love stuck in between a tempest they couldn't avoid. Azaan Fahad Rahman, the man so regal from outside that his presence trembles the room and demands the attention undivided. Yet she was different. However, he wasn't just the man clad in power and authority because he was also the man who wears his heart on his sleeve and carries the kindness as if it's his soul. On the other hand, Isra Yasir Khan, the woman clad in soft colour and promises. The one who forces men to turn their heads, and questions their sanity. However, he wasn't one of them. She wasn't just soft and delicate because she was also strong and determined. She wasn't unbreakable, but she allowed those to break her who meant something. However what would happen if he'd meet her? What will happen if his kindness will be questioned and her permission will be revoked? Will their love thrive amidst the tempest or drown in the depth, lost within the tales unsaid? @Azim_hayat

"sab kehte han har sawal ka jawab nhi hota" she said. "Mein tumhare har sawal ka jawab Dunga" he said with a smile. ~main couple Maham Jawad, a 19 Y/O was born and raised in Lahore, who dreamed about a life full of fantasies and wonders, not knowing how the cruel world is gonna deal with her. She is a sunshine and said she didn't wanted anyone in her life but deep down she wished for someone to heal her, shadow her sorrows with love. And maybe that night Allah did listened to her prayers. Zaydan Khan a 26 Y/O raised in Islamabad, a complete heartless freak, the only love of his life is his bike. The oldest yet coldest son of Samar Khan. Far away from love and affection, until his heart finally starts to beat for one person, falling in love with someone he never saw before, and starts yearning for just one more glance at her. ♡ "Jahanum mein Jao!" She exclaimed. "Tumhare Sath toh mein jahanum mein bhi Chala jaon" he replied. ~2nd lead couple Mahnoor shah. A complete baddie with a lethal face card. Who believes real life men sucks and never trusted anyone except her best friend. She dreamed about a life full of independence and self love. And she believed that will never happen with a man in her life. Zamin Khan. A complete spoiled brat and a heartthrob. He believed in love more than anything but never has he ever found someone who made his heart skip it's beat until he his eyes landed on a girl at his brother's engagement. ♡ "Tumhe toh mujhse nafrat thi na?" She asked. "Tumse nafrat to meine kabhi nhi ki" he replied ~3rd lead couple Inaaya Khalid, a complete sunshine and crazy girl. Who dreams about a life with the man of her dreams, a prince charming she's waiting for since and eternity not knowing he was right in from of her eyes and brain. Mustafa Amaar a young reserved guy. Who believed love was a complete bullshit and just existed in fantasies until he realized that he was in love with someone since he didn't even knew the meaning of love

- Where paths cross unexpectedly Life wouldn't be so fun if everything in it went according to plan. Set in Multan, this story takes you on the journey of 6 people who had everything planned out until they didn't. Ms.Workaholic CEO and Mr.Not-a-doctor-anymore butt heads in the workplace while their friends fall in love at first sight or boss each other around. What is wrong with these six idiots? Read to find out!

Zeynah Khan: Zeynah Khan, 22, is a bright and compassionate student living in California with her parents and older brother Hamza. Her long, dark hair and warm smile can light up a room. She's fiercely loyal to those she cares about and will go to great lengths to support them. Despite her strong sense of self, she has a vulnerable side that she only reveals to those closest to her. Zeynah dreams of building a loving family with the right person, someone her parents will approve of. She's currently finishing her BSc and hopes to make a difference in her community. Zaviyar Khan: Zaviyar Khan, 27, is a successful businessman and founder of Ztech Industries, living in Italy with his parents. His chiseled features and piercing eyes reflect his sharp mind and determination. He's a private person, preferring to keep to himself, but has a soft spot for his mother. His relationship with his father is strained, a result of past disagreements. Zaviyar's tough exterior hides a deep sense of vulnerability and a strong sense of loyalty to those he trusts. ~ ●●● ~ 'Look at me, Zey,' he growled, his voice low and menacing. I opened my eyes, my gaze meeting his hazel ones, and felt a shiver run down my spine. 'Did you get what you wanted?' he asked, his voice devoid of emotion. I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice. 'Huh? What do you mean by that?' I whispered. He didn't flinch, his eyes still fixed on mine. 'You married me despite my warnings, without even a second thought. You must have been desperate to become my wife, even if it means being unwanted.' His words cut deep, and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. 'It doesn't matter if the Nikkah took place,' he continued, his voice dripping with venom. 'Remember this: you will never receive the treatment every girl dreams of from her husband. Never.' He spat the last word, then stood up and stormed out of the room, leaving me shattered and alone.