Yeh Novel femous author umera Ahmed ki Peer - E - Kamil jise main Miss.Khan Roman English (Hinglish) mein edit karke yahan per post kar rahi hun , kyunki yahan par Maine Peer - E - Kamal Ke bahut Sare story to dekhu Hain Lekin vah Sabhi English mein hai aur jo log English acche se nahin padh paate unke liye Hi Maine Roman English (Hinglish) mein yaha dena ka socha hai... vaise to main Bhi Ek writer hun aur mere kafi Sare Novel pocket novel aur pratilipi per chalti Hai , aur apni readers ke demand per Maine yah story Peer - E - Kamil yahan per Roman English (Hinglish) mein Dene Ka socha Hai....

《Under Editting》 ×Will Be Published Soon×

Here I m standing with tears in my eyes wearing the heavy bridal lehenga, It was my wedding day, in which I dreamt to be the most special day of my life but here situation is opposite and today is the worst day of my life or my worst days started, He hold my arm with his palm and pushed me in the center of huge lavish hall, I landed on my knees and with the support of my hands i prevented myself for falling more. The voice of my scream echoed in whole hall, soon the family members witness me and the situation.. "Kaun hai yeh ladki, Tahir" a middle aged woman spoke with little harsh tone. He was about to say something but again someone spoke and this time it was a young girly voice, "Tumne isse shadi karli, hum dono shadi karne wale the n" her voice showed only anger and disappointment I can't belive that he was the same person whom I called my love. He is the one who ruined my life, my everything. He didn't left my heart broken but shattered. He didn't only enjoy my pain but my body too. He didn't ruined me but destroyed me. ____ "Sign karo yeh divorce paper aur dafa ho jao, hamare ghar se" the same middle aged voice ordered me. I started at him but he looks least bothered here, his signing column is empty but I m sure he will the happiest person after signing it. He is standing beside the girl whom he was going to get married a long ago. But they don't know that his blood is also growing inside me, the heir of this house who will be having their surname after his name After signing the papers i step out after looking at him with tears and left. Everything ended up! ____ She just dreamt to be with him but he made her dream as nightmare. The story only of revenge where she loves him and he hates her..he just want to make her suffer the worst. In this story where everything represents revenge, is there any chance of love? Will she get his love? #WILL EDIT THIS SOON. TOLERATE PLEASE#

"Kya chaahiye aapko" She looked up seeing a pair of foot stopped infront of her, her voice was barely above whisper but enough for him to hear in the heavy rain. The silence overtook the air with sound of raindrops hitting ground, when he stared her, her state was utterly vulnerable. He placed his one knee on the wet floor, before squating down at her level staring deeply in her teary eyes and whispered in his husky voice which come out rougher than intended. "Aap" He moved his face closer to her, such that the drops fell from his hairs and get splashed on her face, with negligible distance between their nosetips. "humse vivaah kijiye.." "K-kyu? kyu karna chahte hai aap humse vivaah?" Were the only words she could think and ask at that moment. Because based on what she had heard about him, it was sure for her that he definitely didn't proposed her to marry with intensions of helping her. "Hamari Apni Kuch Vajah Hai." (I have my own reasons) ............ He isn't cruel, but was compelled to be one for surviving. She isn't fragile, she just sees the perspective other's are too blind to see. He is untamed ruthless beast.. She is cursed forsaken beauty.. ............ Connect with the tale of classic royal love and strategies, embrace yourself for the sparkles glinting with the sandal touch of- ➤Passionate desires, ➤Uncommitted sins, ➤Ferocious love, ➤Untamed power ➤Obsessive oppression. ............... It's a Legend Royal Tale, Presented by, Kim_AnVi. ............

Some stories don't end... they burn slower. The misunderstanding that began with revenge ended with love-but that love turned into an addiction. Tahir Raghuvanshi, the ruthless Mafia King of the Aquila Empire, had finally found peace in her arms... until that one rainy evening destroyed everything. That night took away his smile, his sanity, and his heart-but left him with a reason to live: his son, Aksh Tahir Raghuvanshi. A carbon copy of him; his strength, his rage, his eyes. But every time Tahir looks at the boy, he's reminded of her-the woman who made him human, and the night that made him a monster again. "Meri jaan, vo kahan hai... kaisi hai?" [My love, where is she... how is she?] Silence. Only the beeping monitor answered. ____ "Khabardaar jo kisi ne bhi zikr kiya ki voh ab nahi hai..." [Dare if anybody even mentions, she is no more] They say she's gone. He says she still exists, because he is still breathing. And when he rose again, the world saw not the man- but the devil disguised as human, the man who's enemy sees him just once before their death. A story of love, loss, obsession, and yearn. With something more than just revenge. Revenge? But who's revenge?? What really happened that night? Is she truly gone or was fate still playing its cruelest game? 𝐀𝐀𝐊𝐇𝐑𝐈 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐..2 ~Kim_AnVi.

it's the story of the crowned prince of avanti and the princess of Mahindragarh... "NA KOI YN KI JAGAH THA OR NA KOI HOGA, WO HAMARI VEER SINGH RAAJPOOT KI PATNI HAIN, JINKE LIYE HAMARA DIL DIN RAAT DHARAKTA HAI HAMARI RAANI HAIN WO "" *𝚄𝙽𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝙴𝚂𝙰 𝙺𝙸𝙰 𝙷𝙰𝙸 𝙹𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝙼 𝙼𝙴𝙸𝙽 𝙽𝙰𝙷𝙸... "𝚆𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝙼𝙴𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙷𝚄𝙿 𝙺𝙰𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝙰 𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙴 𝙹𝙰𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙸𝙽, 𝚂𝙰𝙼𝙰𝙹 𝙶𝙰𝙴 𝙽𝙰 𝙰𝙰𝙿 𝙹𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝙼 𝙺𝙴𝙷𝙽𝙰 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙷𝚃𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙸𝙽... "" *𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙸 𝙹𝙰 𝚈𝙴𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙰𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝚂𝙴 𝙹𝙰𝙱 𝙷𝙰𝙼 𝚆𝙰 𝙿𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝚈𝙴𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝙰𝙿 𝙷𝙰𝙼𝙴𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙰𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝙽𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚢𝙴𝙸𝙽.. ** * 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚑 𝙻𝚎𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙶𝙰𝙴 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚒 𝚊𝚢𝙴𝙸𝙽 𝚐𝚎 ** "" 𝙰𝙰𝙿 𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝚃 𝙷𝙾𝙺𝙰𝚁 𝙹𝙰 𝚈𝙴𝙸𝙽 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙼 𝙼𝙰𝚁 𝙱𝙷𝙸 𝙶𝙰𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙿𝙷𝙸𝚁 𝙱𝙷𝙸 𝙺𝙾𝙸 𝙰𝙰𝙿𝙺𝙾 𝙽𝙰𝙷𝙸 𝙱𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴 𝙶𝙰. ** **𝚅𝙴𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙰𝙷𝙸 𝙷𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙺𝙸𝙰 𝙷𝚄𝙰 𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙸 𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙸 𝚉𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙰 𝙷𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙰𝙱𝙷𝙸 𝙷𝙰𝙼 𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙴𝙸𝙽 𝙶𝙴 𝙳𝚄𝚂𝙷𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙾 𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝚁 𝙳𝙴𝙺𝙷𝚃𝚄 𝙷𝚄𝙽 𝙼𝙴𝙸 𝙺𝙾𝙽 𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝚃𝙴 𝙷𝚄𝙴 𝙰𝚅𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙸 𝙿𝙰𝚁 𝙽𝙰𝚉𝙰𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝙰𝙻𝚃𝙰 𝙷𝙰𝙸 **

Sequel to " ESCAPE" Just when she thought she ESCAPED when she thought her life would become better...... HE CAME! Or would you rather...... THEY CAME! "Ahhhhhh leave me alone!" Yn wailed in pain, trying so hard to break the metal chains that were restrained around her wrist as her orb met with the DEVIL'S. " Dear Dear YN pls stop crying. You know I cannot bear to see you crying__" Jimin said, kissing down on her neck. " Stop! Get off me please." she begged. " I love you YN please let me make you happy." Taeyhung muttered, gripping on her right leg before biting her flesh and YN screamed in pain. " Ahhhhhhhh don't l_love you." *slap* He hit her, causing blood to ooze out of her already busted lips. " Even though you don't love us now.... you'll just have to learn to love US." #bts💜💜💜💜 #fanfiction #btslovers 🔥🔥 #taehyunggggggggggg #jiminieeeeeee 💯💯 smut

Vansh : Ji lo jitna sukoon se jeena hai, Ji lo apni zindagi. Kyunki kuch dino baad to tumhari zindagi ka saara sukoon chhin lunga. Tumhara sukoon, tumhari aazadi sab kuch khatam kar dunga. Pachtava hoga tumhe apne kiye par. Nafrat hai mujhe tumse NAFRAT.

This is a story of man who named as KimTaehyung he is a famous billionaire in south korea and a big mafia leader too And a innocent girl who run away from her coutry from a marrage . but her destiny make her meet him . and her life turn to upwards what a mafia forcely make her his wife .........

•completed• When I was six, Baba had got me my first doll. I vividly remember her, my best friend. I had named her Sameera, she had huge eyes and wore a red bridal outfit, I would play with her all the time and one day I wed her off, wed her to another doll. But now that I had grown up, I knew that wedding someone wasn't just a game, being someone's wife was about much more. I was in my final year of degree in fine arts, I just 21 when my life reminded me of Sameera, turned me into Sameera, jis tarah Sameera ka nikah ek mazzak tha, ek khel uss he tarah mere nikah ne meri zindagi ko bhi ek khel me tabdeel kar diya. I was the wife of a man who already had a wife he loved dearly. I am Meher Butt and this is my story. (Book is written in English) #1 Urdu (march'21) #4 Lahore (jan'21) #1 Hyderabad (jan'21) #1 Pakistan (march'21) #2 Muslim (feb'21) #18 arrangemarriage (march'21) #24 age difference (jan'21)