**A Wattpad featured story** Bekhudi || بیخودی ❝ He gently dragged his hand around the delicate skin of my neck, slowly caressing it under his stifling touch. I felt his breath curling against me, as a wave of sultriness rode over me. As if sensing it, his soft touch become firm and his thumb pressed against my bottom lip. His eyes were still trained on mine, studying me with a burning intensity. He looked at me with a fervent gaze, as I felt his eyes darken with desire? ❞ _____________________________ Bekhudi follows the life of Shanzae Malik, a political heiress, as she manoeuvres through the clutches of a patriarchal, honour bound society. Her life takes a turn when her family suggests an unexpected proposal to save their withering political dynasty. Crisis strikes, and her only option is to choose between the love of her life and his brother. A tale of love, heartache, deception & ecstasy!

Mahrukh is the youngest in her family. The apple of her family's eyes [ well mostly ]. Living in a joint family with a divorced aunt who is ready to set everything on fire. Just how hard could it be? Throw in a bunch of rude friends and cousins Mahrukh has the whole package. Also did I forget to mention? The man she loves is the eldest son of the family. MAHRUKH is a young girl fresh out of university trying to make things work. Read to find out whether she succeeded or not. ■ READ AT OWN RISK ■ MATURE CONTENT ■ HOT & COOL MEN ©️ qanootshahid14 | qanoot14 | Qanoot Shahid ○WORD COUNT○ 57•332

The line separating darkness and light is very thin, no one knows when they will stumble upon the other side. The same thing happened to him long ago, an incident and he was dragged into the other side of the world, but instead of being devoured by the darkness, he swallowed it. Ruling over the demons of the society he was no less of a demon to them, a demon that fell in love with the fairy of light, Noor. Mahnoor, a cheerful young girl who suddenly finds herself imprisoned in a cage created by the most infamous man she knew, Moosa Khan. Who claimed to love her, but how can this fairy of light love back a demon? ________________________________ *Not edited, read on your own risk.* Cover by @AdibahRafhanah

A beautiful soul, with many scars written in her past. With beautiful memories in her future. Waiting for her prince charming or mijaz-e-khuda. A story of Dua Ibrahim- who is as innocent as a new baby. Survivor of many attacks. A story of Hassan Ali Khan- who is a handsome hunk. Sight to sore eyes. The prince charming of Dua. But what happens when he comes to know the secret of her hidden from everyone except one person. Will he accept her, or will he.....

Completed on May 29, 2020. ~ "Ap...." (You....) Muntaha couldn't utter anything else as Faris 'shh'ed her. He grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her around. Their eyes met in the mirror and they stood staring into each others eyes for what felt like eternity. Muntaha couldn't handle the heat of his gaze anymore and looked down shyly making Faris chuckle. He moved all her hair to one shoulder and tied the tassel at the back. He then saw the golden neclace lying on the table. He had noticed she never took it off, last night she was wearing this necklace even though she had taken off every other jewellery and makeup which made him hide a smile. He picked up the necklace from the table and tied it around her neck. She, who was continuously looking down with her chin touching her chest, looked up when she felt something cold touching her neck. Her eyes again met his and this time she didn't look down. Actually, she couldn't look down as his grey orbs held her green ones captive. Faris then took something out from his pocket and handed it to Muntaha. She looked at her hand in confusion and realised he put some money in her hand. She questioningly looked back at him who kissed her temple and said, "Apna sadqa de dena." (Give your sadqa.) Crimson tinted her cheeks as he left the room leaving his wife in a whirlwind of emotions. The air around her giggled at the mess of a girl who stared at her husband's back with haya surrounding her. ~ This is a story about an 18-year-old girl Muntaha Saleem trying to follow her dreams. She's managing her grades as a scholarship student of a prestigious medical college. She's a know-it-all with a shy but sweet personality. Throw in Faris bin Zayyad Khan, the male version of beauty with brains. He's handsome, he's smart and he knows that. What happens when the both- the alpha male and the not-so-confident wallflower- are tied together in a knot by fate? This is my first story. Give it a try! :)

Book #1 one short stories. A tale of short stories, romance, hardships, trials, love and misunderstandings... Ruhiniyat : Soulfulness 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐭 𝐈𝐤𝐡𝐥𝐚𝐚𝐬- "I fell in love with your soul, not your looks..." 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚 & 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐚 - "Some people are only meant to stay for a short chapter in the book of our lives..." 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐳𝐚𝐢𝐧 & 𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐭 - "Her beauty is like the moon yet she is as wild as the storm..." 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫 & 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐖𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 - "Destiny was the one who brought us together..." 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫 𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐚𝐡 - "Opposite attract. Then they drive each other insane..." 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐭 & 𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭 - "Some tradition needs to be changed..." 𝐙𝐚𝐢𝐧 & 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐛 ---------- Started on : 5/09/2021 Finished on : 27/08/2022 • Islam is beautiful and perfect religion but muslims aren't. Please don't read this book with an islamic perspective. Though it does have some basic teaches about islam. • ALL RIGHT RESERVED. THIS BOOK SHOULD NOT BE PUBLISHED OR TRANSLATE IN ANY OTHER FORM. IF YOU READ SOME SCENE SIMILAR TO ANY OTHER BOOK IT'S A PURE CO-INCIDENT. CHARACTERS AND SCENE ARE FROM MY IMAGINATION.

"What's your name?" He asked her in a straight cold tone. Akshita and all the employees stared at him as if he was a GHOST, but he kept looking at her with an emotionless face. "Ask her for her name", he ordered the girl, his voice indicating danger. "Wh...What is...is your name Miss?" the girl asked Akshita, stuttering out of fear. "Ak...Akshita" she replied, looking anywhere but at him, blinking her eyes to stop her tears. Fortunately, she was successful. What kind of woman would like it when her husband asks for her name, 4 months after their marriage! That too in front of all those people who know about their relationship? "Full Name" He commands. "Akshita Raghuvanshi", she replies again. The girl's eyes widened in realization. "I said FULL. NAME." He ordered furiously, stressing on the last two words. "Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" she replied again, this time looking down. The name itself gives shivers. "Mrs. Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" He states every word clearly, looking at Akshita. She snaps her head towards him in an instant, shock and confusion evident in her expressions. Her full name, from his mouth, created a domination aura around the place. It gave her butterflies, his name with hers, as one. ----------- It's a Fictional book I don't have any intentions to hurt anyone's feelings so please don't take it on heart. It's my own imagination so I will not like if someone copy my work! Be thoughtful before doing! #1 on Wattpad #2 on Comedy #1 in India #76 out of 2.1 Million (in Romance) #21 out of 2.36 Million (in Love) #8 out of 172K (in heartbreak) #10 out of 266K (in family) #3 out of 64K (in marriage) #1 (in the Royal family)

They says opposite attracts...... RUDRAANG PRATAP SINGH SHEKHAWAT The crown prince of Rajasthan. A 24 year old self made billionaire whose world revolves around his family, buisness and study. For people who mess with him he is a Devil himself and for people who are in his good books he is the most charming personality........ KASHI TRIPATHI A 19 year old traditional beauty whose world revolves around her father, books and dance...she is a free spirit who loves to spread happiness.....a cute carefree bubbly personality....but she also has her own demon's hidden..... Witness the unexpected love blooming between these two opposite personalities.......

Set in the year 1801. Two muslim families. One rules Lahore. The other is the child of a prostitute. Meer Aahil is the king of the Lahore empire. Safa is the daughter of a prostitute residing in the city of Lahore. Two drastically different people from different social groups. Safa is barely respected. Aahil is the most respected one. They meet a few days before eid. Aahil and Safa .... But will the people of Aahil accept a prostitutes daughter as their queen? NOTE : THE KINGDOM OF LAHORE IS THE ENTIRE SUBCONTINENT. THIS BOOK IS BASED OFF OF MY IMAGINATION HENCE THERE ARE NO MUGHALS OR BRITISH INVASION. WORD COUNT: 13,136

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!