Hannah Seymour is an Emerging young Director at New York Film Academy. Her film making dream is unlike any other American dream. Rhydian Greystone is an Architecture Genius. He has an unmatched fame in the business world. He disappeared eight years ago but now, he is back. Back in her city. In New York City. This is not the cute little love story you'll come across, they're star crossed. If We Stayed covers grief, lost love, suicide and much more. Will They find their way back to eachother? Under all those Circumstances? Will they finally get their happily ever after? Dive into the World of Hannah Seymour and Rhydian Greystone.

In the heart of a city steeped in secrets, Ghasan Lashari returns after a decade, his heart a storm of anger and determination. Obsessed with revenge for his sister's disappearance and the shadowy truth behind it, he is a man torn between darkness and the fragile light of redemption. Maryam Khan, a woman who embodies strength wrapped in calmness, has spent years seeking solace in faith. Haunted by her own past trauma and the betrayal that marked her childhood, she shields herself behind the unwavering bond she shares with her brother, Shayaan Khan. But beneath her serene exterior lies a storm she barely understands. Shayaan Khan, a man who has always been Maryam's anchor, knows too well the cost of love and loyalty. From the depths of pain, he has built a life of protection for the sister he swore to keep safe. But when Ghasan walks back into their lives, the balance he worked so hard to maintain is threatened. Lyla, a force of ruthlessness and cunning, whose presence breathes a spark of unpredictability into this tangled web of love, betrayal, and revenge. She holds the key to a secret that could either destroy them all or set them free. As Ghasan's dark quest collides with Maryam's quiet strength, truths are laid bare, and loyalties are tested. Will vengeance consume them, or will they find redemption in the ashes of their broken pasts? "WHISPER OF WIND" is a tale of love, pain, and sacrifice, where the line between good and evil blurs, and where two souls find that even in the midst of darkness, there is a glimmer of hope.

She was his from the start ✨. She was an angel protected by a devil 🌼. No one can harm her not even him 👀. His love, obsession, strength, weakness HIS JAAN 💗✨. Ashar Ali Khan: A hot handsome man with height 6'3. Sharp jawline, smooth black hairs and muscular body. CEO of Khan Industries. A workaholic, famous business man whom girls are drooling over. Most egligable bachelor. Arrogant & ruthless. Known as 'Devil'. TOUCH HER & YOU'LL DIE ✨. Mirha Sheikh : A cute, smart and beautiful girl with height 5'6. Beautiful ocean blue eyes and a petite figure. Innocent and sweet. Social worker. I DON'T KNOW WHEN I BECOME HIS 🌼. Is it love or obsession? Will he get her or not! Will they be together forever..♡ 💌 RANKINGS: • 1 #Bookstagram out of 991 stories • 1 #Angeldevil out of 333 stories • 1 #Urdunovels out of 30 stories • 5 #Muslimlovestory out of 2.38k stories • 22 #Childhood out of 19.2k stories • 51 #Muslim out of 12.8k stories • 56 #Pakistan out of 77.2k stories • 179 #Wattpad out of 104k stories • 187 #Fiction out of 495k stories • 191 #Desi out of 4.56k stories • 302 #Agegap out of 18.6k stories • 622 #Arrangemarriage out of 27.2k stories

Book #2 of short stories. A tale of short stories, romance, hardships, trials, love and misunderstandings... Jaan-e-Azal : Soul of eternity 𝖢 𝖮 𝖭 𝖳 𝖤 𝖭 𝖳 𝐒𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐞 - "They were miracles in your kisses, they were medicines to my veins..." 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐚 & 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦 [completed] 𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭 - "You are a blessing that made my life thousand times better..." 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐚 & 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐥 [Coming soon...] 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 - "A broken heart can be repaired, but not a broken soul..." 𝐀𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐫 & 𝐀𝐫𝐳𝐨𝐨 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐝𝐚𝐦 - "We aren't just lovers or soulmates, we are each other's companion..." 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐚 & 𝐅𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐫 - "I wish I could fall out of love, that shit is painful..." 𝐙𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 & 𝐀𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐣 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐟𝐚 - "No matter how much we pretend, we know what is in our hearts..." 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐚 & 𝐎𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐚𝐥-𝐞-𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫 - "The story we had is a story that will never be once more..." 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐥 & 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 ---------- Started on : 27/08/2022 Finished on : • 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.

Maktub-Al-Hayat: Destined by Fate 𝘼𝙡𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙉𝙞𝙢𝙧𝙖 أنت أجمل مصير _ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ

"𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙍𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚,𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙖-𝙀-𝙏𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙧." ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ It was a political marriage. Last wish of his dying father. Getting married and increasing his legacy, that's all he wanted. He wasn't supposed to have feelings for her let alone feel possessive.But why does it feel like she belongs to him, she was his all along.She was. She thought her life was over. She was sure of it.But...then how did she end up here?Which year is it? She is a rajput princess?But didn't she just died? 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝗋𝖺𝗃𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? Let's take a look shall we? #firstbook in Unwanted Series A/N: The first few chapters were written when I barely knew anything about vocabulary or knew how to write a story. I started writing on impulse so it may seem a little immature. But please don't judge the book by reading the first few chapters. I

COMPLETE🤍 #1 in TOXIC SERIES "When they ask you why you love the rain, the ocean, the river, tell them it is because to touch you; even when you were at your most damaged and broken. Unlike the people who should have loved you better, the water was never afraid"~Ira Life for me was so simple and decided. My Amma my world, my job my strength and being a fatherless child all I wanted was a man, a love to be cherished till eternity until the time my fate collided with him at college, At that time things couldn't turn out the way it turned after few years. The guy I had zero interest was my Amma's last choice to give my hand in marriage for. What was this new plot twist now? A man who was already committed became my Husband. "Love comes in your life when you don't expect it, and falling for her was the same"~ Asher A bad boy with a soft heart, handsome face and thousand of chicks. That's how you are defined with a complicated aura. Things in my life were never picture perfect. Neither my life, nor my business and not even my girlfriend. She came in my life like a chaos too chaotic to even handle, sharing life with a complete opposite seemed difficult at first until I fell for her silently. She did something to my heart, that it didn't work like the way it used to. Was it her presence or her love but something inside me definitely changed since the time.......i started to understand the most unexpected person of my life. . . . Sometimes a broken heart, needs another broken heart to fix and complete it❤️ . . . #2 Rains #1 eid #4 ramzan #7 muslimgirl #4 muslimboy

"Just go away, you know that I don't like your touch. Then why are you here? You think you're his mumma? No, he will for sure forgot you when he will grown up." His eyes blazing full of anger as he spoke these words. "I'm not his mother?" her voice cracked as she asked. "No, you know who is her mother. She was only the one, love of my life. I don't know why are you still here, may be all you want me to touch your bod--" "No, don't you dare. I never wanted anything from you except him. I'm leaving okay? Allah hafiz." she cut off, she was crying. And when he realised his mistake, it was too late. "Abbu, I want mumma." his son says, sobbingly. "I promise, she will be here. Okay? Stop crying my baby." He says, hugging his son with full of tears. Zehna Khan, she is independent woman. Strongly believe in Allah..she gets happy with little things!! Arhaan Ahmed, his wife passed away leaving Sign of their love, their baby boy. Arhaan can do anything for his baby, and for his happiness he got married to Zehna. But he failed to give her happiness and love she deserves as a wife. ALHUMDULILLAH ||• #1 ALLAH 17/05/2020•|| { MORE THAN 30 TIMES} ||• #3 MUSLIM 23/05/2020•|| ||• #1 HALAL 06/06/2020•|| { 8 TIMES} || • #1 MUSLIMAH 21/08/2020•|| || • #2 DESI 04/09/2020 •|| || • #1 DESI 06/09/2020 • ||

"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.

Dobara. Phir se. Again. Once more. |Raqs| Hadeed could hear the cheers of everyone who had caught up. He could hear the bottle of sparkling water being popped. But he could only see her. Brown assessing eyes, narrowed as she smiled with them, full lips and red cheeks and silk like hair. His lips turned up in a smile, at the corners, like he was sharing some sort of joke and then he was stepping forward and she was in his arms and he was spinning her around and oh God. Oh God. This hadn't happened before. He hadn't felt this before. Ever before. |Ba Dastoor| "I don't know. It shouldn't be like this. I don't feel those butterflies when I'm with him. I don't feel giddy in my stomach or excited and jittery. My heart doesn't race." "What do you feel?" Diya couldn't speak for a few seconds. Her mouth would open but the right words wouldn't come out. She wanted to cry pitifully. Because as soon as the words came together, she knew. "Safe." Her voice broke. "At home. Like I've known him forever. Like I could make any mistake in the world and he wouldn't care. Like his arms are the only place I'd ever want to be. Like his words are the antidote to any poison I could think of. Like he and I were made from the same fabric." Her voice trailed off and tears pooled in her eyes. "When he looks at me, I know I'm going to be okay. And if I don't. Then he promises me that he'll make it okay." //// Heavily unedited 😭