On the wet sand beside the seashore, the strong, tall man was laying with a cigarette in his hand. His bike parked a few feet away from him. The environment there was serene and noiseless as no one was allowed then on the beach that he owned. It was not a big deal for a billionaire like him. He had a lot more than that. Wealth, power, the respect he had all of them but lacked the most important thing that couldn't be bought with money. He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to You for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab."

A battle of love between two people of different world. One is used to having a social and stable life and the other has to work hard in other to have a normal life. " hey Mr, are you stupid or what? If you know you are sick why not go to the hospital. If I wasn't driving a Range Rover my car would have had a scratch at the front . Take your stupid container out of my face, now I'm late for work all because of you. " I shouted at him and people around came closer to see what was the commotion all about and I don't give a damn that I insulted this low life, he deserves it. All this while, he only look stunned at my outburst, I hissed at him and turn to walk away but the stupid man held my arm in a strong hold . He look like he wants to strangle me " Don't ever talk to me like that. I repeat, don't ever shout at me" he angrily gritted out at me and at the same time, his hold on my arm tighten. It really hurt. "Just because, you're privileged to have fancy cars doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that, you spoilt brat. It's people like you that made people like us insult the rich " he shake his head in some worth like pity, for me? . I just look shock at him. How dare this low life insult me like this in public? " if you think you'll be respected just because you are high and mighty, then sweetheart you're wrong. No one would give you the respect you deserve if you don't change this stupid attitude of yours" I slap him right at the face with my other hand. Ride with me to the journey of love between Rahma and sadiq.

"Say it." He whispered, stepping closer to me. "I love you too." I finally admitted, my cheeks flushing dark in embarrassment. I couldn't believe I just said that out loud, to a man I was going to marry in few days. "I want to spend my whole life with you." I added slowly. "Forever?" Usama asked, holding my wrist gently as he towered over me. I tried to pull it away but his hold was stronger. My heart was beating so frantically inside my chest due to his proximity that I feared that I might have a heart attack. "Forever." I replied and tugged my hand free. Passing him a shy smile, I pushed him away and rushed out of his room before anyone could see. Little did I know, this forever is not going to last very long. •°•°•°• Noor Asghar Khan couldn't be more contented with her life. Her marriage was fixed to a man she had always admired, she had recently graduated from country's best arts school with a gold medal, her father had been promoted to vice president of his company and her sister secured herself a seat in a top tier medical school. All in all, she was happy with the way her fate turned out to be. But what is life without a little tragedy?

"I trusted you," Mirha said in a voice barely above a whisper, trying her best to keep tears from falling down her cheeks, trying and failing. Hadi paused for an entire second. "Well, you shouldn't have. Not my fault," He spoke softly, evenly, his face pale and pinched as if trying to hold back emotions of his own. *** A best friend. A chase gone wrong. An empty promise. Out of control, unexpected run-ins. Out of control, unexpected feelings. And you've got a conundrum. Mirha Qadeer was a simple village girl new to the capital city. She felt like a fish out of water in her university but tried her best to fit in and study hard. She made a few mistakes along the way but she had never thought she would have to pay this high a price in return. Hadi Maher was not your nice, friendly guy next door, nor was he a ruthless bad boy. He was something else entirely. But whatever he was, Mirha Qadeer should never have been a part of it. But she somehow forced her way in, and now he has to make a choice, a choice that will take too much from him either way, a choice that's threatening to undo him. --- There are typos and some grammatical mistakes in the story. Will be editing soon.

[𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 #3 𝙤𝙛 𝘽𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨] 𖣔 It's not the future, I'm afraid of. It's the fear of the past repeating itself that haunts me. 𖣔 ~𝒜𝓎𝒶𝓃𝒶 ℳ𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓀.~ 𖣔 The saddest thing I ever did was to beg someone to love me, just the way I loved them. 𖣔 ~ℐ𝓂𝓇𝒶𝒶𝓃 𝒬𝓊𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓈𝒽.~ ✯✯✯ Two broken people who at first seem opposite but as time passes, they discover they are not so opposite as they thought so. In fact, they are quite similar. When these two broken people's unfortunate fates collide with each other, what will happen? Will they be able to heal each other's broken hearts? Or will they shed each other's hearts into pieces? What if one's crazy ex makes a comeback into their already complicated life? Will they survive amidst all of these complications? Will they be able to embrace love? Or will they have to give their lives to protect each other? All of us know that opposite attracts but what will happen if two similar people collide? Explosion?! Chaos?! Or Trouble?! Peek in to know how two broken-hearted people overcome their fear, rediscovered their lives' purpose and embrace pure and selfless love. #1 in halal #2 in despair ✯✯✯ [Cover Credit @Shabanathestar] 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛: It's the third book of the 'Bittersweet series.' CAN'T BE READ AS STAND-ALONE.

"This marriage is nothing but a contract. Deal?" Her brown eyes bored into the canvas of his dark ones as she hovered over him with her hands clutching his shoulders tightly, putting all her weight on him, relying on him like an anchor she didn't want. "Deal!" He answered, harbouring her with his hands clasped around her waist. "You aren't allowed to touch me." "As if I'm dying." He loosened his grip around her and she fell right in his arms. --------------------------------------------------------- Highest ranking #4 in spirituality [13-10-2025] Highest ranking #1 in marriage-of-convenience [16-10-2025]

Maira Khan is a first-grade teacher, as she loves to be around kids. She's also a romantic, tied to the belief that Allah has given everyone a soulmate. She dreams of the man destined to be her other half, to complete her. She has a loving family and supportive friends. She thinks she knows everything there is to love. But when her parents have been offered a rishta for her hand in marriage from local billionaire Ahmed Hassan, however, she's starting to realize that this may not end up being the fairytale she's dreamed about. Ahmed Hassan is among America's richest, CEO of his father's billionaire company. He's also a realist, where love is merely an idea to him, something fake, thrown into stories for the naïve to chase. His mother died when he was 18, and his father is rarely around. He doesn't know of true love. And now his father is constantly annoying him about marriage, telling him to get married soon. So when he finally can't take it anymore, a random choice has him ending up at Maira's door for her hand in marriage. Maira and Ahmed. Polar opposites. But when fate makes a match, you don't do anything to get in its way, even if you try. Will this match make it, or was it just never meant to be?

Meet Shah Brothers... Muhammad Zulqarnain Shah, 27 years old, handsome, humble and one of the best actors known today. He is from those people who have luck on their side. Whatever they do, they get successful. Ahmar Shah, the little brother of Zulqarnain. 17 years old, student, arrogant and a troublesome teenager. Both brothers are the total opposite of each other, except their over protectiveness, possessiveness for one person, Hira... Now meet Hira, 26 years old an independent girl. Always cheerful despite all the hardships in her life. She lives her life in her own way, without depending on anyone. But what happened when Hira cross paths with Shah brothers and she found herself stuck between a handsome and sweet possessive big brother and an arrogant little brother. #78 in General Fiction (28-9-2016) Cover by @AdibahRafhanah

Book 1 of the Holy Matrimony series ____ Makhfi: Adjective. hidden, secret, concealed 6 lives on a journey for success, will they succeed in their goal or not. /The story revolves around 2 souls who are tied together but can't be together. Join the story of Mir Shahzain Abdul khan and Mehrma Samaab Azhar khan./ Mehrma :"I want a divorce." Shahzain pulled the brakes so hard that Mehrma almost hit her head. he turned towards her furiously. Shahzain:"What do you mean ke tumhey divorce chehye hai." He spoked furiously. Shahzain's eyes were blazing red in anger. _____ /The story of Mir Shahvaiz Abdul khan and Mahnoor Azhar khan. One innocent while the other is possessive./ Shahvaiz:" Look Mahnoor. I know this whole situation isn't ideal but we could at least try to make this marriage work. I know it will take some time bu...... Mahnoor:"Hogya apka drama." I spoke cutting him mid sentence. Shahvaiz:"What?" He stood up. So did I. Mahnoor:"Apko kya lagta hai apney mughsey shaadi kerli hai aur ap sabkey samney hero bangai hai to main apki ehsan mand hogai hun . Apko bohat Bari ghalat fehmi hai, merey liye yeh rishta sirf naam ka hai." _____ /The story of Zunaira Azhar khan and Armaan obaid khan. They are the real Tom and Jerry ,who has a love- hate connection./ Armaan: " No we can't, not today, not tomorrow and not any other day." I watched as her smile fell and she looked at me confused at my words. Zunaira: " Magar kyun?" she asked, looking at me with so much confusion in her eyes. Armaan: " Kyun ke hamara aisey ghoomna Annural ko nahi pasand hai and I don't want to do anything that upsets her......and I'll do everything that will make her happy, even if it means that I have to break every tie with you, I will." Can be read as a stand alone. All of my books are just interconnected with each other