"She is not my wife... Do you hear me? She will never be my wife...she is just my dead wife's sister for me... Nothing else...," -Mustafa Hamad Makhdoom "He will never love me... I will only be Rania sister for him... Just his dead wife's sister... Never his wife...His second wife," -Maria Arsalan Chaudhary _________________________________________ Maria Arsalan Chaudhary a 21 years old naive and innocent girl, was bestowed with a golden heart, hazel deepest eyes, and a bleeding soul. She lost her sister in an accident that she didn't know about anything but she also lost her Mickey mouse, her Mustafa, her knight in the shining armour, who went away when her sister and his wife died but after 2 years of suffering he came back when the clouds of the dead started to follow her. Mustafa Hamad Makhdoom a 32 years old man with a heart burden by guilt and regret that he can't protect his wife whose blood is on his hands, but after 2 years he had to go back home and take his role back as the son, leader, and most of all a protector. But his past will not leave him alone and he will have difficulty accept new changes in life. What will happen when these two are bound together, one to save her and to fulfil their mother's wish. What will they do when the past, secret, betrayal, and sorrow will follow them and secrets will haunt them from graves. What will happen when the mafia leader and dangerous man Mustafa Makhdoom who vowed to never love again will fell in love again but what if it's too late and she didn't want him anymore. Will he get his love while protecting her or the past destroy them and their family forever, will they have a chance at love or their love will only destroy them and then finish them. Join the story of Mustafa Makhdoom and Maria Chaudhary where the pain is shared, suffering is never enough, love is unrequited and the past is following like a ghost to wreck them, the story of being destroyed in love, Fanaa.

"𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓉. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇." They told me her name would bring influence. That her bloodline would open doors no campaign ever could. That marrying her would tie me to the minister whose word sways cabinets and commands kings. I was twenty-two, hungry and unshaken- A 𝒢𝒽𝒶𝒹𝓏𝒾 by name, born of legacy and cold-blooded business. So I agreed. To the alliance. To the girl. 𝒜𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝒮𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒾𝓈𝒽𝒾. She was fifteen when they marked her as mine. Eighteen when we signed the nikkah. I never saw her-only the tremble of pale fingers, and the quiet grace in her signature beside mine. And then I left. Now, at the brink of becoming the youngest Chief Minister this state has ever seen, they say it's time to complete the picture. Time for her rukhsati. Time to claim the girl I never forgot to remember. She's the granddaughter of a man who could make me king. And somehow, she's also the one thing in this game that feels... undeserved. And now she's waiting. And I don't know if I'm ready. Because what do men like me know of worthiness, when all we've ever known is conquest?

She was never the favorite daughter. Never the ideal cousin. Never the girl who fit into mirrors or people's expectations. Mishel Wahaj, the youngest in a large, opinionated family, has grown up hearing one thing - "You need to lose weight." From aunties' taunts to silent glances at weddings, she's been shrinking emotionally long before she ever tried to shrink physically. But on the edge of 18, something inside her breaks - and quietly begins to rebuild. Across the same bloodline, Rayyan Alvi, her much older cousin - a 28-year-old CSS officer - is everything she's not: composed, dignified, unreachable. For years, Mishel barely registered in his world. But when life pulls them back into the same orbit, something fragile begins to form between unspoken words, eyes that linger too long, and a past that refuses to stay buried. This isn't a love story told in flowers and fairytales. It's told in sajdahs, silences, self-worth, and slow healing. As Mishel fights for her identity, her voice, and her relationship with Allah - she discovers that sometimes the most powerful love stories begin when you finally learn to love yourself. A journey of broken mirrors, unexpected souls, and divine timing. Because when Allah writes your story... nothing comes too early, and nothing comes too late.

Selin Junaid was once a girl with a quiet crush on her best friend's brother, Sami Khan-an army-bound man who was emotionally guarded (introvert). But it remained secretive one sided. When the heartbreak of his engagement drove her abroad, she vowed to forget him. But years later, success brings her home for a wedding of her best friend... and face to face with the one man she tried to forget. Sami Khan is the tough and stoic captain of the army but from inside he is shy, introverted and easy to be flustered when it comes to her. He also carries his own baggage from the past. Selin Junaid is a business tycoon. Bold and feisty by nature but also carries insecurities about her body. Her resolve always crumbled when it came to him. This time, will they fight for what they once let go? Could they hold on the second chance? ≧ TROUPS ≦ Best Friend's Brother/ sister's best friend Second Chance Romance Introvert x Extrovert Unrequited Love (turned mutual) Marriage of Fate / Destiny She Fell First, He Fell Harder Emotionally Guarded and Shy Hero Strong, Independent Heroine Protective Male Lead Slow Burn Military Romance ◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍ Started: 28 May 2025 Ended: 9 August 2025

A soft-hearted pediatrician, Mahnoor, unknowingly bonds with baby Ilhaan - the son of cold, ruthless CEO Shahwaiz, whose life still mourns his late wife. Their fates collide after a hospital meeting sparks a silent obsession, while hidden betrayals threaten Shahwaiz's empire.

Their marriage was built on family ties, not love or at least, that's what he believed. To him, it was a responsibility. To her, it was everything. She entered the marriage with a heart full of hope, believing that one day, he might return her love. But Zayan Malik had long buried his ability to feel, to connect especially with someone who looked at him with such quiet devotion. Seeing that hope in her eyes, he pulled away not out of cruelty, but to protect her from the hollowness inside him. What he didn't realize was that his silence, his absence, his indifference... would shatter her heart more deeply than any harsh word ever could. And when he left without a goodbye, she thought the pain had reached its peak. Until she discovered she was carrying his child.

She grew up hearing one thing only- "He is your husband. Serve him. Respect him." At just seventeen, Ayat Raees is the fragile flower of the haveli, too innocent to understand love, yet bound by a nikah that was written in her childhood. And then there's him- Wali Raees. Thirty years old. Cold. Untouchable. The man who carries the entire Raees legacy on his shoulders. To the world, he is ruthless and dominant. To her, he is a stranger who makes her heart race with both fear and longing. He never asked for her. Yet he will never let her go. Because in his world, Ayat has always been his-by name, by blood, by fate. But when innocence collides with dominance, when fear begins to twist into forbidden desire... will the fragile bride survive the storm of the man called Wali Raees?

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*Read RUYA for better understanding* VILLAIN'S AFSAANA BOOK1 They said time heals everything. But for Zarar Jatoi, time only taught him how to live without feeling. He was a man carved out of grief - all suit, silence, and shadows. The kind of man who once loved so deeply that when death took her, it took him too. Not his heartbeat, not his breath - but everything else that made him human. He stopped smiling. Stopped hoping. He moved through life like a ghost in a tailored suit, untouched by the world, unbothered by light. And then - she came. Noor. A girl in purple, with sunlight in her laugh and a recklessness that made the walls around him flicker. She wasn't supposed to matter. She wasn't supposed to see him - really see him. But she did. And slowly, painfully, relentlessly - she began pulling him back from the edge. Not with grand gestures, not with loud declarations, but with her presence. Her chaos. Her light. This isn't a love story. It's a story about the war between grief and healing. Between darkness and the girl who dared to walk into it barefoot, uninvited, and full of color. It's the story of Zarar Jatoi - and the girl named Noor, who became his Rahat when he believed he no longer deserved one.

❝Jab koi salam kare, toh uska jawab dete hain,❞ he said with a voice that sent a shiver down her spine. "Ji," she barely managed to whisper before yanking her hand back and running to the kitchen. ⁕⁕⁕ Pari had always dreamed of a fairy tale love story... But on her wedding night, those dreams shattered: "Don't expect anything from this marriage," her husband said in an emotionless tone. "Yeh sirf meri family ke liye ek formality hai. Bas. Aur kuch nahi.". She stared at him, her lips parting as if to speak, but no words came. A few days later, while cleaning the attic, she found a diary... his diary. A woman's name written over and over again. It didn't take much to piece the truth together... his heart was never hers to begin with. Still, no matter how much his indifference hurt, she couldn't stop herself from falling for him. And just when she thought things couldn't get more complicated, life threw her the ultimate twist... At university, she came face to face with her cold, distant husband once again... this time, as his STUDENT. And that was only the beginning... Start Date: Late December 2024 Finish Date: 26th April 2025 English translations for Urdu dialogues (which mostly start appearing after Pari's Niqah) are available. All rights reserved