YUG AHLAWAT Yug Ahlawat, a 22-year-old man. A businessman? A mafia? A politician? Nope, he's a common man. Life has never been kind to him since the day he was born. He has no family, no one to call his own. But he isn't someone who gives up easily. He possesses every skill that sets him apart from the rest. Cold-colder than ice because he has seen the cruelty of the world. But even ice melts. His lifeless heart begins to beat again when he sees her. Still, he believes he's not lucky enough to deserve her. What he doesn't know is, destiny has other plans. Let's see how his life changes. PRISHA SINGHANIA Prisha Singhania, a 21-year-old girl from a wealthy family. A family with just a few members, none of whom she can truly open up to. People call her a spoiled brat. But those who really know her (if there were any) would say she's an angel. Sadly, she has no close friends, no one she can trust because everyone seems to want her for her money and she hates that. She loves a man with all her heart, unaware of how drastically her life is about to change. Let's see how two personalities collide. Something neither of them expects is about to happen. Join the journey of Yug and Prisha.

Arziyan ~ A collection of short stories. Ranking 27 in #pakistan - 22 june 2025 Ranking 14 in #pakistan - 25 june 2025 Ranking 18 in #pakistan - 29 june 2025 Ranking 6 in #short - 2 july 2025 Ranking 7 in #cousinmarriage Ranking 2 in #moments - 28 july 2025

When Zoya Ahmed's cousin, Saad Mirza - the broody, honey-eyed CEO everyone in the family calls 'perfect' - ends up in a wedding fiasco, she never expected to be dragged into the chaos. But when the original bride runs away at the last minute, the Mirza and Ahmed families make one impulsive decision to save their honor: Zoya will replace her. What starts as an arrangement built on family pressure quickly turns into a clash of personalities - her chatter versus his silence, her emotions versus his control. Between sarcastic arguments, and awkward family dinners, Lahore becomes the stage for a marriage neither of them wanted... but might just end up needing. - #1 in #Pakistani on November 16, '25

Gujrat, Pakistan. A town where legacy doesn't die - it simmers quietly, waiting to rise again. Hasna Chaudhary Sikander was born with a name that once ruled the region. Her grandfather, Chaudhary Maqbool Sikander, wasn't just a minister - he was a legend. Three-time Nazim-e-Aala of the union council, unchallenged for fifteen years. People say the sun didn't rise in the valley without Maqbool's permission. But then he stepped down. Not because he lost. Because he chose silence over politics. And in his silence, a new name began to rise - the Haiders. Now, twenty-one-year-old Hasna lives in the ancestral haveli, walls lined with fading portraits and louder silences. Her family hasn't contested in years. Her father, a quiet businessman. Her uncles, comfortable in the background. But respect - that never left the Sikander name. Especially not in Gujrat. And now... another Chaudhary prepares to rise. Chaudhary Shehryar Haider, son of Haider Sr., is only twenty-four. Young, sharp, and ambitious. He wasn't raised to follow; he was trained to rule. And this year, he's stepping into the ring. Posters with his face are already plastered across poles, rickshaws, and chai dhabas. The air smells like politics - thick and heavy. Everyone expects a Haider vs. nobody election. Until fate flips the board. On a dusky afternoon in the old bazaar, Hasna's path crosses his. She's there for fabric. He's there to shake hands. But one gust of wind - deliberate by the universe - sends her dupatta flying... right onto Shehryar's shoulder. Their eyes lock. Her gaze - proud, unreadable. His - calculating, lingering a second too long. Two Chaudharys. Two legacies that were never meant to mix. But what happens when forgotten power meets rising ambition? He's the storm heading for the ballot. She's the silence that once ruled it all. But some silences... return with thunder.

Her softness is not submission, but siege warfare. His power is not strength, but the armor welded over old wounds. And when at last they collide-king and captive, tempest and throne-they discover the same terrible truth, '𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙥 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨' Dive in the Journey of Love, Betrayal and Secrets.

"He was my savior then, he is my savior now." When accusations destroy her name, she is abandoned by the very family she called her own. Shattered and alone, she carries the weight of a sin she never committed. In the midst of betrayal, one man chooses to believe her-fighting the world to become her savior. "Aapko kuch chahiye"? She questioned him. "Ji aap". He replied with a grin. Bound by an unexpected marriage, their story begins on fragile grounds. But just as a new life is about to unfold, destiny rips it apart before it even starts. Misunderstandings break what little bond they shared, leaving her spirit even more wounded. "Mere kehne pe apni zabaan se thodi phirenge aap". She said in a low voice. "Tum kehdo toh jeena chod doon". He mumbled. Yet love has a way of healing what pain has shattered. As trust slowly takes root and hearts begin to mend, they discover that sometimes broken beginnings can lead to the most beautiful journeys-of love, faith, and unshakable union. "Mohabbat hogayi hai aapse. Bepanah, beinteha aur behad mohabbat". "Mujhe nahi pata kab, kahan, kaisa huwi. Lekin hogayi. Mujhe bhi aapse mohabbat hogayi hai. Haa shayad jitni aap mujhse karte usse thodi zyada hi". 💔 Accused of a crime she never committed, abandoned by her family... 💍 Married to the only man who trusted her... 🔥 Broken by fate, healed by love-this is their journey of trust, pain, and forever. #1 in responsibilities #3 in protect #9 in muslimlove #8 in trust #23 in cousinmarriage #934 in fiction

She says, tearfully, "No one loves me, why are you doing this? I'm a stranger to you. You've brought me here to use me, haven't you?" Her eyes are brimming with tears. He's shocked by her words, but then he gently wipes away her tears with a handkerchief, looking at her face, and says," aap humri jaan hai ,mohbbat ho gyi hai is dil ko aapse bas itna chahte hai ki aap hume apne is bade se dil me ek choti si jagah de " (You are my life. I've fallen in love with you. My heart only desires one thing from you - to give me a small place in your big heart) . . . . . Cover credit by @03myficational

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"Ayat," I called softly. She didn't respond. I sighed and gently tilted her chin up, forcing her to look at me. And when she did-my heart shattered. Her eyes brimmed with unshed tears, pain written all over her delicate features. "Why do you want to marry me?" Her voice cracked. "I am dirty now." A single tear slid down her cheek. I wiped it away instantly. "Either dirty or pure, I am still going to marry you... but only if you want me to." My voice was firm yet gentle. "And let me tell you one thing, Ayat -you were, are, and will always be the purest soul in this world." I held her hands tightly. "I know I should've asked you first. I should've spoken to you before announcing it. I'm sorry. But now, I genuinely want to know." I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. "Kya tum mujhse shadi karogi?" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨:~ Arrange marriage (arranged by him) Age gap Billionaire romance Possessive & morally gray MMC Touch her and die type He fell first, he fell harder Slow burn Secret mafia Found family