"Was any of it real?" The question slipped out and the room went quiet, everything slowed down around me or maybe it was my heart that had slowed down, maybe it was the hurt that had blurred everyone else or perhaps it were just my eyes that never learned to look anywhere else with her in the room. Nissa-or whatever was left of her behind-stopped too, just to turn and look at me with the same boring expressions she had when she saw all of the others. "No," She answered, voice bare of any emotion. An ache lodged itself in my chest but I still waited, I knew her-I trusted her. So I waited for her expressions to change, for them to soften, for her to say that this was a joke, because I wasn't just anybody-I was hers, I was always hers, I was her Mir, how could she not. But somewhere between holding her gaze, the brown burning through brown or the ice against fire I realised that they wouldn't, with that empty gaze and blank face that she looked at me with, they wouldn't- and as she tore my heart into pieces, they didn't. "It was all an illusion." The burn spread through. But it still wasn't over. No it wasn't. It couldn't be. I won't let it be. What we had was forever. It was supposed to always and forever. Always & forever.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

Dama'at al-Qamar- a Series Yuanfen- A fated bond (Book 4 of the Series) It's not luck. It's not coincidence. It's destiny with a soft touch. He fell first and harder. Kavir Aryan - 24. Indian. Cold hands, colder silences. Believes in nothing, until her. Jealous. Brilliant. Secretly searching for God. Rua Isa Bilal - 22. Pakistani. Fire in a dupatta. Witty. Loud without speaking. She guides strangers online-but forgets to save herself.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 What happens when 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐑𝐀 - the girl who mastered the art of being unseen, stitched together with silence and scar tissue, haunted by the ruins of love and friendship - finds herself seated next to 𝐄𝐕𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐉𝐀 - the boy who owns every room he walks into, golden, untouchable, with the universe folded neatly around his smile? What happens when a single bus ride blurs the lines between fate and coincidence? When the invisible, shy girl meets the campus god - the ace and everything in between? When Miss "I'm too shattered to be chosen" meets Mr. "I'd choose your broken pieces every time"? Two hearts. One pull. Join Myra and Evyaan as they journey through the ache of almosts and the magic of what-ifs, to discover a love that was always meant to be. --------★--------- (𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧~ 𝐀 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

"Kia ap mujhy hospital le jyeingi?Mein ab jeena chahta hun"Ye alfaaz kehty huwe wo khud heeran tha.Thori dair pehly tk wo yahan pe sisak sisak ke marny ko tayar tha aur ab? Wo zinda rehna chahta tha lekin kue. Is lrki ko dekhti hi usny zinda rehne ka faisla kue krlia?Aik gari waly or bike waly ko kue usny chup chap guzarny dia.Agr ussay jeena hi tha to wo itna kamzoor to nhi tha ke kisi se madad ke lye yun minatt krta aur wo bhi aik lrki se. "Dekho mery sath koi chalaki ki to jan se marongi mein samjhay?help krrhi hun mohsin hun tumhari dhoka dia to dekh lena.Wesy krni to nahi chye tumhari madad lekin kia karun itna bara dil he mera"Halay ki bat pe wo khayalon se bahir aya tha.Ab wo usko uthny ka kehrhi thi.Dard ko bardasht kr ke wo ba-mushkil uthny ki koshish krny lga. Halay ne usko uthny mein madad di,wo ab khara ho chuka tha mgr itni si koshish mein Halay buri tarhan hamp chuki thi. "Allah kia khatay ho tum?" Wo hampty huwe boli thi.Ab wo uska bazo apny khandhy pe dal ke isko gari tk le ke jarhi thi.

The Siren. That's what the underworld calls me. I lure the demons dressed as men and kill them to serve justice for the innocents. Never have I failed against a man or two. The only motto I followed in my life is.... "Never wrong the innocent." But the man who watches me, seems to be an exception. He never leaves my shadow, nor does he show me his face. He just watches me, through my windows, through the cameras, through the darkness, through my soul and beyond my masquerade of innocence. He knows my truth, and he is using it to his very own advantages. I should be scared, but I am not. He enthrals me. Maybe because my own husband of convenience doesn't feel mine anymore? Perhaps it's because his political life keeps him so busy that he can't fulfil my 'needs'? Perhaps that's why the idea of my stalker gives me a forbidden thrill, like an electric shock to my core. The same stalker who is my personal bodyguard? Even being the brightest star of the glamorous world, I don't feel truly wanted. I want to be touched and desired. My body is craving attention and the only person who seems to understand that is the bodyguard who is meant to protect me, the one who stalks me. He wants to have me in his own twisted ways and the forbidden deed fills me with a weird thrill of what will happen if I sign the offered contract of my complete submission to his malicious intent ? He's no gentleman. I don't know whether to kill him or kiss him. But he knows what he wants, and that's me. The psychopath will stop at nothing to make me his. This all seems to be fun and games until I find out his reality-He who is the devil in disguise. And I am sanguine to one truth, I will serve the revenge. Despite the whirlwind of flowers blooming inside of my heart-I will have his blood adorned on the very same petals.

𝑱𝑨𝑺𝑯𝑵-𝑬-𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑸: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝘼𝙨𝙖𝙙 𝙭 𝙀𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙣 "In these seventeen years, so much has changed - me, you, our relationship. But what hasn't changed is my love for you." ~Asad Khan The cold last year university student who's been in love with her since his childhood. Yearner. Devoted. Observant. "I have loved only one person my entire life, and that one person is you." ~Emaan Ansari The last year high school student. Full of life, kind and loving. She has been in love with her best friend since childhood but could never show her feelings. He moved away for college four years ago and stopped talking to her. She went to his graduation when his own family couldn't bother. Their meet after four years made a big impact on both of their feelings towards each other. He threw her a birthday celebration, gifted her all kinds of things she loved, took her out for shopping and outing and was thinking of confessing to her - but then , she left the country. Without any notice, texts, calls or goodbyes. She left and never contacted him. Did she leave on purpose? Or was she forced? Didn't she love him too?

𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹'𝑺 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 #2 "𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗴𝗮𝘇𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗼." ☆ Maha Suleman is an exceptional young woman whose life story is both tragic and inspiring. Born into a world of adversity, Maha is a doctor by profession and works in a nearby hospital. However, her journey is marked by the untimely demise of her parents, who tragically lost their lives in a murder when Maha was just 10 years old. After the devastating loss of her parents, Maha found refuge in her uncle and aunt's home. But even there, she faced tremendous emotional and psychological pressure. Maha had to endure the harsh realities of living in a household where she experienced mistreatment and torture from her own relatives. ☆ Shahmeer Khan is a prominent and enigmatic figure, known for his dual identity as a successful businessman and a well-known presence in the underworld or mafia world. His name carries weight in both legitimate and clandestine circles, making him a complex and intriguing character. Following the unfortunate demise of his father, Shahmeer took the reins of his family's business empire. With astute business acumen and a strategic mind, he not only maintained but expanded their financial interests, solidifying his reputation as a formidable businessman. Despite his formidable stature, Shahmeer's life is marked by a sense of isolation. He shares an unbreakable bond with his mother and sister, who are the only family he has left. Amidst the wealth, power, and influence that surround him, there is a void in his heart, a longing for a connection with a person who has managed to touch his soul.

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞✮ ⋆˙ The priest instructed him to apply the vermillion. He took a bit in his hand and paused just a few centimeters away from her forehead. He asked her in a slow voice, "Tara, bhar du na?" (Tara, shall I apply it?) "Nahi bharna chahte hain aap?" Tara asked, her eyebrows furrowed. (Don't you want to?) "I don't do divorce. Reh logi bina pyar ke?" he asked softly. (I don't do divorce. Will you stay without love?) "Pyar ke bina toh reh lungi. Lekin Rudra aap, Yuvraj aur Yashvi toh mere sath rahoge na?" Tara asked, smiling. (I can stay without love. But Rudra, will you, Yuvraj, and Yashvi stay with me?) ༻❁༺ As secrets are revealed, tangled destinies begin to unravel, changing relationships for better or worse. The story follows Rudra and Tara's intertwined lives, their healing, and the born-again power of love. [Translations in English are available.]