"She grew up with chaos all around, so the only desire she had was peace," Marriage was not necessarily in her plans, but life doesn't always go as per your plans. She had other plans, but God had already written something for her, and as the Quran states " they planned but Allah also planned, and Allah is the best of planners"(8:30). she hopes for true love, but will she ever find true love in this fake-materialistic world?? -------------------------------------------------- "I yearn for a home that isn't just a house, but a feeling I can hold onto" He avoids women, doesn't give them any attention, He's waiting for the right woman, who'll capture his heart, the one who's been written in his destiny. Quran (93:5) "And your lord will give you so much so that you will be satisfied". will he find the woman written for him? Will his patience be worth the wait? ---------------------------------------------------------------- Will fate orchestrate a meet between the two souls? How will their hearts intertwine? will she recognize the depth of his character? will he be captivated by her, is she the woman he's been waiting for? . . A story of Trust, Love and the healing of hearts. A standalone book.

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-1 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy ᴀᴀʀɪᴢ ᴋʜᴀɴ x ꜱᴀɪʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴ ~ The moment they reached the Khan Mansion, Aariz didn't even bother to hit the brakes properly. He drove the car straight into the garden, the tires ripping through the green, people scattering and screaming in horror as the car hurtled straight toward the wedding aisle like a raging bull. Inside, Qazi Sahib had been waiting patiently for over thirty minutes. Saira hadn't uttered a single word, her lips sealed, her eyes on the door, silently praying for someone who never came... Until now. The sound of the engine roared into the wedding hall, and she saw him-her Aariz. A slow, stunned smile tugged at her lips. Everyone stood up. The wedding came to a halt. Aariz slammed the car door open and walked out with thunder in his steps. His black shirt's top three buttons open, hair disheveled-eyes glowing like hellfire. In his right hand, a gun, straight and deadly, pointed at Rehan. "STOP THIS WEDDING..." he growled, his voice deeper than death itself, "...or I will turn this hall into blood bath" A gasp erupted across the crowd. Without another second wasted, Aariz pressed the trigger. The bullet tore through the air. But at the last second, Ayaaz pushed his arm upward and the shot went flying into the air. People screamed and ducked. Chaos. "Aariz! Control, dammit!" Ayaaz shouted, voice shaking. Aariz's face snapped toward him, madness swimming in his bloodshot eyes. "How do you expect me to CONTROL MYSELF when this ba**ard dares to marry MY WIFE?!" Saira's eyes widened. My wife? But... hadn't he signed the papers?