A modern African woman ,an ex-soldier, a fearless commander, and now a bold CEO ,finds herself mysteriously transported into a world ruled by emperors and tradition. With her rich ebony skin glowing like gold under lantern light, her honey-brown eyes sharp with defiance, and her sculpted braids crowned in jewels, she stands out in a place that has never seen someone like her. She is confident, stubborn, outspoken ,and impossible to control. The Emperor, cold and commanding, already has an Empress ,his childhood love turned distant queen, who now rules the harem with quiet authority and hidden pain. But when this strange, powerful woman enters his palace as nothing more than a passing concubine, everything begins to change. She does not bow easily. She does not fear him. And she refuses to be just another woman in his court. What begins as curiosity soon turns into something deeper something dangerous. In a palace filled with secrets, jealousy, and shifting loyalties, one woman from another world may rewrite fate itself... and claim a throne no one ever imagined she could touch. 👑✨ Original story My second complete story, Don't copy without my permission. love you my readers 💕 don't forget to read my other books #18+ #empress #concubine #emparor #african girl #palace #harem #martialart

Pakistani Story Nawal Farooq is a timid village girl who loved her simple life in the fields. When she is forced to marry Yusuf Malik, she has no choice but to make this marriage work so she, patiently, waits for her husband to accept her as his wife despite how much her heart breaks from his indifference towards her.

In which a Nawab is torn between love and enmity, and the daughter of his enemy-swept in a web of deceit amidst a blood feud-is trapped by his desire for revenge and lured by his grey eyes. ❝ You have two options: be killed as retribution or be tied to me forever. ❞ A blood feud. Two souls. Intertwined fates. Two families engulfed in darkness, money and greed. A quest for power can lead to ruination. To fall in love is to be led astray. Mehrzads were one of the most influential family in the country, and in Dashkor, they were royals. When the sister of the Mehrzad Nawab is attacked by a Bakhtiar, one of their rivals, all hell breaks loose. The Nawab of Dashkor, Faris Mehrzad Shah, seeking vengeance, is prepared to cross any limits. Ghazal Bakhtiar has led a quiet, some would argue, sheltered life. Having a younger brother destined to follow the path of her father, and being the younger, second daughter, she lives in the world of her own ambitions, away from political intrigues and family drama. While her father tries to build an empire, she wants to escape away from her family and chase her own dreams. But for her family, she is too pure, too naive for the cruel world. She has always believed her parents are wrong, and longed for freedom, until one fateful day changes it all. Caught in the crossfire, she soon finds out just how cruel the world can be when she lands in the arms of cruelty personified, that is, the notorious Nawab himself. Will the strings that have bonded them together be colored with more blood or love?

After a train wreck of a marriage, Duaah Malik sees love as non existent and marriage as nothing but an unnecessary proposition. Choosing to stay strong for her twins Zayn and Zaara, Duaah decides to live the rest of her life for them, alone. That is until a sudden turn of events, and an encounter with an utterly annoying man changes the whole course of her plan. Hamza Khan has never believed in the stupidity that is love at first sight. Not when he sees Duaah for the first time, not when she speaks to him, and definitely not when he stands up to offer to marry her when everyone else goes against her. It's just his kind nature, obviously.

Two best friends. One buried love. One disastrous wedding. Forced into a nikkah born of pride and silence, Maryam and Rohail become husband and wife without ever confessing the feelings that ruined them. When Rohail leaves for LA, Maryam follows-quietly, bravely-only to sit in his classroom as his student, his wife, his unfinished past. Between resentment, proximity, and a love that refuses to stay buried, Qurb-e-Rang is a dark, slow-burn romance where closeness hurts more than distance-and every color of love bleeds.

When Pakistan's most beloved beauty influencer crosses paths with the nation's quietest rockstar, one stuck dupatta becomes the beginning of a love story the whole country watches unravel. Fame makes them shine. Silence makes them soulmates. But in a world that devours rumors faster than truth, Hamna Rehman and Raaheel Taimoor must learn whether two lonely hearts can find peace in each other-or if the spotlight will burn their melody before it ever becomes a song. ・゜゜・． Arshiya Ahmed - sharp-tongued fashion reporter and proud man-hater - joins her best friend Hamna on a mountain photoshoot with Saaz, expecting nothing but drama and cold weather. Instead, she collides with Zaroon Malik - the band's flirty, perfectionist keyboardist who finds her attitude irresistible. Their banter turns into lingering glances, late-night stargazing, and cracks in Arshiya's carefully built walls. She swears she doesn't do romance; he swears he can read the melody under all her ice. In the mountains, one question hangs in the air: Will Arshiya stick to her rules - or let Zaroon break through?

Qurb-e-Khaab He was just a man in her dreams-until he became the one she couldn't escape. Amiha has always seen him. In the shadows of her sleep. In the in-between moments of night. A stranger with a crooked smile, dark eyes, and a voice that felt like velvet across her skin. Every dream a little closer. A little darker. A little harder to forget. And then he arrives. Zoraiz Farhad. Her father's cousin's son. LA police officer. Brooding, quiet, cold to the world. Not at all like the man in her head. But there's something in the curve of his jaw, the black shirt he wears, the way he looks at her when no one's watching-it's him. It has to be. Except he doesn't remember her. And that makes everything worse. Because what began in dreams is beginning to bleed into reality. And reality with Zoraiz? It's rougher. Riskier. Filled with control, and tension, and a hunger he hides behind his silence. He's the kind of man who says nothing- but commands everything. He has rules. She breaks them. He's obsessed with discipline. She's chaos wrapped in silk. And somewhere between whispered names and stolen moments in the dark, she realizes... Zoraiz doesn't need to dream to be dangerous. He needs only to want.

Qurb-e-Khamoshi (Book 2 in the Qurb Series) Closeness in Silence Saadi × Arij Arij is a storm-lively, reckless, impossible to ignore. She laughs like she owns the world, loves like it's a treasure she refuses to hide. Saadi, on the other hand, has been forced to grow up too soon. Childhood stolen by responsibilities, a life shaped by fear and duty, he learned early that emotions are dangerous-and love, even more so. He's guarded every feeling, buried every desire, afraid that letting anyone in will break him and that person further. Then Arij arrives, whirlwind and chaos, demanding more than he knows how to give. She challenges him, teases him, draws him close... and he recoils, rejecting the love he secretly longs for. He can't-he won't-give her the perfect life she deserves. And just when he thinks he can watch her from afar, a proposal lands in her lap. Someone else. And now the silence between them isn't peaceful-it's screaming. Promises made in fear. Heartbeats unspoken. And a closeness that doesn't need words... but might just demand everything.

| Completed | "I've never been more certain of anything in my life, Kitten. You...were made for me." Elijah Wright, the Duke of Kent, grew up learning all about duty, responsibility, and honor. When his father died, it was time for him to step up and finally uphold the family title. First thing his mother wanted was simple: an arranged marriage. As the Christmas wedding was approaching, he got more uncomfortable with marrying Lady Elizabeth Coleman, who was a complete stranger to him. With the help of his best friend, Will, Elijah flees his home, hoping to temporarily escape his forced reality. Even though he plans on following through with the wedding, everything is called into question when he rescues a fiery redhead from highwaymen. Katherine Bennet spent her days journaling and dreaming about getting out of her small-town home. When an opportunity came knocking for her to get a maid's position for the Duke of Kent, she accepted it in a heartbeat. Renting a mail coach, she set off to the Kent Estate, ready to start this new chapter in her life. A chapter, unfortunately, that was interrupted by highwaymen attempting to rob her. That was until a stranger on a horse came to her rescue, only to end up badly injured in the process. With the impending snowstorm on the horizon, Katherine and Elijah must seek shelter in an abandoned cabin. As these two strangers get to know each other, will they be able to resist the strong connection they feel for each other? When the snowstorm finally ends, Elijah has a choice to make: Was he going to follow his heart? Or uphold the family honor? *Ranked #1 in Forbidden Romance 4/3/2020 *2nd Place Short Story Winner in the Shadow City Awards! *Featured as one of the top 12 Christmas recommendations on @ThePeacockShow! *Ranked #6 in Christmas Romance *Ranked #11 in Forbidden Romance Amazing cover done by @Amelierhys

"Who did you say she is?" Osman demanded from the man. The prisoner was shaking and pleading for his life but did not say anything as he got aware of the terrible blunder he had made. "Answer me or I will end your miserable life right here right now" waves of anger was visible in Osman's eyes. He raised his sword intending to cut the man's throat. "Stop" Arta shouted. Osman slightly turned his head to Arta's direction while his sword was still high above his head ready to strike. Arta's heart was beating so fast, she was frightened but at the same time, she couldn't see this monster kill one of her people and do nothing. "I am Shahzadeh Arta. The only daughter of King Darian." Arta confessed. Her voice was louder than normal and a bit shaky. Osman chuckled coldly. A devilish smile appeared on his face. In the blink of an eye, he cut the man's throat. Everyone was silent only a faint hysteric cry of a woman from the cage could be heard. Arta's body was numb. She was just gazing at the man's lifeless body with teary eyes. Osman turned back and after cleaning the blood on his sword with the prisoner's clothes he lowered his head and whispered into Arta's ear, "you are just a slave now".