𝑫𝒓. 𝒁𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑨𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑰𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑷𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑫𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚❤️‍🔥 ✿𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙎✿ ᯓᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᯓʜᴏsᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ᯓᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᯓɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ × ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ ᯓᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᯓᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ × ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᡣ𐭩 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 ᡣ𐭩 "I hate you!" "You mean love" "No way. I meant what I said. I hate you" "So you hate me?" "Absolutely!" "No problem! I hate you too"

''Marriage isn't easy especially when it's arranged and you hardly know the guy.'' 23-year-old Zara, a modest and virtuous Muslimah, has finally accepted a marriage proposal and is ready to share her life and love with her husband. But what happens when he is broody, stiff and ignores her most of the time? Is it possible to make her own husband fall in love with her or will Zara become a victim of unrequited love? #WATTYSWINNER2014

A collection of short stories. Explore the world of Pakistani novellas✨ 1. Love Lessons by Professor ✓ 2. Bitter Sweet Love ✓ 3. Silent Tears ✓ 4. The Dazzling Beauty ✓ 5. The Entangled Love ✓

An arranged marriage between two contrasting yet similar people. Will it work? Urwa Shah A nineteen year old girl filled with dreams. A strict father and a selfish mother provided her everything but love. Her life revolved around traditions and belief until she was used as scapegoat to make peace between two clans. An arranged marriage and entering into a enemies den where her every step would be inspected will not be easy she knew that but she knew how to pretend very well. Shahzaib Sikandar A twenty six year old responsible and hotheaded head of his clan. A man who values traditions and his deen fulfils them at any cost or that's what he thinks. A proud son and a leader. What could go wrong? An arrange marriage between him and enemies' daughter. Marriage was never in his plan. What will happen when a nineteen year old would make him feel threatened? His traditions and idea of deen crumbling into pieces. Telling him the difference between culture ,tradition and islam. A chaotic start to their marriage was not something he ever looked forward for but the girl infront of him proved him wrong. In this web of lies and hatred Urwa turned into his obsession, his junoon and for god sake he is never going to let her escape. © All rights reserved

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 #𝟏 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐥 𝐄𝐫𝐳𝐚𝐧 is loud, chaotic-chatterbox who runs towards chaos. She finds herself tangled into problems with every step she takes, she loves getting herself into problems. Her type? Bad boys who would go against the world for her but little does she know that she would probably have someone who'd burn that world for her? She falls in love with a certain grey 'edible' rock at the first sight and she doesn't want a way out. She's so delusional that her cousins fear she might get into a problem but under all that sunshine character, she's hiding something. A deep dark secret. A secret that could wreck lives. A secret that would take her from herself. •••••• 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐚𝐳𝐚, the hot captain, is a calm and composed guy who walks away from chaos or just chaos chooses to run away from him because he bores it. He knows how to untangle his problem but a certain pink storm ties his knots with the problem so tight that he forgets what his aim was. His ambitions. Something he always lived for. His type? He doesn't have one. You never know if he's happy or sad because the thing is he lost it along with the person who was dearest to him. Now, he doesn't believe in the word 'dearest'. ••••••• Saim knows what Hazel hides from him or maybe he's going to find it out soon but that's going to hurt both of them because it's the type of secret that will 'wreck lives'. Destiny gives their life the most unpredictable turn, which takes away his calm and her chaos. The loss she can never compensate and the one he can never forgive her for. She lost. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵. ★★★★★ 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗛𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗲𝗱.

"Isn't it beautiful? Two people who didn't even Know each other once, Now pray for each other's happiness Even before their own." ....... "What did you say?" Ayaan growls with his dangerously low voice scaring the shit out of the poor girl whose heart is trembling in fear but also excitement at the thought of annoying her husband. "You heard it but still if you want to hear it again then I repeat" she holds her pyjamas up "You are a jerk!! A freaking jerk!!" She yells and quickly takes a u-turn to run for her dear life while holding her pyjamas up so she does not trip and fall as she is laughing out loudly feeling amused and happy after annoying his arrogant yet sweet Husband who is shooting dagger through her soul but he couldn't hide the fact that his heart is smiling looking at his wife who is being all scared yet is a brat. @the_vampgal Thanks for the lovely cover.

#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?

Dark Romance! "Forgive me, father. For I'm going to abduct this little sinner." The holy father watched stunned as the tall guy yanked the girl out of the confession box and stomped out of there. ~~~ Innessa Laskin is a good girl by all means. She's kind, innocent, and goes to church. Love her parents and sister. She studies hard and aims to be a successful psychologist one day. She is a simple and ordinary girl from a small town who got a scholarship to the top Grand Elite academy. Issac Knight is a mysterious man. The handsome man with cognac brown eyes would soon turn her life upside down. He's mean. Wicked. A deadly underground boxer. What will happen when he accidentally helps her one night? The guy she thought was nice turned out to be far more dangerous. Issac never does anything for free. He'll exploit her, corrupt her in ways she could never imagine. He always does what he wants. Issac isn't the knight she thought he was. He's the sinner her mom used to warn her about. The naive Innessa would be shoved into the world of sinful pleasures.

╰┈➤✮ 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑣 × 𝑇𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑘𝑎 ❝𝑯𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝑻𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ How does it feel to get married with the one you love? Feels like heaven right? But what if your loved one doesn't even take you as a wife? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "We are couples for the world but in reality we are nothing. I can never take you as my wife." Tears started coming in my eyes but I blinked the tears and whisper a "sure" and rushed to the washroom. I don't want him to see me crying. God why me? This is not how I thought my first night will go • • • • - - - - • • • • Will she be able to make him fall for her? Will he ever love her? What if she won't fit in the royal standards? Watch the book to get the answers to all the questions.