In the blaze of revenge, in the fire of hate, a poetry is born that changes the verses of his life. Once ladened with darkness of lies, the light of truth illuminates his being but to his misfortune, it happens too late. So late that she has already been punished in the name of revenge. But is it truly a punishment or just a play of destiny to bring two lovers together? A battle started between two fathers but fought between their children. A story of revenge that takes an abrupt turn when love begins to blossom, but the truth still remains buried. And until this fog of lie lingers between them, their love will remain lost in the mist. When she doesn't know herself the reason of this revenge, how will she bring him out of the haze of misconception? When he is ardent to seek revenge, how will love simmer him down? A lie, a truth, a pain, a sorrow, a loss, a win, a blessing, a sin. A story of misunderstood revenge and a painful love, Dhundle Rang: The Haze of Love. When times tests you, then hold onto the poem of life because what conquers it all is love in the end.

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.]

Book 1 ── .✦ Eshal stood up slowly, her fingers brushing the edge of the table, and Zavian's heart clenched as he watched her. Her eyes were glossy with unshed tears. She didn't look at him-couldn't look at him. "Mujhe chalna chahiye," she said quietly. Zavian shot up from his seat. He reached out, his hand trembling as he grabbed her wrist. "Nhi, Eshal. Yeh yun khatam nhi ho sakta. Aise nahi..." His voice cracked. Eshal stiffened as she stared at the place where his hand held her. She tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, and for a brief moment, their eyes locked. She wanted to stay so badly, to throw herself into his arms. But she couldn't. "Yeh khatam ho chuka hai, Zavian," she whispered, her voice breaking as she forced the words out. Zavian's chest tightened painfully at her words. His breath hitched, and before he could stop himself, he was sinking to his knees, still holding onto her wrist. "Nahi, Eshal. Aapke bina meri zindagi ka koi wajood nahi." Tears blurred his vision as he looked up at her. Eshal's own tears fell as she looked down at him-her hand trembling in his. She wanted to hold him, to tell him that she loved him, but the words wouldn't come. Her hand shook as she placed it over his, her fingers gently prying his grip away from her wrist. Zavian looked up at her, his face filled with agony, as if her touch had shattered something deep inside him. He didn't want to let go. "Eshal, aapko khuda ka waasta hai..." he whispered again, his voice desperate. Eshal closed her eyes, her heart breaking and in one gentle motion, she let go of his hand as she took a step back. Zavian's eyes widened, his breath came in ragged gasps as he watched her, his heart shattering into a million pieces. But Eshal didn't turn back. She walked away, leaving Zavian kneeling there, broken and crying, his tears falling like rain, soaking the last remnants of their love.

Amarbail

NALINI - I believe in Love but I don't believe in sacrificing myself for it's sake. My marriage is a promise, a duty I have to fulfil as my Father's last wish. If he wants more, he must voice it out. But I love one thing, that is getting on his nerves. It's entertaining to watch when he wants me but never admits. KABIR - I have experienced Love, got my heart broken but I have seen my parent's Marriage work and I am sure mine would too. Well it would someday but only if my wife, hands me over the Divorce papers. I hate her guts and I hate to be in this Marriage's mess. I hate that she gets on my nerves from day one. I hate that she makes me want to pin her against the wall and strangle her as I... Nevermind, it's useless, this Royal arrangement.

Zalaan Alamgir & Eyila Sarfaraz Eyila was alone she always had been alone but one day her fate decided to bump her into someone who could hold her hand and make her believe she was not alone anymore but that was not everything that was waiting for her... __________ "Yeh tumhari bhi majboori hai aur meri bhi" "Jaanti hoon is liye nibha rahi hoon" Woh nazre jhukae bethi rahi woh use dekhta raha. "Agar koi aur option hoti to use choose kar leti?" "Option humesha hoti hai insaan ke paas" _____ Tropes: marriage of convenience, single mother, mafia, mystery, "touch her and you're dead", insecure fml and mml that loves everything about her.

Book one of the Hussain-Zaidi Saga ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ Despite growing up with a deep affection for him and hoping for a happy future, she failed to realize that love must be reciprocated to create a forever together. Having been raised in a wealthy and privileged family, she was accustomed to having every material comfort. However, by the time she understood that no amount of money could win her love, it was too late. Who should be held accountable for her heartbreak - him, herself, or perhaps destiny? Join her on a journey of love, passion, heartbreak, and separation, and witness how she navigates through life's obstacles. ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ COMPLETED

Fasaana | फसाना | فسانا :a tale; a romance; a fiction Zoya had spent her entire life adhering to societal and parental rules, feeling trapped like a bird in a cage. But what happens when she decides to shatter those restrictions and soar freely? Although romance is intertwined in her journey, this is not simply a tale of love. Zoya is not a damsel in distress saved by a prince charming. Instead, she confronts her circumstances and overcomes them on her own terms. This is a story about a strong-willed woman who valued herself enough to pursue a better life. And along the way, she discovered him. This is her Fasaana. ______________________ COMPLETED

Hartaj was standing on the terrace with his hands fisted. It was cold , but he couldn't care about it. The fire in him wasn't letting him see anything else. "Son, go to your room. It's already late ,she must be waiting for you " his mom requested. "I can't care less about what she wants!! I have married her just because of dad. But I can't forget who she is!!!!!" he said barely containing his anger. "Don't forget that she is also your wife now. Don't think about her only as the sister of your enemy "she said softly trying to make him understand. "No! she wont ever be my wife "he said with finality and went downstairs. His mom sighed in despair. She knew the impulsiveness of her son.She didn't want him to do anything he would regret later. Hartaj had married for the peace between the families ,she wanted it to work. She prayed for her son's happiness in this relationship . __________ This story is about 3 brothers, their fate and their love. If you want to know more, join the journey❤️

The Alif Series #2 IZTIRAAR- اِضْطِرار Noun, Masculine helplessness, irritation, agitation, restlessness, uneasiness, eagerness Just you and the world. Just you, are the world. The story of Mehtaab and Masoud. How their life is not a smooth sail despite having a peaceful start. How they fight to be with each other despite all odds. How they find love in their faith. The restlessness of their love. IZTIRAAR- اِضْطِرار sequel to IBTIDAA.