A journey of Two people who were broken. Ahil Raza & Hoorain Ahmad Kabhi kabhi humara guzra hua kal humare ane wale kal ko bhi khaa jata he. Hume khul kar urne se rok deta he. Kya kisi shakhs ka saath aap ko aapke guzre hue kal se azaad kar sakta he? _________ "Chalo yaha se" "Nahi jaana mujhe." "Hoorain main tumhe akhri dafa keh raha hoon" "Aap ne jo karna he kar le MAIN NAHI UTHU GI" "As you wish!" Aur use pata nahi chala tha kab use un mazboot bazuon ne utha liya tha.

NOOR SHEIKH "He always loved her and he still love her, I was never his priority" MUHAMMAD DAIYAN MALIK "You are nothing but a replacement of my first wife. I can give you respect, but don't expect love and care from me, this is the thing I can't give you." Their soul crashed together. They were destined to be together, he never wanted to be with her but later she became someone, he can't live without. They both were opposite to eachother, one was ice and the other was fire. He had decided to not to give his heart to anyone because his heart was owned by someone else. But fate has decided something else .Fate brought them together and they ended up being each other's everything.

A writer by passion and a university student, she was everything men wanted in their women but not every family was filled with bustling happiness and after her parents' marriage came to a tragic end, she couldn't bring herself to the thought of loving and marrying someone in the future. Her fear only deepened when her father married for the second time- love wasn't deep and permanent- was all she thought until she met him. He was the son of a politician and a renowned businessman. Everyone in the business and political world worshipped him for what he had and who he was. He had everything but hailing a family like that, he was fated to not have a childhood, dream, passion and perhaps love. He was fated to live for the company. What's life if he didn't get to live it for himself? They then meet, eyes lower and eyes speak. And when eyes speak, souls fall in love. Meet Zaviyar and Maheen.

A forced marriage. A silent war. A game of distance neither can afford to lose. For a year, Areeba Asfand kept her husband at arm's length- strict rules, cold silences, and separate lives. Rayyan Ahsan let her pretend their marriage was nothing but a contract. Until now. With his parents coming to stay for three months, the illusion shatters. No more distance. No more silence. Now, they must pretend. But the more they fake it, the more blurred the lines become. Because the real danger isn't their families finding out the truth. It's them realizing they don't want to be strangers anymore. ✨ A slow-burn, forced proximity, marriage-of-convenience story filled with tension, longing, and an undeniable pull neither of them can ignore. ✨

Ayeleen was a passionate doctor, who achieved her dream after many struggles. She was committed to a man whom she loved for seven years, and he loved her too. They wanted to marry each other with their parents permission after they both will get settled and build their carrier. It was the time when she wanted to tell her parents about him and they both could start a new life, but a nightmare changed her life completely and she was forced to marry a man whom she never even knew. This man named Umer was a well settled business man in the city of Dubai, who went to meet his parents in Pakistan. He was a playboy, and always had what he wanted, but was ill mannered and had ill tempered behavior. He got sick during his stay and went to hospital where he met Ayeleen as his doctor. And his lust told him to rip her apart. He forcefully married her, and took her to Dubai. He abused her, assaulted her in every way he wanted. Whenever she protested, tried to stand against him, he ruined her. But she remained faithful and obedient to him until.... she became pregnant, and wanted to bear the child. He asked to abort it. She made a decision, and for the sake of her baby she ran to Pakistan. Running for her baby's life, she knew that he will catch her soon and will kill her. but fate wanted something else. And she started a new life in the city of Islamabad alone, while he was on run to find her. Years passed and he found her but what he saw blew his senses.......

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☀︎︎𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈☀︎︎ #3 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 #4 𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒖 #4 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊 #12 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂 #20 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏 "Leave my hand, it's hurting."Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to get rid off of his deadly grip on her wrist. "Why? When he holds your hand you don't tell him to back off, Huh?" Tightening his grip on her, Murad seethed. The pain which he was causing her was intolerable, tears fell down from those hazel orbs on her pale cheeks as she wished for a certain pair of sea blue eyes to come and save her from this tormentor. "He is my husband! He has every right on me as I have on him." Hazaan yelled at him as anger started welling up in her body, slowly replacing the fear. "Oh, Accha. Now, he is your husband then who am I to you? Did you forget what we had.." the words got strangled in his throat and a loud noise took place in the room making a pin drop silence which shocked the daylights of Murad as he never expected the timid, extrovert and bubbly girl to strike him hard, across the face. "You were a mistake and you'll always be one! I was so blind in your trap which you called 'love' to not see a cold blooded brute." Hazaan gritted out the words not knowing what the outcome of her honesty would cost her. Fury and rage was all he felt towards her. He jerked off his grip on her and pushed Hazaan to the wall harshly, making her yelp as her head started throbbing in pain. Murad wrapped his fingers on her throat and pressed his fingers more firmly which caused her to squirm in his hold for the oxygen. His next words were not for which Hazaan was prepared for. "You are mine Hazaan! YOU.ARE.MINE. If I can't have you then no one can..." were the last words heard by her before everything went black.

"I thought I told you to stop telling me what to do." I whispered meekly. "I thought I told you that I wanted you here, with me. I want your happiness. Not your anger." His lips touched my ear when he spoke; I was shaking. "You never said you wanted that." "But that is what I meant." "I don't live in your head, Adam. I can't just figure out what you want." "But you do." The hand that had been on the edge of the skin trailed up the side of my waist and then back down. "I can't fucking focus on anything else. Even now there's only thoughts of you in here. I'm wondering if you'd taste as sweet as you smell." /// When Shireen Naseer stumbles upon a sight not meant for her eyes, the young fashion designer is roped into a mess bigger than she's ever created. Suddenly, she's married to a brooding soldier and living in his home as she awaits the dangers of the outside world to pass. But Adam Zaman is not just an average soldier. He laughs at her stupid jokes, tries to keep her happy, listens when she rants, and is so very patient with her. She's falling hard and fast, but he will not step over the line. Protecting her and her honor is his responsibility, so how can he tarnish it? /// Bro, this belongs to me. Don't post it anywhere else.

"Zayan, you don't believe that is true, right? You know I am not that type of girl. That- It's not me in that video, Zayan, you believe me, right?" She asked, desperate as she held onto his warm hands, looking deep into his brown cold eyes. "How can I not, Maham? It's your face, your voice, you- your body" He spoke before closing his eyes painfully and saying quietly so only she heard Tears gathered in her eyes as she realized that the man she believed to be intelligent was fooled as well. He didn't believe her. Her husband, her companion, the father of her child didn't believe her. "Your time is over here. Get out." Shahnaz said, walking towards them and snatching Maham's hand away from Zayan's. ━━━━━━━ Peace. All Maham could ask for in her prayers was peace. 𝑆𝑢𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑛. She begged, prayed, and cried for peace in her eyes. She felt as if she would die if she suffered more of her relative's abuse. She finally got her well-deserved peace. But at what cost?

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❤️