#2 In India (04/11/24) #1 In India (06/11/24) The Khan family returns. With a new generation stepping into the spotlight, expect more cousins, more chaos, and more drama. Amidst the laughter and tears, romance flourishes, as the younger Khans navigate the complexities of love in today's world. Join them as they show that while times change, the essence of love and family remains timeless. Meet Shahnan Azlan Khan, a man driven by intense passion. Once he falls in love, there are no limits to how far he'll go to claim what he desires. Then there's Kian Huzaifa Khan, a rational thinker who struggles to contain his emotions. He sought a simple life, but a fateful decision on his wedding night sets him on an unexpected path. Finally, there's Ehan Kabir Khan, the calm and composed presence in the family. Always there for others, Ehan's heart faces turmoil when he begins to fall for someone else despite being engaged. While Taabindagi serves as a sequel to Sharar, it stands proudly on its own, making it perfect for both returning and new readers. Step into Khan Haveli and discover a story where love, family, and tradition are intertwined in ways that will captivate you from the very first page. °

Aangan is the compelling prequel to Sharar, centred on the older generation of the Khan family. It explores the lives of the Khan brothers and their sister, each navigating the complexities of love, duty, and family values. Huzaifa Khan, the eldest son, is responsible yet somewhat domineering. Newly married to Rukhsar, an ideal wife who understands and upholds family values, Huzaifa often overlooks Rukhsar's deep love and efforts to please him, seeing them merely as her duties as the eldest daughter-in-law. Azlan Khan, the second brother, is smitten with Rubab from the moment he sees her at her sister's wedding. However, due to a misunderstanding, Rubab views him as a dishonourable person. Shahzain Khan, the third brother, is sent to America for higher studies by their father. There, he meets Khushnuma, and sparks fly between them. However, both are already committed to others by their families. Aangan delves into the value of family and the transformative power of love, illustrating how it can bring out the best and worst in people. It's a story about traditions, misunderstandings, and the deep bonds that shape and define us.

Four brothers. One empire. A love story written in power, passion, and destiny. They lost everything in fire. Now, they will rise from the ashes. The Rajvansh brothers-heirs to an empire, rulers of their worlds-had their lives shattered in one brutal night. Their family was burned. Their legacy stolen. Their past erased. But if their enemies thought they were finished, they had made a grave mistake. The world had turned against them. Now, they would turn the world into their battlefield. Revenge. Power. Blood. The Rajvansh brothers will not stop until their enemies kneel. Until love entered their lives. They were kings, but these women? They were the queens who could bring them to their knees. Between love and revenge, power and passion, devotion and destruction-who will surrender first? A tale of love, destiny, and the fall of mighty kings... in Sajdaa.

Krityvirya Singh Rathore is the king of Jodhpur. He is also a 32-year-old single father. He cannot bear to see even a single tear in his 3-year-old son's eyes. But his son has been crying continuously for the past three days - and the one he's crying for, Krityvirya has now set out to find. "I will find her, even if I have to dig up the earth or tear through the skies," he said, and walked out of Uday Mahal. Phool is a 18 years old girl who was a princess of Chittorgarh Every night, she sees the same terrifying dream. She desperately wants to be free from it. "I don't want to see this dream again! I don't want to see it!" she cried, tears streaming down her face.

🪞 #𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟎𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 She wasn't saved. She was handed over quietly, cruelly, like a secret no one wanted to keep. Nitya was soft. Too soft for a world that carved love out of manipulation and called it care. Raised under a roof where tenderness was twisted and silence was survival, she learned that obedience was the only way to stay invisible. Especially when your own mother becomes the mask behind your undoing. So when Nitya is married off, not for love, not even for tradition, but for control she doesn't protest. She folds. Like she always has. Avayan didn't ask for her. He's all edges and ice unreadable, untouchable, and emotionally void. He only said yes because it was expected of him. But something changes in the stillness. Moments pass. And in between the ones where she's breaking quietly are the ones where someone stays. Not to rescue her. Not to hold her. Just to remain. And somehow, between the words left unsaid and the glances not meant to linger, a slow, aching tenderness begins to rise not loud, not sudden but real. This isn't a story of perfect love. This isn't a story of grand gestures or sudden passion. It's a slow, haunting unraveling - of a girl who was barely even hers, Yet, in a marriage built on duty, can desire turn into something more? Can Nitya find the courage to claim her place beside the man who teases and torments her with a tenderness she never knew she craved? And will Avayan, who never believed in love, realize that she was meant to be his all along? A slow-burning tension, stolen moments, and a love that was never supposed to happen-but refuses to be ignored. A quiet beginning. A burning middle. A love that doesn't save her- but teaches her how to choose herself, and him, at the same time. And the man who unknowingly teaches her how to belong to herself.

Hello, It's a new story of Muslim couple Arshad and Zoya Arrange marriage Zoya utto fajr ka time ho raha hai , Zoya Zoya" she too wake up ." Haan 5 min aap fresh hoke utta dena" she again slept . "Zoya bas karo abb " "Mein bas baat kar Rahi thi aur aap ne ..ne "she was crying "Aacha aacha sorry na baby - wo bas office ka stress tha aur wo tum pe thoda nikal gaya sorry biwi" he said and kissed her cheeks Arshad pulled her into his arms while she was breathing heavily. "Pani chahiye?" He asked to which she nods. are you sore? He asked. "No why will I be? ...u were sooooo gentle with me " she said in sarcastic way. "Ohhh soo can we have another round then?" He asked. And for more details you have to read the story .

A multicouple book. This story is the sequel of the story Ishq. It will blow your mind. 6 Cousin who are more closer than siblings. Their 6 love interest who keep them on their toes. Read this story to smile, laugh, blush and cry. Kabir & Inayat. 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒚𝒂. "Hum nahi aapko chod kar jaa sakte." "Aur aapko lagta hain hum aapko humse dur jane denge?" 🌸 Anvika & Abhishek. 𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒌𝒂. "Main nahi hoon aapke kaabil." "Aur ye tay toh hum karenge na?" 🌸 Vivaan & Ruhi. 𝑹𝒖𝒂𝒂𝒏. "You were forced to marry me." "Yes, but I chose to stay." 🌸 Meher & Dhruv. 𝑴𝒆𝒉𝒓𝒖𝒗. "I can't move forward without you." "I can lend you a hand, but you have to take a step to move forward." 🌸 Rudra & Kashvi. 𝑹𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒂. "You'll always be with me, na?" "Main kahi kho bhi jau na, toh aapko hi dhundta hua aaunga. Kyoki aap hi toh ho mera ghar." 🌸 Ira & Reyansh. 𝑰𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉. "What were you doing with her?" "Her? Aapko kyu samaj nahi aati, mujhe ye zindagi sirf aapke sath bitani hain." 🌸 Try this story. No cheating and no love triangle. Check the trigger warnings. And a guranteed HEA.

Kuch daastan Khan parivar ke..... **Tales of Muslim Cousin Marriage** Let's peep inside to feel lost in their love saga... "Yeh ap kya keh kar rahe hai, jaane de mujhe," He had corner her to the balcony railing. She look down clutching on his t-shirt as he heard her cousin gang rattling voice as they are bickering on something as usual. He pulled her arm a bit making her look at him and soon, "Gal laal ho rahe hai mere, jaane de bhaijaan." She said while lowering her gaze staring at his t-shirt blue button. "Kitni baar kaha hai! Bhaijaan nahi kehna" She shierked by his heavy hoarse tone near her ear. "Woh sab neeche hai, jaane de na mujhe.... Taang na kare.... Woh sab dekh lenge. " She try to free herself but next second she froze feeling his warm touch on her waist. "Tumne mujhe neeche bhi bhaijaan kaha, aur abhi phir se? Dua, ek baat apne dimaag mein dal loo. Ab tum mere nikaah mein ho... Biwi ho meri," Hearing this she sighed shaking her head. "Cousin marriage karange toh yeh side effect toh rehna hi hai... Aur... " Dua was complaining casually but soon her words came to halt as he kissed her near her lips. Note: ON HOLD

"I can't marry you," the words slipped out of her mouth, paining her in the process. "Why?" He questioned, "Feiha, you know how I feel for you and I'm hundred percent sure that you feel the same. Then what is it that's stopping you from marrying me?" Feiha shook her head with an unhappy smile on her face. "You think feelings are enough for this?" "What else do you want then? Loyalty, commitment, respect, you name it and I'll give it to you. Hell, if you're worried about money then be assured that I have enough wealth to support several of our upcoming generations." A desperate tone had taken over his words, piercing Feiha's heart. "Generations," she scoffed. Tears were threatening to roll down her cheeks, making her look up. "What if I tell you that I'll never be able to give you kids? What if I tell you that there's a sixty percent chance of me never being able to conceive? Are you still willing to marry me?" She saw his jaw clench. His chest was heaving. His lips were parted as his brain processed the huge revelation. His eyes, however, never left her. They were fixated on her with an intensity that shook her. He sighed, and then began to walk in her direction. Stopping right in front of her, towering her, he clutched her gaze with his. "Yes," he answered, determination and assurance clear in his voice. "Yes I will marry you " _________________ Ayan, the youngest of the Rahman brothers, is done fooling around and intends to get serious in life. His goal: focus on career and stay away from distractions, especially women. That is, until he finds Feiha. Twenty-two year old Feiha has it all; perfect visuals, strong personality, great academic record, and an amazing family. She, however, struggles to accept herself as worthy of happiness. That is, until she meets Ayan.

Atif Siddiqui, the dutiful man was too young to be married and was definitely too young to lose the said wife amidst labour. In the cruel world where he still has to prove his abilities by pushing his father's business in all parts of the world, he is left with an infant to worry about. Haya Qureshi, the modest, dutiful and pious woman, who happens to be Atif's elder cousin has loved him since he was an infant. Not the way you love your siblings. She had decided to take on an active caregiver role for Atif's newborn and let him conquer the world he so desperately wanted to. Haya, who once lost Atif to circumstances, was unwilling to lose again. She must admit her love for him before he becomes her lost possession again. Dive in this story to read about their daily shenanigans and how Haya stays devoted to her self-proclaimed khuda, her love, in difficult times.