(18+) Ali Ahmed Sheikh is a powerful businessman and simultaneous leader of one of the biggest criminal organizations. No one questions him, and what he wants is undoubtedly his. When the opportunity of defeating his father's greatest rival- Abdul Qadeer comes, he takes a step further and captures Abdul's daughter; Anaya. Ali's world is obstructed when he comes to know of a life that is vacant of felony and hatred- all in the mind of a significant woman. Anaya Abassi Qadeer is a virtuous woman, pursuing a career in educating the youth and following the footsteps of her righteous late mother. Anaya is unknown to the fact that her father is a criminal, but by the time she gets the hint it's too late- and she's caught in the world of sinfulness, and hostility all led by a remarkable man. Please be advised. This book does not romanticize abuse or toxic relationships in any way.

A story where revenge turns into a sinister obsession. Burhan kidnapped Alizeh to take her life to avenge on his dead father. But he couldn't succeed. Every time he attempted to kill her, her scarred breaths and whimpers drew him towards her only for him to end up marrying her but with just one purpose- ruining her completely. *** "For me, for you and for our love," He whispered, giving life to the match stick. The dim glow slightly illuminated the darkened room. The reflection of the fire visible in his green eyes. The smell of alcohol and acid was flooded in the room. She was on the floor, trying to crawl away from him. Her fearful doe eyes flickering between the match stick and his devilish eyes. "Please, no." She uttered in a barely audible voice, shaking her head in negative. She knew he was going to fire up the room. The next second, the burning match was thrown on the floor. The acid quickly picked up the fire as the rise of an inferno began. His tall entourage now completely visible as the fire continued to create light in the darkness. He took small, calculated step towards her only for her to crawl away from him in an utterly panicked state. But before she could go behind further, he reached her, squatted down to her level and threaded his finger in her locks. Jolting her head forward, he stared directly in her eyes. "Alizeh." he pushed aside a strand of hair away from her face, "I want to make love to you," He whispered with a note of finality, and placed his lips on hers as the fire continued to light up the room around them.

Zunairah Qadir never thought a brief fling could turn into a lifelong trap - until Zaraar Alam Baig came back for her. She blocked him from her life. Now, the powerful politician has destroyed every marriage proposal that wasn't his. Her "no" didn't end things - it fed his four years old obsession. And this time, he's not here to win her. He's here to claim her. This is not a love story. It's a battle - between defiance and a man who would burn the world to possess her.

~ completed Haniya Khalid, a young 19 year old who recently moved to Pakistan with her family, only to find the reason of their move was the mafia being after her family for some debt, but after the young lmafia leader sets his eyes on her, he has other plans. Malik Fayez Khan, a young Handsome, hardworking and introverted CEO of Khan enterprise, but also the mafia leader of a secret organizations, the most feared group in the country, who once set eyes on Haniya, all he had thought of changed. What does destiny have planned out for these two young people living in two separate lives? #1 - destiny - 25.12.23

"𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓉. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇." They told me her name would bring influence. That her bloodline would open doors no campaign ever could. That marrying her would tie me to the minister whose word sways cabinets and commands kings. I was twenty-two, hungry and unshaken- A 𝒢𝒽𝒶𝒹𝓏𝒾 by name, born of legacy and cold-blooded business. So I agreed. To the alliance. To the girl. 𝒜𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝒮𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒾𝓈𝒽𝒾. She was fifteen when they marked her as mine. Eighteen when we signed the nikkah. I never saw her-only the tremble of pale fingers, and the quiet grace in her signature beside mine. And then I left. Now, at the brink of becoming the youngest Chief Minister this state has ever seen, they say it's time to complete the picture. Time for her rukhsati. Time to claim the girl I never forgot to remember. She's the granddaughter of a man who could make me king. And somehow, she's also the one thing in this game that feels... undeserved. And now she's waiting. And I don't know if I'm ready. Because what do men like me know of worthiness, when all we've ever known is conquest?

Like every other Muslimah her age, Syeda Anaabiya Ahmed dreamed of a love that would heal her scars-a love that would cherish and protect her. As an orphan, she had spent her life fighting battles no child should face-struggling for survival, for a home, and, most painfully, for the love even her own younger sister denied her. Her last hope rested on marriage-the man destined to be her partner, her guide, the one who would help her grow into a better Muslimah. But that dream shattered the moment she was forced to marry Syed Humza Junaid-a man she loathed, a man as ruthless as the dark empire he ruled, a man who saw love as nothing more than a weakness. Defiant and unyielding, Anaabiya refuses to be another pawn in Humza's world of power and crime. She challenges him at every turn, determined not to bow to his arrogance and cruelty. But just when she thinks she has him figured out, the cracks in his armor begin to show-a man tormented by his demons, a man who, against all odds, might just be capable of love. As their world spirals into chaos, hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Love. Obsession. Destruction. Will Anaabiya tame the monster within him, or will she lose herself in the fire that is Syed Humza Junaid? Join Anaabiya on a journey where love and ruin walk hand in hand-where the heart's deepest desires clash with fate's cruelest twists.

❝Dupatta apne sar par karo,❞ he said in a low voice. Umul blinked. She frowned and looked up at him. ❝Kya?❞. ❝I said, dupatta apne sar par lo,❞ he repeated, this time with a little more stern edge to his tone. She looked at him, stunned... Who the hell does he think he is? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ She is 22... quiet, overlooked, and forgotten by her own family. She lives like an invisible person in her own house, someone who just simply exists but is never truly noticed. He is 29... hardened by the world that has shown him its darkest sides. Pain and loss have turned his heart to stone. When they are forced into marriage neither of them wants, will they find solace in each other, heal each other... or will their pasts tear them apart? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including suicidal thoughts, Implied/referenced suicide, graphic violence, vulgar language, and other mature content. Copyright ©2025 by Batool

" I do!!" She said in shaky tone. It was still unbelievable for her that her dad made her deal with a Mafia king just for some pennys. She could see the smirk of her ownership in his eyes and a golden cage in which she will have to spend her rest of life. _______________ "Let's see how will you wear all these shameless clothes in my house!!" He said throwing glowing match stick on a pile of clothes in front of him. She was looking at him with wide eyes. "Hey..Stop!!!" She tried to stop him but he yanked her away making her fall on ground. "Remember that I am not your fucking Hassan who will bear all your these shitty tantrums!! This is my house and here follows the rules I, Ibtihaj Ibrahim Usmani makes!!!" He said clenching her jaw. ______________ She was an innocent soul. He kills mercilessly. She was an independent bird. He used to cage birds. He hates her dressing. She hates everything about him. Both were loathing each other's existence not knowing that Allah has bounded them the day they were born till the day of judgement. A story of a girl who never gave a damn about religion. Fashion was her life but there came a point in her life when she wanted to change but the thought disturbed her was that will Allah forgive her?? A story of a man who never thought about a single girl. His work, his gang, his people were all he cared about. They say love can change anyone and anything!! let's see how love changes shameless dressing of Anfal and beasty nature of Ibtihaj. Let's see how they become from "Anfal" and "Ibtihaj" to "Anfal's Ibtihaj". Will Anfal's quest of making Ibtihaj "Anfal's Ibtihaj" be completed?? An enthralling and heart quenching tail of a Mafia man and a normal girl. If you are depressed and thinks that you are worthless and you are big sinner that Allah will never love you ever and forgive you... then!! My beautiful and precious gem!! this story is for you!!❤ Alteast give it a try!! 😊 ~Thank you

HANEEN NISA~♡ is your proper chaotic youngest child ,clumsy & stubborn. She dreams of focusing on her career before surrendering to expectations. Love was never part of her plan, until fate tied her to someone she wasn't ready for. ABDAR HAIDER~♡ never planned to fall in love at all. He had learned long ago how to wait, how to hold things back, how to love quietly. But somewhere along the way, love found him in a form he wasn't prepared for and now every look at her feels like something he has wanted for far too long. Two people were tied together before love found its way in. What began as an arranged promise turned into a bond neither of them knew how to escape- full of longing, misunderstandings, and moments that lingered longer than they should have. Na ishq ki ibtida thi, na anjaam ka ilm- bas ek raabta tha jo khud ban gaya.