VILLAIN'S AFSAANA BOOK3 He killed a man that night. And she saw it happen. Not on the news. Not in the headlines. With her own eyes. Barefoot in the alley behind the minister's house. Heart pounding. Breath stolen. And then - their eyes met. She should've run. He should've silenced her. But neither did. Because Zafar Chaudhary didn't fall in love like normal men. The moment Hurain saw the devil in him, he decided she'd never see anything - or anyone -other than him again. She became his weakness. His obsession. The only softness he didn't know how to destroy. But Hurain? She wasn't some naive girl waiting to be loved. She saw what he was - a monster in silk, a storm in control. And she hated him for it. Feared him. And yet... she could never fully turn away. Because sometimes, when the devil watches you like you belong to him... a part of you starts to wonder if maybe you do. This isn't a love story. It's a war. Between hate and hunger. Between a man who doesn't understand the word "no" - and a girl who refuses to say yes.

VILLAIN'S AFSAANA BOOK2 It began with a kiss. Not a romantic one. Not soft or planned. It happened in the dark - between a loaded gun and a murder that was never supposed to be happened. She was Eighteen. He was a shadow in her hallway. That kiss wasn't love. But it ruined him. And it marked her. AJ had come to kill. To burn the world that had once taken everything for him. But she stopped him - not with a weapon, not with fear... just with one terrified, trembling kiss. Since that night, he's been obsessed. Not in the way people write about love - but in the way nightmares follow you long after the morning comes. She became his fixation. His sickness. His hasrat. And Sara? She was never the girl who asked for his attention. She never wanted to be seen by him - not like that. But AJ sees her everywhere. Her blue eyes. Her silence. Her fear. To him, it's devotion. To her, it's a cage. This isn't a story about love. It's about possession. About what happens when a girl becomes the obsession of a man who doesn't understand boundaries. A man who calls madness loyalty. And a girl who keeps running... even though some part of her wonders what would happen if she stopped.

RUINED TRILOGY book-2-Ruined you Limited Chapters- 10 "She was meant to be under my protection... not buried in my heart. Too young, too innocent-everything I should have stayed away from. But from the moment I saw her, I was already hers. This isn't just a love story. It's the line between right and forbidden... and I crossed it." Beneath His Shadow An age-gap romance that blurs the lines between duty and desire.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘖𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺.🤍

𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗴𝗲🖤

ℛ𝒶𝒷𝓉𝒶 🩷 (𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧) 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧 × 𝐒𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐲 They grew up in the same laughter. Same rooftops. Same family dinners. Same stolen glances across crowded rooms. He was her safest place. She was his quiet comfort. Everyone said it was just childhood attachment. Just cousins. Just habit. But some habits feel like destiny. As they grew older, the world began giving their bond new names - some acceptable, some forbidden. They ignored it. Because what they had was simple. Pure. Unspoken. ⸻ ‎ہم نے کبھی اظہار نہیں کیا... ‎شاید اسی لیے رابطہ اتنا گہرا تھا۔ We never confessed... maybe that's why the connection was so deep. ⸻ Between love and denial, between family and fate, between what is felt and what is chosen - there exists a rabta. And some connections are stronger than the names we give them. ⸻ ‎رابطہ وہ ہوتا ہے جو لفظوں کا محتاج نہیں ہوتا۔ A true connection doesn't depend on words. ---- Peep in to know more about the story!!!! 💓💓

He promised her father he will take care of her if anything happens to him. Now it was time to fill that promise but what he didn't expect was that little girl who use to follow him everywhere has grown into beautiful and mannered woman. He let his selfish desires take over and married her. Make her his. When he already was betrothed to someone else

𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝐻𝐼𝑆-𝐵𝐸𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝐵𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑇𝐻, 𝐵𝐸𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝑁𝐴𝑀𝐸...𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝐷𝐸𝑆𝐼𝑅𝐸 𝑂𝐿𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑁 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝑆𝑂𝑈𝐿⛓️

This is not a redemption story. This is what happens when light stands too close to fire - and the fire decides it doesn't want to burn alone. 𝑹𝒖𝒉-ℰ-𝑺𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒉𝒛𝒂𝒂𝒅 In the blood-soaked corridors of Karachi and the feudal shadows of Pir Jo Goth, the Sikandar name is legacy. 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥. 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫. For generations, the men of this bloodline ruled with calculation. Until arsh Sikandar He wasn't raised to be good. He was raised to 𝐰𝐢𝐧 A political heir with a smile too calm and hands too clean for the damage he leaves behind. A man whose anger doesn't explode - it waits. A man who learned young that if you hit, you hit hard enough that they never stand again. And then there is Kaainat khan Light in its softest form. Cried on others pain Too kind for this world Too sweet for him. She calls him innocent He calls her manipulated . She thinks he is insanely innocent, and sweet a gentleman He 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐬 threats. She 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬 for them. He believes fear is loyalty. She believes love is choice. But darkness does not like being rejected. And obsession does not like being hated. "𝐭𝐮𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐲𝐚, 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐫𝐮𝐡 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚" Enter only if you're brave enough to read about a man like 𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑 and his burning love story.

جو سانسوں میں زہر بن کر اترا، جو خاموشی میں چیخ بن کر بولا❤️‍🔥 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥. heer Ahmed shah - the sin wrapped in beautiful silk Ishaan abbas Sikandar - the sinister ready to do Anything and everything to make the sin his. he never bows but to her he did. She made him out of his senses greater than alcohol ever did. Where will destiny take them? -------------------------------- Peep in to read more of this • ضد