𝘈 𝘋𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘩𝘢𝘳 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 She woke up on cold concrete. No memories. No voice. No name. One moment, she was a nineteen-year-old girl in 2025 Tamil Nadu. Next, she was bleeding in a dark alley in 2005 Karachi, with no idea how she got there or who she even was. She must learn to survive in a world of violence, politics, and dangerous men. But something is wrong. Not just with her missing memories. Something deeper. Something darker. A feeling she can't shake. A dread that wakes her at night. Flashes of things that haven't happened yet. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵. And time is running out. The problem? She's voiceless, nameless, and trapped in a house full of secrets. And then there's Hamza. The man with dark eyes and darker secrets. The one who watches her like she matters. The one who whispers: "You rise from darkness. You bloom anyway." He speaks as if he loves her. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. What she doesn't know: ↳ Hamza isn't who he claims to be ↳ His marriage is part of a dangerous game ↳ The lies he tells might be the only thing keeping her alive What he doesn't know: ↳ She's not from this time ↳ Her nightmares are warnings ↳ Some fires can't be controlled once lit In a world of spies and gangsters, where loyalties shift like sand, and love is just another weapon. She can't save everyone. But she can make them pay.

Hamza and Yalina both love each other passionately. Hamza's love is dark, intense, consuming , possessive and fiercely protective. While, Yalina's love is extremely caring, gentle, emotional, pure and fiercely loyal. She is softness while he is darkness. She is sunshine while he is the dark gloomy clouds. She is everything he thought he could never have while he is everything she thought she could never want. What happens when Hamza realises his life is not his and his lies can break her to no repair and he can get killed anytime, which will shatter Yalina to the core and she would never be truly alive if anything happens to him so he decides to do the hardest thing he has ever done . He decides to let her go. She doesn't need to break for something she has never done wrong. But, what he doesn't understand that Yalina isn't the one to leave him ever. Hamza can only dream. So ,she plans on bringing him back to her on his knees, apologizing for letting her go in the first place and she will have him back ,by hook or by crook . ( On hold till mid june)

What happens when an Indian spy get deployed on a mission to infiltrate a gang? Then honey traps a politician's daughter. He never meant to fall in love with her, but he did anyway and now what? "Mujhe maarna manzoor hai, lekin haarna nahi. Kyunki haar manna, ahsan rasta hota hai. Aur ahsan rasta lena, meri fitraat nahi." ~Hamza Ali Mazari "Usse dekha aur bas. Bina soche samjhe, maine usse beintehaa pyaar kiya. Woh meri mashooq hai, isilye saza nahi de sakti, lekin use bewafa nahi banne dungi." ~Yalina Jamali "Mujhe aap ke saath waqkt betana hai. Bas, itni si baat nahi maan sakte?" Yalina said with a cute and childish pout. "Teek hai, lekin ek shaart. Mujse pyaar mat karna. Manzoor hai?" Hamza said thinking that it would be easier if she didn't. "Afsoof. Bahut der ho chuki hai. Dil, dhadkan, dimag, jism aur rooh, sab aap ke naam ka hai. Ab kya hoga, kyunki jo chaiye, mujhe chaiye?" Yalina said while looking into Hamza's eyes. She said like a fact. Written in stone.

After eighteen years of marriage, Ulfat and Rehman still loved like newlyweds-quietly, fiercely, completely. Their children were the center of their world, their anchor in a life surrounded by danger. But one night, everything changes. A hospital corridor. A doctor who cannot meet their eyes. A child who will never come home again. Ulfat collapses under the weight of a loss no mother should bear. Rehman-strong, feared, unshakeable-crumbles beside her, silent and shattered. Their love is tested not by enemies, but by fate. And now they must learn how to breathe again in a world that feels permanently dimmed.