𝙍𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙣 × 𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖 🖤✨ 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙑𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 ( A standalone Novel Also) Untying her the man said, "I got what I wanted you may go back wherever you want" "Do you think they will accept me after everything you have done?" she said giving a vengeful look. "What was my fault? Why do you destroy my life?" she screamed. "Your fault is that you are that man's daughter" he said coldly holding her chin with one hand. . . . Sarfaraaz Talukder Rayan, son of an ex politician is a businessman with secrets. He has nourished an ocean of vengeance from his childhood for an army person. The aim of his life is to destroy that man's dignity and snatch away happiness from his life. Tania Shafiq Hussein, daughter of Major Shafiq Hussein, is a medical student, an epitome of innocence. She is the apple of the eyes of the whole family. . . . What will happen when Tania's peaceful life is destroyed by Sarfaraaz, who makes her hated by her own family, her father who loved him more than anything. How does she help him heal despite being destroyed by him? Will love ever bloom between them or they just remain as enemies?

Kabir Khan x Miraal Hussain They both lost their everything in a blink of an eye and then they became each other's everything... __________ Short story!

What happens when a ruthless CEO falls for the one woman who disrupts his perfect world - with laughter, chaos, and a little too much cold coffee? Kabir Khan - the name alone sends shivers through boardrooms. A man of control, precision, and zero tolerance for distractions. Alia Siddiqui - a whirlwind of sarcasm, emotion, and heart. The only woman who dares to challenge him... and wear his hoodie while stealing his herbal tea. When fate brings them together on a business trip to Paris, neither expects late-night confessions, rooftop cuddles, and stalking-through-malls-in-Armani kind of feelings. But love? It's never just about fairytales. As meetings turn into memories and bangles become promises, Kabir and Alia find themselves tangled in something much deeper - a connection that threatens their perfectly guarded lives. Add in a gang of chaotic siblings, Nutella therapy, jealousy arcs, and stolen moments under the Paris stars... and you've got a love story that's sweet, savage, and unforgettable.

This is the story of a sweet girl - Sahar. A name that itself testifies to one truth: darkness never lasts forever... one day, the light must arrive. The apple of her parents' eyes... the heartbeat of everyone around her. And yet - why? Why, despite being everyone's favorite, did she live her life as if trapped in a nameless prison? As if every day was a compulsion... And every night, a silent punishment. She kept waiting... For someone to come... And rescue her from that darkness. And then - Love stepped into her life. Ahaan Haider Mirza. At just 24 years old - An extraordinary Intelligence Officer. Sharp-minded. Fearless. Strategic. A smart game-changer before whom enemies simply cannot survive. He didn't enter her life merely as a protective shadow... He taught Sahar how to live. He gave a new direction to her shattered existence. He filled her soul with courage. And Sahar... She wasn't merely in love with him - She became devoted to him. So deeply immersed in his love that, for her, the world began and ended with Ahaan. Now she had only one wish - To spend her life with Ahaan. Not just in this world... But even in the world of souls. But standing between them is - Mafia King Aryan. Powerful. Ruthless. Obsessive to the point of madness. A man who wants Sahar... at any cost. What he forgets is - To keep Sahar safe from that devil, To stand as the unbreakable wall of her protection, Her guardian - Ahaan - is enough. He lives by just one rule - "Touch her... and die." Now the question is - Will Sahar find her love? Will these two lovers unite? Or will their story truly be completed only in the world of souls? 🔥

𓇢𓆸 ꜱʜᴀʜᴍᴇᴇʀ ᡣ𐭩 ʟᴀɪʙᴀ "Wo humare wo neighbour hai na, jinke paas wo safed kutta hai, americano skomo dog.." "American Eskimo," he corrected lazily, a small smile tugging at his lips.

-UNEDITED BOOK 1 : | KING SERIES | MAFIA LOVE STORY... "P-plss leave me! " she begged him, while stuttering but he only smirked at her direction caging her inbetween his arms and the wall... "you're mine Aina! remember that, only mine! " he seethed, in a very dangerously calm tone... she just looked at him in complete shock and didn't replied anything.. "understood! " he growled at her and she shivered under his voice and just nodded her head, in defeat... Meet AMAAN DANIEL KING.. the cold,arrogant,ruthless,powerful,tyrant yet devilishly handsome multi-billionaire for the entire world and a dangerous and heartless mafia king for the underworld... girls drool over him and yearns for his attention but he never spares them a glance... he was known as " THE DEVIL".. he was the walking piece of perfection in any man's dictionary..... Meet Aina Zaam Malik.... the sweet,innocent, loving, bubbly girl, who was born to break the rules! she's the definition for love! A complete "ANGEL",if someone say she's beautiful would be an understatement! she was beyond imagination! And a top rated oncologist in profession.... both belong to a different world yet a like in fate..... he was the devil and she was his angel.... she was his light in his dark world... they were destined to be one... their fates were sealed.... " CERTAINLY ALLAH LOVES THOSE WHO PUTS THEIR TRUST IN HIM " HOLY QURAN 2:159... Join the journey of a thrilling love story of a devil who was in love with his Angel... join the journey of an angel who was destined for the devil...

« Sequel of RÚẞÅRÚ - Í$H¶ » «Stand Alone Book» ~ ZÁ¥¥ÁÑ ~ "The world is all about give and take, Create your OWN°°° ~ Á¥€DÁ ~ "The world is full of fake people, The real is you, YOURSELF°°° ✨✨✨ "Calm me down" His beautiful blue eyes ranked through every inch of my body sitting calmly on his chair. His eyes were glaring in my soul like he wanted to eat me alive. His slender long fingers tapping slowly yet impatiently on the desk infront of him waiting for my answer. I don't know who made him angry again but that was the first time he asked something from me other than the work. But the question was how can i calm him down? I averted my eyes to the floor because his gaze was very intense, piercing my every core with his hardcore death glare. He stood up from his chair making his way towards me as a predator towards his prey. My breath hitched in my throat with fear engulfing me slowly. "How"? I finally dared my voice out and as usual my voice came out low and meak. He stopped a step away from me as i smelled his minty cologne in my nostrils which every time overpower my senses to think properly. "Kiss me" I snapped my head towards him as my eyes widened in response. Is he for real? ✨✨✨ For her, he was her husband, her family after the death of her parents, after the betrayal of her family but For him, She was the burden from his parents, A mere responsibility. She don't love him but still there was a spark of attraction towards him as he was her rightfully married HUSBAND. He disliked her but there was one rule in his life.What was his, Will always remain His. Doesn't matter how much he dislike her, what matters to him was, she has his name and that makes her, HIS. His WIFE. ✨ Two confused souls living in the same roof, same room yet so far. Will they ever be together? ✨ Both were like a closed book. Will they ever try to open up to eachother? Stay tuned with ZÁ¥¥ÁÑ x Á¥€DÁ! Allah Hafiz!

[ Book 1 In Qalb Series ] She was his peace & he was her warmth.🤍 Peek in if you wanna read about, "Bridging Hearts" [A Muslim Story] which revolves around two individuals Azlaan & Zara. Azlaan, a quiet reserved person, with his buried emotions came back to Pakistan, and got stuck there when he fell in one sided love with Zara.. will he be able to win her heart? Or will Zara, an aspiring surgeon, be able to fulfill her dreams by getting married, even though it's not something she had planned?" ‼️ Please respect the author's creativity and effort by not copying any aspect of this story. [Any form of copying, reproducing, or adapting' including scenes, ideas, or re written dialogues-is strictly not allowed. Unauthorized use will be considered a violation of intellectual property rights.] Ranked #1 In Friendship ✨ ✨Ranked #5 In Halal

"Run if you want... I won't chase you. I'll just wait-because sooner or later, you'll crave the darkness you pretend to fear... and I'll be right here." ------------------------- Mahira Azhar - She had spent years learning how to disappear-how to make herself small, silent, forgettable. Fear wasn't a feeling anymore; it was instinct, stitched into every breath she took. The past didn't stay behind her. It followed. It waited. So when the opportunity came to start over, she didn't trust it. New city. New life. New name. And then there was him. Aahan Malik - He didn't introduce himself. Didn't need to. His presence was enough-heavy, suffocating, like the air changed when he entered a room. People didn't just respect him. They feared him. Conversations died around him. Eyes dropped. No one ever said his name unless they had to. But he noticed her. That was the first mistake. The second was when he didn't look away. "Running won't help you," he told her once, his voice low, almost calm. Not a threat. Not a warning. A fact. Because men like him didn't hunt for sport. They hunted with purpose. And whatever he was- He wasn't drawn to her by chance. He had been there long before she ever saw him. Watching. Waiting. Choosing. When an innocent girl with a shattered future collides with a man who seems capable of destroying everything he touches, what happens when their worlds finally crash into each other? Dive into The Gates of Fear and discover what unfolds when love, obsession, secrets, and fate stand on opposite sides of the same battlefield. Mature content! 18+ contains domestic violence, traumatic past and events ,abuse , sexual content and more .

{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*