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Eagle of Knights (An Arabic Love Story) by TheQueenofDarkness
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Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also recognized for their valor and leadership. Badr, son of Sheikh Faisal, a valiant knight known among the tribes. Due to his father's grave illness, Badr is named the leader of the Rashideen tribe causing hurdles to make their way to him, and among those predicaments is a woman with dark hazel eyes. #1 in Spiritual #1 in Arab Book 2 of the series. To comprehend this book further, please read PRINCE OF KNIGHTS first.
Beneath His Name  by Daw_nbyaurelia
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𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 π‘»π’–π’“π’Œπ’Šπ’”π’‰ π’”π’‚π’šπ’Šπ’π’ˆ; "π‘©π’Šπ’“ Γ§π’Šπ’‡π’• π’ˆΓΆπ’›π’† Γ’ΕŸπ’Šπ’Œ 𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒂, π’…π’ŠΔŸer π’ˆΓΆπ’›π’π’†π’“π’† π’ŒΓΆπ’“ 𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒖𝒏." π‘Šβ„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘“π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ 𝑖𝑛 π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘Ž π‘π‘Žπ‘–π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘“ 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘π‘’π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑑 π‘‘π‘œ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ . _________________________________________ Ayesha lives in the heart of Istanbul, running a small, worn-out bakery that smells of memories she cannot let go of. Between unpaid bills, a sick father who doesn't remember her, and a younger brother who is her only reason to keep breathing...with a trauma and a past of obssesion that never leaves her alone she carries a life far heavier than her fragile shoulders should. _________________________________________ People call her many things...Some call her resilient, Some call her foolish And some... Call her a Curse... But Ayesha has learned one thing the hard way kindness is easy to give, but trust is a luxury she can no longer afford. Until one day-- A stranger walks into her bakery, Broken. Bleeding....Desperate. Musa Altan. A man with tired eyes, dangerous silences and secrets buried deeper than the wounds on his skin. He asks for nothing but work... but stays like he belongs And slowly, He begins to stand where no one ever has before In front of her. Against the world...When accusations rise, when her name is dragged through dirt, when her past is used against her He doesn't ask...He doesn't doubt...He protects...Because some loves don't begin with confession...They begin with presence With standing beside someone when the world chooses to turn away. But not all stories of protection are soft. Some are written in blood, in Yearning . ------- Because beneath his name lies a truth no one is ready for.
Inqilab ( Uprising )  by Pookswrites
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Inqilab Ψ§Ω†Ω‚Ω„Ψ§Ψ¨ Sometimes people find their way around through, Politics. Power. That's exactly what the Chair minister- the to-be prime minister decided to do. A story which revolves around a 20 year old girl Ayrah, fighting her way through the world and her family- Zawayars, though much older, in status and age, The CM of Pakistan uses her to get through his revenge. 1 in #urdu ( 17/3/2026 ) 1 in #politics ( 5/4/2026 ) 2 in #runaway bride ( 12/2/2026 ) 12 in #Pakistan ( 13/3/2026 ) 12 in #Pakistan ( 13/3/2026 )
π‡π€πŒπ‘π€π€π™ (On hold) by authoreyza
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π‡πšπ¦π«πšπšπ³:- ہمراز :- 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 **** For the heart that understands silence without questions, and stays through every changing moment. Known more than what was ever spoken aloud, this book is yours.
IFK: the innocent soul  by authorasma
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✨Book second of AHZAB series My amber green eyes are buried in his dark brown ones. He cages me between his body and the marble counter, our faces only inches apart, yet his breath scorches my skin. "Why are you doing all of this?" I grit my teeth, trying to sound stronger than I feel. He chuckles, low and cold. "Because you are mine." "You can't own me! You are no one to me except a stranger!" I scream, pushing him away but he doesn't move. Not even an inch. His fingers tighten around my shoulders, sending a shiver down my spine. "Today," he whispers, voice like ice, "I'll show you exactly what I am to you." He grabs the corner of my dupatta, wraps it around my wrist, and holds my trembling, covered hand in his large one, dragging me toward the mansion's entrance. ___________________________________________ "Qubool hai." With that single word, my life seals itself with my enemy. The man I hate the most. Because if I hate someone, I drown in sin and now, that very someone has become my husband. My mehram. My test. "Welcome to my hell," his deep voice echoes, marking the beginning of my nightmare. This mind-blowing book cover made by Anjali aesthetic
π‡π€πŒππ€π…π€π’ (On hold) by authoreyza
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π‡πšπ¦ππšπŸπšπ¬ : π›π«πžπšπ­π‘ 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐒𝐨𝐧 **** For the souls that feel like home. For the hearts that never question. For the connection beyond distance. This book is for them.