Harram Obaid and Zaviyar Ali have always been two known strangers. Not because they don't know each other. Because it is easy this way. His life isn't easy and hers has always been a mess of complications. But the turn of events bring them to a point where they come face to face with the face of the truth they've never acknowledge before. It's not easy. But it is worth it. Realities are unleashed and beliefs are shaken. And now is the time to know if the losing sound of echoes is the sign of letting go forever or fading away just to come back again.

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"Here's the deal.... its not much of a deal though... more of a choice.... you can either come with us and join our gang OR I will kill you right here and right now." he said and smirked yet again. Sometimes I just want to wipe that stupid smirk off his face.. no matter how sexy it does look... "Fine... I will join you guys" I said with a sigh, that's the best choice and who knows? This could be fun. Well this is my life as Vivian... I am now in a gang and living with 5 of them.. this should be interesting...

I walked out of the bathroom, not seeing Drew. Suddenly I was grabbed and pushed up against a wall. Drew's intoxicating smell captured me making me oozy. His warm lips were dangerously close to my ear when I heard him whisper "Don't play games with a wolf." *i do not own any other the pictures used unless stated. All credit goes to their rightful owners.*

Oh how Time did us no mercy, . How Red Roses grew Pale, How Green Fields, Went barren. How two souls, they decayed, Layer upon Layer of Soot, And How true Love grew Stale. ______ Burnt Essences, is the story, of how we like what is toxic to us, and what happens, if we get addicted. . Every single story has that "extra plot twist" where Love turns the table around. The plot twist of Denial. The plot twist that is the result of the author's sadness and unwillingness to accept his loss. . But this story is not a lying, happy ending. This is a story of hard truths. Where when Romeo dies, love does not prevail. Where, when Juliet drinks the poison, he does not kiss her and die. He turns around. And he leaves. . . So here is our fairytale, More real than most. Where demons kill the knights, Where Evil wins. . Here when Romeo dies, Love does not survive. Here We are all, paper wings. (M.Z) [Side-Note]: Along with every chapter, enjoy the best of Music that goes with it. It's always a pleasure to enhance your reading experience. _________ New chapters every Friday. 🎆🎈 Do vote for me fellas 👋

"It's a promise Noor I will break you and ruin you and when me Ibtihaj Nasir Janjoa promise something, I never break it." __________ A story of a girl like any normal teenager. Her aim was to finish college without any trouble and to get admission in a renowned university. But he and his emerald eyes hindered her and caused trouble. But she was also headstrong never accepting defeat, never bowing to his will. It was like the clash of titans, both sides were strong enough to win, yet vulnerable at the same time. One was kind other inconsiderate. One tolerant the other aloof. One kind-hearted the other inhumane. Read to find out will there just hate, revenge and breaking hearts on this journey or will spark fly and end with blooming love.

Unprofessional and personal Poems divided by chapters, each chapter has a different theme! Enjoy...

Assalamu alaikum my dear readers. This is my first book which I longed for years to write. I'm really thankful to my authors whose poems pushed me to write on my own. Your hearts would be singing silent songs. Tongue's tunes becomes the words of your hearts' choirs which would spill through the pen points. Poems may flash out someone's song which they longed to sing. Just sing my poems;give a rhythm. Find your heart's tune and let my ears filled by them. Leave your ink drops beyond my poems Lift me up to write more... Please don't trace my poems without my name. Love you guys ❤ Enjoy!! -Hani-

Loving you was never wrong... But neither was it right.. Was it? Hightest rank in poetry:#12 on 13-3-18