it is Dhoombros Fan fiction, actually a Hussain Asif's story, his journey towards the stars he wanted to touch and that one special girl he kept on meeting in his life...again and again!!!! no mater how hard he hated her or avoided her, destiny did its work ;)
*Sequel to Bad Boy's Protection, and Senior Year with My Protector* *cover made by acityteen* Poppy McCormick has always thought that when something was too good to be true, it normally was. However, after both her and her long-term boyfriend are accepted in the same college and decided to move in together, P...
Nicole is a very quiet and shy girl, never wanting to be in the limelight and she has gone through the whole of high school never being noticed, however one unexpected encounter with the schools bad boy changes that. So what happens when Ryder James, the school bad boy takes a sudden interest in her. Ryder is a cold...
Ammar Khan wasn't supposed to see her. He didn't mean to see her all those years ago. Yet, he did. Like a moth drawn to flame, Ammar fought against his demons. Resisting the urge, to wish that the beautiful woman he saw five years ago. Would one day be his. Aazeen Shahbaz. A beautiful soft spoken woman, finds her li...
"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to f...
When billionaire bad boy Eros meets shy, nerdy Jade, he doesn't recognize her from his past. Will they be able to look past their secrets and fall in love again? ****** When Jade Collins goes to work for billionaire bad boy Eros Petrakis, all she thinks...
Its impossible one has a heart and there is no pain in it, there are no wounds in it. Doesn't matter its Heer, an ordinary girl living in some remote area of Pakistan or its the famous Shehryar Asif, the heartthrob of millions of girls today.... all have a heart and all have their own wounds in them, waiting for some...