Zalay Afnan, an ordinary but beautiful well- built young woman. She faced a huge loss at the age of 3 but rather than stumbling, she overcame the problems of her life. As near her, these were meant to make her strong. She uses prosthetic leg yet she has learned to move in society with the gait you might be unaware of. For Zalay things had been tough in past but she hopes for a better future. In last year of her University she realises things would never go the way she has imagined 'em. Battling with her present, she takes a step unaware of the impact of it on her life ahead. Read the book and have a good time🌻 (Previously knows as 'The side table') Ranked 1 in Hijab on 22 July, 2020 Ranked 1 in Pakistan on 11 March, 2021

She is, Afaaf عفاف ; Chaste, Virtuous, Decent , Pure. A beautiful young woman with sparkling brown eyes. He is, Zaryaab زریاب ; Rich , wealthy, possessor of gold. A handsome young man carrying the secrets of world on his shoulders. She runs. He runs. Until they meet each other. Ready to run together. Ready to adventure together. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Afaaf's one decision for her own life leaves her stranded. One decision leads her to unknown feelings and emotions. One decision leads her to thousand more until she is ready to except the reality and discover the world, she had never heard of before. Secrets are revealed, hearts are broken and blossomed, trust is shaken, deceit is unmasked along her adventurous journey with a man with green eyes. And it all begins from the most unexpected place, A railway station. #1 -Spiritual (12th March 2020) #1 -Pakistan (10th April 2020) #1 -Pakistani (10th April 2020) #8 -Spiritual ( 4th November 2020) #1- Spiritual (30th May 2021)

I walked down the dark hallway, my eyes scanning the rooms on my way.The door was slightly ajar as I reached the end of the hallway, my hands pushing the door open as I stepped in.Her sorrowful sobs reached my ears as I stared at her little form huddled in the corner of the dark room.Moonlight from the large window fell on her body as she continued to sob sitting on the floor. My stomach twisted in a bad way seeing her like this.A pain seared at the bottom of my heart as she hiccuped making me move towards her.I sat on the floor near her silently, not saying a word.She noticed my appearance as she stiffened for a fraction of second.Her cries had stifled as we sat in the dark with moonlight showering over us. "He had broken me into so many piece that it will take a life time to collect all.He ripped me apart from my soul, from my self respect making me crumble to the ground like ash.."Her hoarse yet soft voice resonated around the room making me turn my eyes to her beautiful face. "I have nothing left of myself.Nothing."She sounded defeated.But I didn't like hearing those words from her.It killed me to listen the bitter words she swallowed each time she spoke. *** She unintentionally stumbles in his life, stealing every fiber of his body.He wishes to make her his but destiny has other plans. As they smiled at each other little did they know that after this they were not going to smile again.It's a story not just about two broken people but with of a girl and boy who's hearts had turned Black.Striving to hold on to living and trying to move on with life will they be able to meet their Red again or will they fall apart along with time. A Romantic spiritual love story that will melt your heart, so get ready to read a tale maybe you've never heard because it's not a story whispered at nights .. <3 Ranked # 1- muslimlovestory (12th April 2021)

"I trusted you," Mirha said in a voice barely above a whisper, trying her best to keep tears from falling down her cheeks, trying and failing. Hadi paused for an entire second. "Well, you shouldn't have. Not my fault," He spoke softly, evenly, his face pale and pinched as if trying to hold back emotions of his own. *** A best friend. A chase gone wrong. An empty promise. Out of control, unexpected run-ins. Out of control, unexpected feelings. And you've got a conundrum. Mirha Qadeer was a simple village girl new to the capital city. She felt like a fish out of water in her university but tried her best to fit in and study hard. She made a few mistakes along the way but she had never thought she would have to pay this high a price in return. Hadi Maher was not your nice, friendly guy next door, nor was he a ruthless bad boy. He was something else entirely. But whatever he was, Mirha Qadeer should never have been a part of it. But she somehow forced her way in, and now he has to make a choice, a choice that will take too much from him either way, a choice that's threatening to undo him. --- There are typos and some grammatical mistakes in the story. Will be editing soon.

"I am left in ruins- in the remnants of what I have done and what has been done to me. I may be the one you will need but I will never be the one you will want." ~ Pain doesn't hold the same meaning for everyone. To some, it's the ultimate cause of destruction and to some, it's the cause of dying and coming back alive with a new meaning and purpose of life. They had been inflicted with the same kind of pain from nowhere but inside of their own family- the kind that would shake the world if it were to be spoken of. Her pain paved a way to her new destination with scars still scattered in her being but for him, that was the end. He boxed his warmth and goodness up in a casket and buried somewhere in the country where he would never return. He fell on to the ground only to rise back up to be one of the best industrialists of Pakistan, hiding behind sarcasm and alcohol. An orphan and a businessman, both finding their way to healing and love. Meet Fizah and Zahid.

Behind Silk Curtains// On Hold Eyes, oh those green eyes. His eyes. She couldn't help but remember the intensity they held. Ouff magically beautiful they were. And how they had looked at her. Her toes had even blushed pink. " Keep your distance at all measures from him." The softest of voice broke her sweet trance and she snapped her surprised eyes through the reflection onto the woman who had spoken. " Uhm hmm." She hummed for the longest of time not knowing how to respond. She bit her lip slightly, her eyes no longer meeting the eyes of the woman who combed her hair; looking at the young woman all too knowingly. How had the old woman known what she was thinking about. But how could she not know, she had looked over the princess from the day she was born to this date. All of her twenty two years were looked over by the old woman. " Why Bano?" She had asked in the lowest of voice. Hesitating throughout. Bano was what she called the old woman. Bano's hands carefully curled around her shoulders and she leaned down to the princess's ear level. " Because he's from your father's rivals. " (Entire description inside) - The most beautiful girl in the entire state, daughter of the Chandpur's king, gets her toes tangled in the knots of delicate innocent love with the enemy. Risking her father's honour against the war of love. The handsome prince of Mehranpur, falls for the princess he shouldn't be with. Risking his state and his title. The rival's daughter is the last thing he should be thinking about yet faith had other things in store for two hearts. Join in Miraal and Dilawar as they take you through their journey of lies, deceit, war, scars, betrayal, love and everlasting peace. Join them in their biggest secret to reveal what hides behind Silk curtains. The castles would never be the same again and so would the hearts. ❤

Dua Agha Khan used to be a loud and cheerful girl. Her family referred her as the life of the house, she kept the house alive as her family described, but as said there is a thing called "evileye" that chocked her cheerfulness out of her.From marrying her crush to becoming mute because of his extreme and cruel abuse she faced it all but in the end she was left outside her parents house with her luggage in one hand,the divorce papers in the other and no voice. At the age of 28 she's a successful writer who earns more than enough just through her words. she's given up on love nor she is waiting for a prince charming because everyone knows no Prince charming wants a mute girl Raza Shoaib. The 32 year old arrogant beast who doesn't thinks of anyone but himself. He never had time for love his only love was his mother but after her death he stopped looking for love and turned in to a beast whom every one fears,but when his dad orders him to only marry his best friends daughter he's more enraged and hell bent on making her life a living hell little does he know she's been through hell once but unlike before she's not even able to complain what will happen when their worlds collide when they get tied into the sacred bond of marriage ********** She used to love But now she's afraid She used to be cheerful But now she's mute She had her spark But now its gone She lost everything But now when she regained it she doesn't need it Her eyes witnessed hell Her soul bore scars Yet she smiles And hide it from people's eyes By hafsatahir58

Andheri raat thi, dou janon ka safar ek dosray kay saath shuru hua tha. Shayad woh safar ek dosray kay liye bhi tha par unhay khabar na thi, woh bhatak gye thay, shayad iss zindagi kay khel nay dono ko hi buri tarah torh kar rakh dia tha. Woh bari Zaat ko bhi bhul gye thay par ek dosray ka ehsaas shayad un dono ki hidayat tak ka safar tha... --------------------- "Idhar ao mere pass, tum mujh par aitabaar kar sakhti ho. Utho, chalo yahan say." Uska chehra nazar nahi araha tha, par uski awaaz say mehsoos horaha tha jaisay woh ro raha hai.

Why do you think I would be okay with the man who allegedly killed his former three wives? Or did he? --- Why do you think I would be okay with the girl who tried to ruin my plants? Or would I?

only if that heart allowed to let things fall into the right place... friends? haters? lovers? dive in to know.. -brutally played by the fate. 🥀