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 ;)

•She ain't a good girl! She is the girl you don't want to mess with! ________ •He is a loved good guy in this world of hyped-up bad boys! Unless! Unless! You cross her way for the bad girl has wrapped the good guy around her little finger and makes him sin! BUT!!! •What happens when the trust is broken? '''The magical spell of euphoria is distorted and piercing pieces of betrayal unfurls making you bleed.''' __________ "Addiction is fucking heart-wrenching!" She stated taking a long drag of the cigarette which was held in between her lips. Then she blew out the smoke and jumped on the bonnet of the car. "Put this away then!" He raised his finger towards the cigarette. "Not this," she affirmed inhaling nicotine once again. "It's addiction is helpful to drown all other horrifying addictions." A pregnant pause engulfed them. The only sound was the whispering of wind with the shedding leaves of trees. The autumn had prevailed the green life likewise their souls were also shedding off its color, painfully. Agonizingly slow. "I'm always here for you!" He whispered. "I know!" Under the faint moonlight her self-pitying smile could be seen. "Besides these drugs you are the only one who is here for me." He did not say anything back for he knew she won't reply now. He too sat on the bonnet and taking the cigarette from her he inhaled the smoke. ___________ Find who the enigmatic warrior is or is that you?

#30 in Werewolf [05-12-2017] #1 in Aftermath [30-01-2020] _______ What happens when a vigorous, loyal, raw soldier gets trapped in a cruel fight between a nightmare and a bitter reality? Getting back to his nation as a winner like his colleagues was something to pretend. Because the soldier hasn't won the real fight. The fight between a curse and a blessing. Secrets would be poked but he needs to be hidden for the sins he has committed. Helplessness would be his only excuse. How would a soldier suffer the aftermath of this horrifying war? Let's find out. _______ A Werewolf Love story.

First Place winner in Hidden Gems Awards First Place Winner in Wattys Writing First Place Winner in Sanguine Awards "This should be published" mesmerizing love "An invaluable, compassionate and spiritual harvest of redemptive insights that will both excite and Challenge the reader. It is not only written skillfully but with a rare mix of loving attention, humor, practical wisdom and reality of life. It is a gem to be treasured" -Teddydock "You remind of Charles Dickens " -LilyJames165 "The script and flower beyond amazing. This book is different from all the others books I've read" -AMFawaz "You have spun such beautiful. characters " -Lazzah "You have a way with your words" -Witch_red PROLOGUE A morbid journey lands Falaq in a foreign Manor 'Dar-Al-Maqamah' where she finds her destiny amidst the mysterious walls. The house has only men. Mysterious arrogant Men. Men like a mountain,speech-likee steel with their backs straight and mannerisms hailing from the best of knowledge. Indulge in elegance. A story of falling hearts and weeping stones enduring the reason to live. Come fall in Love....... (Please give it a read to taste the flavors of this twisted tale. Please leave some feedback, I'd really appreciate. Copyright material. All work is originally adapted into words by @twistedapology Thank You. God bless)

مجھے لوگوں کے ہنستے مسکراتے چہرے بہت اچھے لگتے ہیں مگر ہاں! خود کے لیے میں ہمیشہ اذیت چنتی ہوں۔ مجھے دوسروں کی آنکھوں میں مچلتی تتلیاں بھلی معلوم ہوتی ہیں مگر ہاں! اپنی آنکھوں میں میں نے ہمیشہ بجھے جگنو دیکھے ہیں۔ مسئلہ یہ نہیں ہے کہ میں اذیت پسند ہوں۔ مگر ہاں! اذیت خوگر ہوں۔ _فاطمہ تنویر This book is a bunch of short stories full of agony and pain. A pain which gives soothness to a chaotic mind.

یہ کہانی ہے: جنون بھرے عشق کی۔۔۔ طاقت کے نشے کی۔۔۔ بےبسی کی ذلت کی۔۔۔ یہ کہانی ہے صحیح اور غلط راستے کے انتخاب کی کشمکش کی۔۔۔ یہ کہانی ہے غمِ دوراں کے سامنے کبھی پہاڑ کی طرح ڈٹ جانے والوں کی اور کبھی گھٹنے ٹیک دینے والوں کی۔۔۔ اور سب سے بڑھ کر یہ کہانی ہے: بے آب صحرا میں آب آب پکار کر بھٹکنے والوں کی۔۔۔

You write when you can't speak!

\\\\This is just a sample of the story. The complete story is published on GOODNOVEL APP.\\\\\ . . . He pulled me inside my office, slammed the door shut and came up to me. I stepped back. He tugged me harshly towards his chest. Before I could think how he knew about my office he smashed his lips to mine. He was devouring my lips like it's his last meal. For a second I was also drowning in the sea of pleasure I was receiving. Then I returned to my senses and pushed him, like tried to push him but he didn't budge. Now he was nuzzling my neck. "A-alim." "SHUT UP, just shut up." I looked into his eyes and it was the first time in my life that I feared him. They were red like the eyes of a pureblood vampire. He looked like he was ready to kill anyone in his wild fury no and he would enjoy it. That anyone was most likely my fiance. He put his forehead over mine. His breath was fanning my face. "I don't want to have that so-called relationship with you, "I said with determination. "Ah, that." He put his hand on his chin like he was thinking hard. "That you will have," he said quite calmly and kissed my forehead.

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