There is a thin line between love and hate. A delicate balance, a twist of fate. A tender glance, a fiery gaze. A gentle touch, a heated shove. Yet in the balance we are known to reside, where love and hate collide in our hearts. So as we walk the line and we embrace the fire, with the love that soothes and the hate that tires.. along the line, we realize that something so strong, can only ever be compared to something even stronger. Such is the case for Khayrah Ammal and Muhammad Adnaan. Where in the pursuit of disdain, lines get crossed and what we thought was so clearly hate, turns out to be something softer, something with a promise. Though, with all love stories, there can never be a promise of a happily ever after. Something so close might sometimes be farther than we think.

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In the bustling city of dreams, Asad, a reserved workaholic, finds his world turned upside down when he locks eyes with Layla, a vivacious law student. Asad's heart races, setting off a chain of events that challenge his introverted nature. Will he break free from his quiet shell to pursue the captivating Layla? Layla, known for her outgoing spirit, is drawn to Asad's mysterious charm and the mesmerizing color of his eyes. As their worlds collide, will Layla discover a love beyond her wildest dreams in the enigmatic Asad? Amidst the tempestuous journey of love, Asad and Layla face trials that test the strength of their bond. Will their love withstand the storms that love sends their way, or will they be swept apart by the turbulent winds of fate? A story based on Fate.

This is a slowburn romance! There will be no hugging and cuddling by chapter twenty, so read at your own risk.. Madinah had gone her entire life lurking in other peoples shadows. What happens when the one person who had the power to bring her into the light wants nothing to do with her? Atleast not in the way she wanted everything to do with him. She was the light at the end of his dark dark tunnel, literally, figuratively. But when you're in darkness for long enough, you start to relish it, so much so that you find a home in it. He wanted nothing to do with her light, but just as the sun encompasses the night daily, Madinah may just encompass Adeels darkness.

Copyright © 2024. All Rights Reserved. It wasn't how she could never seem to pronounce his name, "Qasim," correctly, always calling him "Kasim" since she was young. Nor was it her innocence, which seemed to follow her everywhere, highlighted by her delicate Fulani features that could be recognized from miles away. It was her, entirely. Her very existence was the axis upon which Amir Qasim's life revolved. But when that axis was removed, his world was thrown into chaos. Being born the eldest child of the Sultan wasn't his choice, nor was becoming the next Sultan, burdened with immense responsibilities. Yet he accepted it, carrying those duties he so deeply resented. Becoming the next Sultan's wife wasn't her choice either, nor was becoming the eldest Princess of the Kubi Caliphate. So why was she forced to bear the brunt of the grudge he harbored within? Why did she have to endure the short end of the stick? From the moment she stepped into the world of royalty, she knew the path would be hard-fought. But she wasn't willing to lose. Why should she? She harbors the same hatred towards him. However, there is a saying, "The more you hate, the more you love." By Ferdeausee.