When everything else was falling apart, Shehryar gave Laila the job as his assistant. Now here they are months later in a very symbiotic and platonic relationship until Shehryar's past comes face to face and he swears to destroy everything from his past. Can Laila stop him before he loses everything, including her?

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. ❤

❝ She has always dreamed of having that perfect 'home' but then found 'him' instead ❞ A home is something that she has always dreamt of, where she'd be cherished and loved. Life has been pretty difficult after she has lost her parents at the age of 11. She was a very ambitious girl with lots of dreams and fashion designing was one of them but getting married to a guy who's not her best friend, was a big no to her. And yet she found herself signing the wedding papers at 21 years to the last man she'd possibly ever like. He was the son of a politician, wanting to be a politician ultimately. After facing a trauma of losing someone so close to him, he became closed off and cold hearted. His only plan in life for his future was to be a politician like his father and nothing else. Getting married was never a part of his plans. And yet he found himself getting married at 25 years to the last woman he'd possibly look at.. He is, Abrar Shah. She is, Haya(t) Ali. And this is their story. ••• Book One in the "Let Go Series" Word Count: 59,214 Ratings: The book is intended for mature audiences. But there's no explicit description. Fade to black only. •••

Time The best kind of medicine one can possibly have against every kind of pain wether it be physical or a pain from the deepest core of our soul. people always say, "Give them some time and everything's gonna be alright." But, nobody mentions the most important thing which is much more powerful than time and is always needed along with time. Join me on a heart warming story of "Healed, with love" where love heals everything.

Qurbat (قُربت) transl. Proximity "𝘒𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘩𝘪 𝘯𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘵𝘢𝘺..." Salaar Ahmed, baees (22) saal, ka London jaanay ka maqsad sirf apna postgraduate mukammal karna nahi tha. Aur, muhabbat dhoondna toh bilkul nahi tha. Inshyrah Hasan, bees (20) saal, ne apnay graduation ke baad ki zindagi ke liye sab pehlay se plan karr rakha tha. Woh nahi jaanti thi ke kisi ke aanay se sab badal jayega. Nana ki aakhri khuaish, tootay rishtoun ko dobara jorne ki koshish Salaar ka maqsad tha aur Inshyrah se milna shayad uskay wajood ka hissa. ───────────── written in 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙪. Islamabad se Karachi duology - part one. [can be read as a standalone] ───────────── 《Top Rankings》 #1 in roman urdu #6 in sunset #11 in urdu #79 in Pakistan

This is the second part of "The tales of love" continuing the short love stories. Published date: November 1, 2020

The story revolves around a girl named MAHNOOR who wants to change the thought that girls are not equal as boys , who wants to change her village girls life but her own father give her life as a ransom to protect his son. " please amma ji ( mother) tell abba ji ( father) I am her daughter same as Ali ( brother) , amma ji have mercy on me , abba ji is educated why he is behaving like uneducated person Ali's life is important for him what about my life it's nothing to you " Mahnoor cried and lay down on her mother's feet and became unconscious .........

•completed• When I was six, Baba had got me my first doll. I vividly remember her, my best friend. I had named her Sameera, she had huge eyes and wore a red bridal outfit, I would play with her all the time and one day I wed her off, wed her to another doll. But now that I had grown up, I knew that wedding someone wasn't just a game, being someone's wife was about much more. I was in my final year of degree in fine arts, I just 21 when my life reminded me of Sameera, turned me into Sameera, jis tarah Sameera ka nikah ek mazzak tha, ek khel uss he tarah mere nikah ne meri zindagi ko bhi ek khel me tabdeel kar diya. I was the wife of a man who already had a wife he loved dearly. I am Meher Butt and this is my story. (Book is written in English) #1 Urdu (march'21) #4 Lahore (jan'21) #1 Hyderabad (jan'21) #1 Pakistan (march'21) #2 Muslim (feb'21) #18 arrangemarriage (march'21) #24 age difference (jan'21)

Love is found in a constant state of change. It transforms and evolves. Within our hearts, it is that love that changes us into every form we may take. Love is beautiful and soft and kind but sometimes, love takes the shade of darkness. And it is that love, that destroys us completely. (Slow updates)

We were 16 when we fell in love. We were 18 when we got married. And we were 19 when we got divorced. I can still taste the lipstick you wore that night. I can still remember the way your skin felt when I brushed my fingers over your bare shoulders. I remember you and I remember every part about you. Now, we're 27 and when I look at you, I know I'm not the one who painted the drops of sadness across your face. Your heart mourns and cries but those tears are not for me. I can still see your smile when I close my eyes and I want to bring that smile back to your face once more.