"There was a story I once heard... that every soul has a butterfly tied to it. Mine was Sabreena. Her wings kept me alive. And the day her wings stop... so will I." ⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣ Azlaan raised walls around Sabreena, shielding her from every shadow. For him, she was life itself - untouchable, sacred, forever his 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 He was her 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. Sabreena worshipped him, breathed him, loved him in ways he could never allow himself to. To her, he was not cousin, not guardian but the only man she ever wanted. Between his restraint and her hunger lies a war. How far will she go to make him hers? How long can he fight the darkness when she is both his weakness and his ruin? Behkaawa - a story of love so forbidden, it can only end in fire. ⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣

VILLAIN'S AFSAANA BOOK3 He killed a man that night. And she saw it happen. Not on the news. Not in the headlines. With her own eyes. Barefoot in the alley behind the minister's house. Heart pounding. Breath stolen. And then - their eyes met. She should've run. He should've silenced her. But neither did. Because Zafar Chaudhary didn't fall in love like normal men. The moment Hurain saw the devil in him, he decided she'd never see anything - or anyone -other than him again. She became his weakness. His obsession. The only softness he didn't know how to destroy. But Hurain? She wasn't some naive girl waiting to be loved. She saw what he was - a monster in silk, a storm in control. And she hated him for it. Feared him. And yet... she could never fully turn away. Because sometimes, when the devil watches you like you belong to him... a part of you starts to wonder if maybe you do. This isn't a love story. It's a war. Between hate and hunger. Between a man who doesn't understand the word "no" - and a girl who refuses to say yes.

VILLAIN'S AFSAANA BOOK2 It began with a kiss. Not a romantic one. Not soft or planned. It happened in the dark - between a loaded gun and a murder that was never supposed to be happened. She was Eighteen. He was a shadow in her hallway. That kiss wasn't love. But it ruined him. And it marked her. AJ had come to kill. To burn the world that had once taken everything for him. But she stopped him - not with a weapon, not with fear... just with one terrified, trembling kiss. Since that night, he's been obsessed. Not in the way people write about love - but in the way nightmares follow you long after the morning comes. She became his fixation. His sickness. His hasrat. And Sara? She was never the girl who asked for his attention. She never wanted to be seen by him - not like that. But AJ sees her everywhere. Her blue eyes. Her silence. Her fear. To him, it's devotion. To her, it's a cage. This isn't a story about love. It's about possession. About what happens when a girl becomes the obsession of a man who doesn't understand boundaries. A man who calls madness loyalty. And a girl who keeps running... even though some part of her wonders what would happen if she stopped.

*Read RUYA for better understanding* VILLAIN'S AFSAANA BOOK1 They said time heals everything. But for Zarar Jatoi, time only taught him how to live without feeling. He was a man carved out of grief - all suit, silence, and shadows. The kind of man who once loved so deeply that when death took her, it took him too. Not his heartbeat, not his breath - but everything else that made him human. He stopped smiling. Stopped hoping. He moved through life like a ghost in a tailored suit, untouched by the world, unbothered by light. And then - she came. Noor. A girl in purple, with sunlight in her laugh and a recklessness that made the walls around him flicker. She wasn't supposed to matter. She wasn't supposed to see him - really see him. But she did. And slowly, painfully, relentlessly - she began pulling him back from the edge. Not with grand gestures, not with loud declarations, but with her presence. Her chaos. Her light. This isn't a love story. It's a story about the war between grief and healing. Between darkness and the girl who dared to walk into it barefoot, uninvited, and full of color. It's the story of Zarar Jatoi - and the girl named Noor, who became his Rahat when he believed he no longer deserved one.

RUINED TRILOGY book-3-Ruined us Limited Chapters- 10 "I've loved him for as long as I can remember-quietly, hopelessly. Zorawer Rasheedi... the boy who became a man carved from stone. He looks through me like I'm invisible, like my heart doesn't ache every time he walks by.They say he feels nothing. That he's incapable of love. But I know what I see in his eyes when he thinks no one's watching. He's not heartless. He's just hiding something... maybe even from himself." Age gap romance where she falls first and deeper.

RUINED TRILOGY book-2-Ruined you Limited Chapters- 10 "She was meant to be under my protection... not buried in my heart. Too young, too innocent-everything I should have stayed away from. But from the moment I saw her, I was already hers. This isn't just a love story. It's the line between right and forbidden... and I crossed it." Beneath His Shadow An age-gap romance that blurs the lines between duty and desire.

RUINED TRILOGY book-1-Ruined me Limited Chapters- 10 "He should've walked away. Instead, he burned for her-dangerously, obsessively." Life was flawless. Predictable. Controlled. Until her. Until the moment Zarar' eyes locked with Ruhya's-wide, tear-soaked, trembling beneath a smile she wore for another man. His uncle's bride-to-be. Twenty years old. Off-limits. Untouchable. She was everything he should've ignored. But something inside him snapped. Obsession. Sharp. All-consuming. Dangerous. He watched her laugh at his uncle's jokes, wear his ring, walk through their house like she belonged there. But in his mind, she already belonged to him. And what he wants... he takes. Even if it means betraying blood. Even if it means dragging them both into something they can't escape.

When she was simple, bubbly, dramatic and sweet girl from middle class family who loves her family and friends. One day she did mistake of interfering in her brother's fight and ended up getting attention of his rival. Sidharth jatoi. Rebellious and wild. He will do anything to make her his not because of love but his zidd he gets anything he wants and now he wants her. The more she ignores and refuse him the more he wants her. I looked at her for first when she was wrapped in red saree like some seductress. Long silky hair moving along as she runs. Running barefoot on empty highway, in distress with tears in her breathtaking hazel eyes. She stopped and looked at me with hope in her doe innocent eyes like i was her saviour but little did she know that darkness she was running from was no one but me I am jatoi and my love for her is Red so is my hatred. Why was i suddenly thrown to death himself just because of sins my brother had committed. Running from devil i unintentionally ran to devil. I didn't know devil would possess such a beauty that captivated my soul but that beauty meant nothing when he was ugly inside. He cadged me, took my freedom and held me responsible for sins of my brother I am sana and my hate for him is Red so is my love. You will see glimpse of my top 3 favourite story in this one Mahr-o-maah, Khudsar and Muhafiz. Also, jatoi's character has done cameo in Muhafiz chapter 16

"Look at her. I would die for her. I would kill for her"

Shehnaaz has never met her father's side family in her whole life because they don't know her father has married woman from outside their caste and kept her and his daughter hidden for years until they find out. When they came to know there is girl with RASHEEDI blood running inside her they refuse to let him marry her to just anybody and forced her marriage with eldest son Sidharth Rasheedi who wasn't fond of her After going there she found out she has dramatic elder brother and many more cousins. She loved everyone they all were welcoming but him. He was intimidating, very much unapproachable and egotistic mf. They fight anywhere everywhere and will die than admit that other person is right. heated arguments those turns into something else at end