Desiculture Stories

Cynical criminal. Haunted prince. One impossible mission. Eraiya Kher survives after a failed assassination attempt on the Empress- barely. Instead of execution, she's forced into a deadly deal: infiltrate the enemy king's stronghold with the prince and his guard, complete the mission, and walk free with half the treasury she demanded. But when ancient magic turns the mission into a nightmare, survival becomes the only goal. Secrets buried for twelve years begin to surface. Her erased past collides with his family's darkest sins. And as betrayal strikes from within, Eraiya realizes the real question isn't whether she'll complete the mission- It's whether she'll survive learning the truth. (Desi culture inspired fantasy!)

Being a food blogger in the country of Pakistan was not an easy task, but since there was so much to explore in pakistan, it was an ideal place for food blogging. Alizay naeem, a blogger who enjoyed the taste of food. She could go hours and hours just talking about her passion and love for food. Following her passion for food she decided to become a food blogger. Life was not going easy for Alizay ,so to help her up her best friend made her join a campaign to get her famous. As she gets her first task to blog about food in another country, she starts a roller coaster of emotions she have never felt before. •••••• Mrs.Sujata always had the best cooking skill that were known all over their small colony of 8 houses, maybe it was her genes that her son inherited. Arman loved cooking food. He loved inventing new dishes. Initially he cooked to bring a smile on his mother's face but slowly fell in love with art of cooking. Arman held pride in his cooking. So ,when a certain girl complained about his food not being spicy enough . He took it upon himself to prove to her wrong. Two people from different countries different cultures. Tag along with the journey of Alizay and Arman as the fall in love by sharing some food filled with love.

A string of episodes about how a teenage girl manages herself in the gulf with her family and friends miles away from her homeland. Of course her brown homeland.

"𝙃𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧" > He thought he owned the world. She knew how to survive it. Somewhere along the Indus, their fates collided - and nothing was ever the same" Description: A man who was known to be most arrogant person in Islamabad,who knew that the destiny would take such a turn , turning his life upside down....even after losing everything he found a girl who belonged to a city name darya khan even though she was a poor girl still she had a heart of gold. . . . DISCLAIMER: This story DO NOT contain any adult stuff so feel free to read and if you like those stuff this story is not for you even though it is going to be a love story but there would be no smuts THANK YOU! . . . ©️ COPYRIGHT ALL RIGHT RESERVED (CITY'S ARE REAL AND PLACES ARE ALSO REAL YOU CAN LOCATE THEM ON GOOGLE)

A girl with sins and virtues. A girl full of mistakes and apologies. A girl visually rose with thorns. A girl's struggling living life with unexpected turn of events. Real life based events that actually shatters a person from top to toe. And builds a new person the next. A girl who has always been a blessing in disguise but was never took seriously with loyalty for once. Despite of being aware of the fact that she is being used she never defended. She was always there for a stranger or a friend or even enemies. It was her nature. Her dreams were never taken seriously. So she decided to take them seriously and make dreams that are only depends on her. Dreams that doesn't includes a second person. So that no one can ever crush them into pieces neither she have to live upto others expectation for those dreams to become reality. She walks alone with her chin up and high heels on proudly. And it goes... GOES on With HER! "GOES on With ME!"

☆ In a city that never sleeps, Ifrah watches Lahore from her rooftop, feeling like a stranger in her own life. But somewhere in the night-between the echo of a guitar and the roar of a heavy bike-she isn't the only one awake.

" I don't think I've ever met anyone quite like you , and one day , although I'm not your ideal husband , I hope you find me interesting too " I blink and try to calm my steadfast heart . If he keeps on saying sentences like this my heart won't be able to take it anymore . I would want to want him . That isn't good Xxxxx Adarsha Sharma has gotten used to the fact that she will never be able to escape her family's reputation. Sure , she has learned how to deal with the press , and can fake a smile fit for any occasion but she's never felt that thrill of happiness at the prospect of being in the spot light , the center of attention . So she did what she does best, she ran away , started anew and built an empire for herself . Only she comes back , and learns that despite everything she's accomplished she is still her parents daughter . And so she's forced to marry the son of a rich , rich politician . But this isn't your average , ' arranged marriage turned accidental love ' story . Adarsha knows better than to day dream about stuff like that . No , her job is clear . Be a spy , dig up info on the prime Minister, be smart , be tactile . Help her father take down one of the most dangerous politicians india has ever had . Except , that's just it . She can't trust anyone , she knows better than that . And she has her own inhibitions about participating in such a reckless facade . But is it a facade ? Because she can't tell anymore . Xxxxxxx So... in a game of love , and duty , what will win ? Xxxxxx For fans of romances with more than just sweet moments, and swoon worthy scenes . For fans of mystery , investing and crime . ☆☆

Siya doesn't shout. She doesn't fight. She doesn't cry where anyone can see. She burns quietly. At seventeen trapped under a mother who never learn to grow up,a cousin who wants to ruin her and a world that loves to misunderstood girls like her,Siya moves through life unseen. But quiet does not mean weak. Behind her almond-black eyes is a storm. Behind every lip-bite is a scream. Behind every silence is a fire waiting to escape. And when one lie spreads through her family like poison,Siya must choose: Stay quiet _and be destroyed Or break the cage she was born in. A story about survival, strength and the girl no one excepted to rise..

This story is about-Bonds jo khoon ke nhi hai, par Khoon ke Rishton se kam bhi nhi hai. Ye Kahaani unn Rishton ki Ahmiyat Samjhane aayi hai, Jinke paas wo rishte toh hote hai par unse sambhale nhi jaate aur jinke paas nhi hote wo khud ko Sambhal nhi paate! Aaj me iss kahaani par kar rhi hu wo Sapne pure jo aap har roz dekhte ho, Agr unn sapno se aage badh chuke ho toh iss kahaani mai unn sapno ko Jeelijiye aur agar Koshish abhi bhi baaki hai unn sapno ke liye toh iss Kahaani ke sath Mehnat kijiye. Pyaar ki Ahmiyat sabse jyada sirf Pati Patni ke rishte mai nhi balki aur baaki Rishton mai bhi hoti hai jaise-Bhai Behen, Dosti aur Ankahaa Pyaar! kucch rishte jo Khoon ke hai aur kucch rishte jo Dil se bane hai. Dosti bhi bohot Pyaari hai agr Dostana Gehra ho aur iss kahaani pe unhi rishto ka matlab samjhane aayi hu me Yahan wo Sapne Pure honge jo aapne kabhi Dekhe the aur ab bhi Sayad aap Dekh rhe ho Wo Ankahaa Pyaar iss Zindagi ka Bojh nhi balki Zindagi ki Taakat Banega. Jaisa Pariwaar chaha waisa pariwaar milega aur usi pariwaar se waisa Pyaar milega. Me likh rhi hu unn Sapno ko jo Yaha Poore Honge unn Saaso ko jo Yahaan Saans lenge. Uss Pyaar ko jise Waqat bhi apna Waqat nikaal kar Waqat dega. Vaani Churaayegi Muqaddar se Alfaaz, Janmenge Yahaa Lafzon ki Kokh se Rishtey! Meri Rooh ki Zubaani, Likhungi Mein Ek Ankahi Kahaani Karungi "Sunya se Shuruaat- Ek Ankahee Dastaan" ki.

𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐡-𝐞-𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐪 ~ the path of love A journey into the deepest corners of the heart, where love is both a savior and a destroyer. It's the path that weaves through passion, longing, and the raw vulnerability of the soul. Each step taken is marked by sacrifice, each turn by heartache, and every moment lingers with the sweet agony of unspoken emotions.