Matawazzi: A parallel world, A secret of Indus Valley

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Never would any medical student believe that things beside the domain of books held any importance...so was Ahmer   ...Yet destiny took him to a rollercoster experience in between the worlds.All Rights Reserved

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I was not a studious girl when I was forced into medical field because of my father who always expected the best from me. I didn't realize becoming doctor became so dear to me that it turned into a passion instead of a escape from my broken family and that's when I saw him again.. He made my heart beat a little faster but broke it just as everyone did and left me 5 years ago without any warning and stormed back in my life without one too. It was decided that i won't let him ruin me again but chip by chip the walls of my heart fell away seeing his efforts and that Infuritaingly handsome face. Should I let him in my life giving him a chance to prove himself? Or stick to the stereotype of "all men are same"? " I loved you" She whispers, the hand I'm holding cold against my skin. I stroke the skin with my thumb once, trying to get her eyes on me and then she looks at me. Hurt eyes look at me and in that moment I wanted her to look away because of the hurt evident in her eyes. After 4 years, seven days and something hours, she finally looked at me. "I know." I whisper back. "You still left me alone to fend for myself." My grip tightens on her hand. "I know. But I want to make things right. Do you think you can give me one chance?. " Ps: this story is of Isha mehra, sister of ishan, the main lead of my previous story, the setting of both the books is completely different and they are not interconnected. But if you want to have a better sense of characters that might be same as the previous book, you should read that first and then continue with this. But it can also be read as a standalone. Thank you for reading till here. Happy reading<3

"Allah guides whom He wills to the straight path." (Al Baqarah | 213) Aasiya is the girl who has it all. At least that's what everyone tells her. So, why can't she escape this emptiness inside her; that's slowly eating her away? Moving back to Pakistan for her medical degree was the answer she sought, but her life turns upside down, when she is forced into an unwanted alliance. Can Aasiya untangle the knots of her heart, as she journeys through life, whilst battling with herself? Will a happy ending await her, with the one she desires? Or truth will break her and cause her to fall apart? *RATE ON GOODREADS*

Tere Bin : SS : Bicharna bhi zaroori tha by aimifatima

This story is about the continuity of the scene where murtasim left meerub at karachi ...

✨𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒂𝒒𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚.✨ Taqdeer a term which means fate. Fate is written a long time ago. There is a myth that says your partner name was written alongside you when the sky was created and hence they became your fate your destiny. Beware Destiny is the beholder of everything! Destiny plays the game all time, this time it played it's game, Unfazed and proud Ansari. They are the mysterious and powerful tycoons of Bangladesh, a country that is ruled by many powers. Setting their throne in London once the proud Ansari's world crumbled by their presence, Their world was all dark and they were the light of them, ✧•✧ Huriya: Let's part our ways Azlan, We are not meant for together, Azlan: You are mine jaan and even death needs to take our life together so forget the parting! Yusra: We can't be together why don't you understand? Azriel: We are and always be together! Get that on your head birdie. Bismah: Will they accept us? Zayan: I accept you and you accept me that's all matters Amore. Alishba: I am not obliged by you to listen your commands! Daiyan: Say that again and I will see how long your mouth can run kitten! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Eight soul intertwined together in the whirlpool of destiny they were brought by destiny, Will destiny play it's game this time or the Ansari will get their love, obsession and possession? This is the game of destiny, this is the game of Love. This is the play of TAQDEER♡

A Ziddi Dil Maane Na Fanfiction *************** "Naive, Fragile, Vulnerable. That's what the world thought her to be. And so did I. Rani Sahiba, I called her, not out of love but mockingly, assuming her to be a princess surrounded by every comfort and luxury imaginable. But they were wrong. And so was I. Misjudged her, I did, thinking that she was a doll made of glass and porcelain, raised in luxury and comfort. Unbeknownst to the fighter within. But now, I know. Each time life threw something her way, she gave it back with full force, sometimes vocal, sometimes silent. There is a warrior hiding inside this doctor or perhaps it's the opposite. All I know is, that they are both parts of her. As are there many other versions and corners of her. She knows how to fight just as well, as she knows how to heal. And if the world cannot see that, it's their fault, not hers." -Special Agent Karan Shergill, Head Trainer, Parakram SAF. "They called him ulti khopadi, heartless and what not. And I did too, assuming him to be Khadoos, misunderstanding him. But then they saw his soft side and deduced him to be a nariyal, coconut. A strict outer covering protecting the softness inside. But I know he is neither. He is tough, strict, harsh even but that is not some defense mechanism. That's a part of him. He was raised like that and he is like that. And there's nothing wrong with it. And as for the gentleness in his heart, what they don't know is that there's a sea of pain inside him that he carries, which sometimes erupts like a tsunami and sometimes flows dully like a thorn in his side. But it always remains there and always will. No, it can't be emptied like a volcano erupts, everything out at once. And I respect that he's at least trying to navigate through it." -Doctor Monami Mahajan, Secret Agent Tsunami ************ Note- I do not own any of these characters. They all belong to Sony Sab or the show. I possess nothing but the plot.

A tale of forbidden love, marked with passion and possessiveness, heartbreak and misunderstandings, burning desire and tantalizing friction, but above all its characterized by a lifelong commitment, wholesome loyalty and endless love of a man for his woman - and vice versa. Shahmir Adam is an outlier in the Adam family dynamics. Instead of participating in the bloodshed and power politics that his family was part of, he aimed to become a professional racer, given his passion for biking. Unfortunately, he is sucked into this vortex of power politics and is made to deal with the unwanted aspects of political chaos. Amidst this mayhem, Shahmir finds himself face to face with Ana, his counterpart rival, the heiress to the Nawab family. Ana Dilawaiz, the only daughter of the Nawab clan, is a loner with a vulnerable heart and a tough exterior. Her mother had died when she was a little girl while her father didn't have any time or affection for her as he was too busy marrying one woman after another and fighting with the Adams for the control of his ancestral land. Her aim to become a doctor suffered a severe blow when war broke down unexpectedly between the two clans due to which she missed her flight and was unable to join her university. Ana had no choice but to take over the control of her ancestral land where she had to deal with gender politics, hostile subordinates, not to mention her father's constant intrusion in her management of affairs. In the middle of it all, her paths cross with Shahmir Adam, the man who's her staunch adversary, the younger son of her father's age-old enemy.

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Aastha: His Ruthless Obsession by author_daisy

BOOK TWO OF DARK SERIES "Jo karta hun puri shiddat se karta hun, abb chahe woh nafrat hi sahi. Aur uss nafrat ki hadd junoon mein badal gayi. Tumhe paane ka junoon". ~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•° Reyansh Rai Singhania, 28 years old, a billionaire and King of his own business Empire. Cunning, notorious and loves to play dirty games to trap his prey. But behind the facade of cruel bastard resides a broken man who was despised by his own family, who left him at his worst, he is all alone in need of a companion. Aastha Rajput, 26 years old, a doctor thriving to reach heights of success. She's kind to those who deserves and has potential to show right place to the jerks. Her 'go and fuck off' attitude indeed keeps them far away from her. She's getting engaged to her old school crush unaware of the upcoming storm. When fate plays, it plays hard, it will throw you in the games that were never meant to be yours. "You let him touch you, my minx, do you know what I do to them who touch my property? His words were dangerously calm, an invitation of death. "He's my fiance, for god's sake, he has all rights over me w----- "Never.ever.repeat.that. or I might fvck you right in front of him, and no one can stop me". He uttered grinding his teeth. It's true though, he is capable of crossing all boundaries, what he said is probably easiest for him. "I'm not your property". I spat back, knowing very well, it ignited his rage. "Ohh really, my minx . He stepped forward, his eyes darker than earlier. "keep that in mind, you're mine to ruin, mine to claim and mine to break". I don't want to accept but that's true, the leash of my life is in his hands.... It's him and me, end of the story, even if he's the villain. "Just like I save people, I can kill too. Get lost before I rip your limbs out". Plagiarism is highly prohibited 🚫

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In the third year of her doctorate degree, right before her Gynea exam, Mashal is abducted. The long buried family secrets unfold, rendering Mashal dumbstruck, heartbroken, and horrified. She would never have expected to become a bait of some game of vengeance, nobody does. But what hurt her the most was the fact that the events of her past as she had remembered, wasn't how they had unfolded. Sometimes, people closest to you are the villians in someone else's story.

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I was not a studious girl when I was forced into medical field because of my father who always expected the best from me. I didn't realize becoming doctor became so dear to me that it turned into a passion instead of a escape from my broken family and that's when I saw him again.. He made my heart beat a little faster but broke it just as everyone did and left me 5 years ago without any warning and stormed back in my life without one too. It was decided that i won't let him ruin me again but chip by chip the walls of my heart fell away seeing his efforts and that Infuritaingly handsome face. Should I let him in my life giving him a chance to prove himself? Or stick to the stereotype of "all men are same"? " I loved you" She whispers, the hand I'm holding cold against my skin. I stroke the skin with my thumb once, trying to get her eyes on me and then she looks at me. Hurt eyes look at me and in that moment I wanted her to look away because of the hurt evident in her eyes. After 4 years, seven days and something hours, she finally looked at me. "I know." I whisper back. "You still left me alone to fend for myself." My grip tightens on her hand. "I know. But I want to make things right. Do you think you can give me one chance?. " Ps: this story is of Isha mehra, sister of ishan, the main lead of my previous story, the setting of both the books is completely different and they are not interconnected. But if you want to have a better sense of characters that might be same as the previous book, you should read that first and then continue with this. But it can also be read as a standalone. Thank you for reading till here. Happy reading<3

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