"What the-!" I heard Eesha but couldn't see her, so I peeked from behind the wall to see her standing there with her mouth wide open.
"Those guys seem to be friends," she said in disbelief. I joined her to see the new guy's hand on the bad guy's shoulder, who was chuckling at something he said, shaking his head.
"Assholes," she muttered, and I nodded in agreement.
As we walked away, Eesha turned to me, shaking her head. "I can't believe it. They had me going with their macho drama."
"I know, right? What a pair of clowns. They should take their act to a circus," I laughed, finally feeling some of the tension release.
Eesha glanced at the stained fabric and sighed dramatically. "It smells like lemonade. Maybe It will wash off, who knows?" She said after a few sniffs.
"Yeah, and maybe next time, avoid any guys carrying drinks," I teased and we both laughed at the weird incident.
A chance encounter pulls a group of strangers into an unexpected friendship, each with their own guarded pasts and hidden desires. What begins as simple camaraderie evolves into a tangled web of emotional connections-where witty banter conceals deeper feelings, quiet gestures speak volumes, and unexpected moments create lasting bonds. As friendships deepen and boundaries blur, each person faces a journey of self-discovery, trust, and the fragile dance between vulnerability and affection. In the end, it's the connections they never planned on that might just shape their futures.
Join the lives of Inaya, Eesha, Anya, Zaid, Nial, Rayan, Nathan to witness the crowd favourites - enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, forced marriage, star-crossed lovers. Cliches, fun and entertainment are a guarantee.
#Book one of 'Power' series.
"Go with the peach one!" He signalled at my left hand as I stood infront of the mirror holding two lipsticks.
"Like the colour?" I asked scanning it.
"No! It tastes better" my eyes widened and I look at him through the mirror, a smirk plastered on his face as he winked at me!
~A blend of fun and tease~
"Kitni mohabbat karti hain aap mujhse?" I asked as she carefully bandaged my wounds.
"Kabhi aapko chahne se fursat mili to sochungi". Came her calm reply and I was left speechless as always.
~A tale of pure love~
"I don't sit at tables where they raise their voice above mine and you. You dare to do it everytime." I snarled and he smiled.
"My fiesty lioness". He whispered, "I dare you call me that!"
"And I love dares, Lioness". He grinned and I closed my eyes in frustration.
~If one is fury, the other is rage~
"SHE IS MINE. Touching her is something afar, every person who looks at her will never see the light again". I growled dangerously staring into his eyes, my anger palpable.
"No one dares to touch what's mine, and you've touched MY MAN. Do you expect me to smile at you? Nah! Darling. I'll make sure that these filthy hands never touch Him again". I gritted my teeth leaving her wrist with a jerk.
~Where madly obsession exists~
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Hug me so tight that all of my broken pieces will fall into place!
My demons kneel in front of you!
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Tune in to know! What happens when Ahad Qureshi meets Inaya Khan?
Their unexpected forced marriage!
Two people with immense power and hidden unhealed scars.
Will they overcome their fears and fall for each other?
Will their Love bloom or cease as a mere ruthless obsession?
Where who fell first and who fell harder doesn't matter!
All that matters is, THEY BELONG TO EACH OTHER.
Join this marvellous journey, and tune in to know what happens?
When fury meets rage!
When Fire meets Ice!
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