HEIRS OF THE CRESCENT

HEIRS OF THE CRESCENT

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**REPRESSED SECRETS SERIES #4** --- "He was the product of politics-sharp, silent, and shaped by legacy. She was the truth wrapped in grace, never meant to belong in his world. But some stories begin where secrets end, and when Allah wills, even the impossible finds its way." --------- He walks the path of power. She walks the path of truth. But their destinies were written by the same pen. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is weakness, can two hearts bound by secrets ever find peace in what Allah has destined? Where Azaar commands with power, Zaira moves with purpose. Where he hides behind control, she finds strength in surrendering to the will of Allah. Two live Two legacy And the secret which changed everything .............
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Alizey Ahmed. An innocent, and to others, boring accountant often made to be the scapegoat in her family. Fawad Raza. A blunt, indifferent mechanic who is shunned by society for being the dark bad boy that he is. Fawad needs to settle down in order to get money promised to him by his father's will. Alizey needs to escape marrying a total nightmare. What happens when the odd pair gets tied up in a marriage of convenience? Will Fawad continue to fight his growing feelings for Alizey once she learns and even accepts his secret, or will their marriage fall through? 🎶"Koi raat ka tara karta ho ujala, waise hi roshan kare woh sheher. Dard mere woh bhula hi gaya, kuch aisa asar hua. Jeena mujhe phir se woh seekha raha. Jaise baarish karde tarr ya marham dard par, koi mujhko yun mila hai jaise banjaare ko ghar. (Like an illuminating night star, she lights up the city. I forgot my pain, such was her effect. She's teaching me how to live again. Like how rain makes things fertile or how ointment is to a wound, I have found someone like how it is for a nomad to find a home.)"🎶 - Banjaara | Mithoon | Mohammed Irfan *Note: While the characters in this story are Muslim and there is no mature content, the characters are not particularly intended to be examples for upholding religious values.

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