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Ibadat

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Reads 83
Votes 10
Parts 9
Time 36m

*"Lahore, before independence-
A city burning under British chains, yet dreaming of freedom.

Ibadat grew up in the shadow of her father, a rebel-poet whose verses were sharper than swords. His poetry gave courage to the people, but when the British realized his words could spark a revolution, they silenced him forever.

Now, with nothing left but his blood-stained diary, Ibadat must rise.
In a world that never listens to women, will her voice become the fire her father once lit?
Or will her verses be crushed before they can ignite the storm of freedom?

A tale of courage, sacrifice, and poetry that defies empires.
Because sometimes... words are the greatest weapons."*





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Forget Me Not by EtherealHrshi

In the heart of British-ruled India, where the monsoon winds carried whispers of rebellion and the air was thick with the mingled scent of jasmine and gunpowder, a story was waiting to unfold-one that defied the rigid boundaries of empire, status, and destiny. Amid the cobbled streets and lush estates of jaipur, young Mira, barely eighteen, served as a housemaid in the grand home of Captain Edward Sinclair. Born into a family marked by hardship and resilience, mira carried the quiet strength of her ancestors in her dark eyes and moved with a grace that belied the harshness of her life. To the British officers and their families, she was invisible-just another native servant, a silent witness to the grandeur and the brutality of colonial rule. But to Edward Sinclair, an enigmatic and conflicted officer haunted by his own transgressions, she was an unexpected mirror to his conscience and a source of uncharted emotions. Bound by duty but restless in spirit, Edward bore the weight of secrets that had turned him into a pariah among his own kind, and it was in Anjali's presence that the sharp edges of his guilt began to blur. Their worlds were as different as the scorching sun and the cool, hidden streams of the Indian forest, yet fate conspired to weave them together. In the simmering tensions of an India yearning for freedom, their connection would challenge not just the chains of colonial power but the very notions of love, loyalty, and betrayal. This is a tale of forbidden passions and unspoken truths, where loyalty is tested, and hearts become captives of an era that sought to suppress them. As the empire's shadows lengthen and choices become as perilous as they are inevitable, Mira and Edward must decide if their bond will survive the fires of division-or be consumed by them.

Raaz-E-Mohobbat: Crimson Threads by Angelic_soul27

Her heart yearned for freedom , but the man she loved was himself a prison . In a land of ancient traditions, their love was a rebellion! . . "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠" said he . "The price of love is high but the price of betrayal is even higher ,minaz" she replied. . . 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥 × 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫

Mohabbatein:A tale of love and betrayal by aairaverse

a tales of betrayal Three brothers with their own troubled past and their heart made of stoned vowed never to fall in love ever in their lifetime falls for the girls who vowed to get revenge on them? . . . "Please don't hurt my daughter " her father said to him while giving her hand to him on their marriage "She rules my dark world I will burn myself alive if a single tears escape from her eyes because of me" "you are stiched to my soul etched in my heart and woven in my every prayer you are my goddess lioness I will protect you till my last breath the last beat of this heart will still be for you lioness" he said while kneeling down to her and kissing her feet ________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Please I I n.eed y-you sha-shaswat please don't reject me please desire me" she said in stuttering voice while clinging to his arm shamelessly "Princess if I once start there is no going back once I have you you will be mine forever I will never let you go again ever" he whispered in her ear his hot breath mingling with her "I am ready to be yours forever shaswat please " as soon as that words left her mouth he crushed his lips on her eating her lips brutally "Alright you asked for that princess" he said while lowering her dress strap ________________________________________________________________________________________________ "I hate you forever agastya i hate you" she said to him while snatching the gun from him and pointing at his forehead but frowned when she doesn't see a fear in his eyes "Hurt me as much as you want kill me angel it's the best thing you will ever do but please angel don't leave the worst kind of pain you will ever give me is your absence from my life i will die angel if you are not present in my life" ________________________________________________________________________________________________

Kambakht Ishq: Damn This Love by Azim_Hayat

"Kash ke hum mile na hote. Shayad, humein dard na hota aur aapko aziyat." - (I wish we wouldn't have met, perhaps I wouldn't have been in pain and you wouldn't have been suffering.) "Aapke ishq mein har saza qabool hain humein, aur aap aziyat ki baat karti'n hain." - (I can accept every punishment in your love, and you're concerned about suffering.) •••••••••••••••••••••• It's not the story of two people or their love in between, rather it's the tale of their love stuck in between a tempest they couldn't avoid. Azaan Fahad Rahman, the man so regal from outside that his presence trembles the room and demands the attention undivided. Yet she was different. However, he wasn't just the man clad in power and authority because he was also the man who wears his heart on his sleeve and carries the kindness as if it's his soul. On the other hand, Isra Yasir Khan, the woman clad in soft colour and promises. The one who forces men to turn their heads, and questions their sanity. However, he wasn't one of them. She wasn't just soft and delicate because she was also strong and determined. She wasn't unbreakable, but she allowed those to break her who meant something. However what would happen if he'd meet her? What will happen if his kindness will be questioned and her permission will be revoked? Will their love thrive amidst the tempest or drown in the depth, lost within the tales unsaid? @Azim_hayat

The Veil Of The Lost Princess by author_sia_

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴄᴀʀ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴅɪꜱᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴏꜱᴜʀᴇ. ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ ʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏꜱꜱ. ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ . ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ. ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ʏᴇᴛ ᴜɴʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴀʙʟᴇ, ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜰᴜʟ, ᴀ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴍ ɪᴛ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇɴɪɴɢ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ. ʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʟᴏɢɪᴄ. ꜱʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀꜱᴋ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢʀᴏᴡ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ; ᴛʜᴇʏ ɪɢɴɪᴛᴇ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟɪɢɴ,ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴛɪʀꜱ. ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴇᴀꜱʏ-ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ.ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟɪꜱɪᴏɴ-ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴀɪᴛʜ, ʟᴏɢɪᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ .

AJNABI RAASTE by _EchoesOfInk

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Kashvini: "A Rose on the Path of Fire" by _silverglohss_26

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