Ashes of His Ruin
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Last published Wed, Jun 24, 2026
She had three names.
None of them were ever meant to coexist.
Aarna Kapoor was the face the world adored.
Nayab was the ghost sent to hunt a truth buried in blood.
Ayla Mirza was the silence left behind after everything was burned.
She was not searching for love. Only answers.
But every answer leads back to a man the world fears calling Sher Baloch...
and a husband who smiles like salvation and writes lies like fate.
In a world where every name is a mask...
some truths were never meant to be found.
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"STRIP" Her face paled. She thought she misheard him, so she waited for him to repeat. But he took predatory steps towards her instead. His strides were long, he looked worse than a wild animal, ready to pounce on his prey. "Maine kaha ye kapde apne shareer se utaro." ["I said, take those clothes off."] He roared and in the next stride he held the veil of her saree, pulling it harshly off her body. Tears sprung to her eyes as she shook her head, and gripped the piece of cloth, concealing her dignity. "Please..." She pleaded, choking on a sob, but the more she resisted, the more force he applied. In no time she was stripped of her saree which lay at her feet now and she stood there in her underskirt and blouse, covering herself with her arms, which didn't do much to hide. Crying hysterically, she took steps back, her eyes still staring at the saree which seemed to be her shield a moment ago. But before she could take any more steps, he grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall with force. He made her look up at him, her eyes teary fearful, while his cold, emotionless. "Ye raat abhi khatam nahi hui hai, abhi toh is chand pe grahan lagna baaki hai..." ["This night is far from over. An eclipse is yet to fall upon this moon."] He snarled and in the next moment, he pulled the strings of her underskirt and tore the buttons of her blouse, now nothing was there to shield her from the monster who was also her husband.
Dear Mr. Kapoor
Ishita Mehra joins Asterion Group, one of the most powerful corporate empires in the country. But fate has a cruel sense of timing. Because the chairman of Asterion Group is Viraj Kapoor. The man she once loved. The man she abandoned. Ishita tells everyone that she left him for her career. That it was the right choice. That the past is over. But deep down, the truth is more complicated than that. Because some feelings don't end. They only turn into silence, regret, and unfinished pain. Now Viraj is unrecognizable. Gone is the soft, laughing boy who wore his heart openly. In his place stands a man carved from power and silence cold, precise, and dangerously unreadable. A man who built an empire out of control after she left. Now they are forced to work in the same company, under the same roof, where every meeting feels like a battle and every glance carries history. Old wounds open again. Words remain unspoken. And the space between them is filled with anger, attraction, and everything they try to deny. Pulled into his world of power, secrets, and unspoken anger, Ishita finds herself losing control of everything she worked so hard to protect. Because beneath the tension, beneath the bitterness, something still burns. Darker. Deeper. More dangerous than before. This isn't the kind of love that heals. It's the kind that consumes. In a world of power, ambition, and control, love doesn't die easily, it turns darker, sharper, and far more dangerous than before. ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ How did you like the blurb? Are you excited for their journey?
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗢𝗕𝗦𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡 | 𝟭𝟴+
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YOURS BY MISTAKE
THE BILLIONAIRE'S MARRIAGE SERIES #Book 2 :- YOURS BY FATE- THE BILLIONAIRE'S POSSESION' {ongoing} My Husband My mistake He was my mistake or more like I was his mistake which he was trying to cover up by taking this drastic step He ruined me he made me a sinner in front of my Allah I can never forgive him for doing this with me But how can I even stay in a nikkah with him after all this how will I face my Allah on the day of akhirat Ya Allah help me...!! I am just his by mistake then why I have to suffer in all this My wife My dignity I did a sin by touching a pure soul like her and I am very much ashamed of it and I am willing to repent my mistakes I am willing to take her responsibility and make her dignity mine she would be my wife and no one can disrespect her not when I am with her I don't know how will I stay in a marriage with her with these religions barrier But ik if I don't take her responsibility I can never forgive myself for doing this I hope everything goes right Bhagwan hai mere sath tou mujhe koi dar nhi Even if she is mine by mistake I will never make her feel that because her dignity is now mine
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TOO CLOSE TO RESIST
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"STRIP" Her face paled. She thought she misheard him, so she waited for him to repeat. But he took predatory steps towards her instead. His strides were long, he looked worse than a wild animal, ready to pounce on his prey. "Maine kaha ye kapde apne shareer se utaro." ["I said, take those clothes off."] He roared and in the next stride he held the veil of her saree, pulling it harshly off her body. Tears sprung to her eyes as she shook her head, and gripped the piece of cloth, concealing her dignity. "Please..." She pleaded, choking on a sob, but the more she resisted, the more force he applied. In no time she was stripped of her saree which lay at her feet now and she stood there in her underskirt and blouse, covering herself with her arms, which didn't do much to hide. Crying hysterically, she took steps back, her eyes still staring at the saree which seemed to be her shield a moment ago. But before she could take any more steps, he grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall with force. He made her look up at him, her eyes teary fearful, while his cold, emotionless. "Ye raat abhi khatam nahi hui hai, abhi toh is chand pe grahan lagna baaki hai..." ["This night is far from over. An eclipse is yet to fall upon this moon."] He snarled and in the next moment, he pulled the strings of her underskirt and tore the buttons of her blouse, now nothing was there to shield her from the monster who was also her husband.
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