Pakistan storie

In the heart of Lahore, under the grand roof of the Lodhi Haveli, two cousins from the same family walk a path neither expected - one fueled by pride, the other by unspoken emotions. Yahya Khanzada, 28, is a respected ASP and the embodiment of discipline, control, and authority. Known for his commanding aura, even elders of the family bend to his will. To him, life is logic, honor, and order - there is no room for drama, childishness, or impulsive emotions. Zimal Lodhi, 18, is everything Yahya dislikes - loud, dramatic, chubby, and impulsive. Yet beneath her childish exterior lies a fierce heart, unafraid to dream, to feel, and to challenge the world... even Yahya. Their worlds collide when circumstances force them into a marriage neither wants. A wedding born out of family duty, revenge, and unexpected twists binds them together - the cold, commanding man and the fiery, emotional girl. Hate, resentment, and misunderstandings fuel their initial days, yet as their lives intertwine, each begins to see the other beyond first impressions. From heated arguments to silent tensions, from mutual annoyance to reluctant respect, the two discover that love can be found even where hearts once feared it could never exist. Ana wa Anta is a story of pride, passion, and the slow-burning transformation of two opposites, testing the boundaries of family, honor, and the heart itself.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

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✨️Mah-e-Noor: Between Love and Loneliness✨️ She was once the princess of the Malik family-spoilt, rebellious, and fearless. Hemayal Mah-e-Noor Malik grew up in a world where limits didn't exist, where tantrums were forgiven, and mistakes were hidden. But one argument, one careless decision, and everything she knew shattered. At fifteen, she was sent away to boarding school, abandoned by the family she loved, misunderstood by the people who mattered most. Now, four years later, Hemayal is called back home. Her grandmother misses her. Her siblings fear she hasn't changed. The cousins whisper, and the house that once adored her waits for the chaos she once brought. But Hemayal is not the same girl who left. The years away have taught her lessons she never wanted to learn. The girl who once demanded the world has almost lost herself-and now she must face the family she left behind. Will they see the change in her, or will the past always define her? A story of mistakes, loss, and the painful journey of growing up... of becoming someone you never thought you could.

The girls, who are afraid or haunted by their past. Who wants to achieve everything and prove this world wrong that girls can't do anything. They will do everything to find themselves and not get manipulated. All those men who don't listen to this society and support their women, who truly know the meaning of love. The boys, who were once criticised for being emotional and forced to slash their heart. The girls, who endured this society's harsh words but still decided to stand tall and shut their mouths off. They may not be perfect, but together, they create a world where, if someone visits, they would feel beloved and cherished. Tropes: Age gap Professor x Student CEO x Doctor Cousin marrige Forced marriage Arrange marriage Love at first sight Story Rankings "Unexpected Theory" #4 pakistan: out of 105K stories.

She grew up hearing one thing only- "He is your husband. Serve him. Respect him." At just seventeen, Ayat Raees is the fragile flower of the haveli, too innocent to understand love, yet bound by a nikah that was written in her childhood. And then there's him- Wali Raees. Thirty years old. Cold. Untouchable. The man who carries the entire Raees legacy on his shoulders. To the world, he is ruthless and dominant. To her, he is a stranger who makes her heart race with both fear and longing. He never asked for her. Yet he will never let her go. Because in his world, Ayat has always been his-by name, by blood, by fate. But when innocence collides with dominance, when fear begins to twist into forbidden desire... will the fragile bride survive the storm of the man called Wali Raees?

Ayzel Khan was never the obedient kind- chubby, loud, childish by choice, sharp-tongued by nature, living life between laughter, chaos, and unfinished textbooks. Marriage was the last thing on her list... especially with him. Captain Zarrar Khan lived by rules- discipline in his veins, silence in his authority, control in every breath he took. Love was a distraction. Marriage was a responsibility. And Ayzel? She was everything he despised and couldn't ignore. When elders decide their nikah on Eid, consent becomes optional and fate turns cruel. Bound by blood, forced by tradition, and trapped under one name, they enter a marriage neither of them wants. "I didn't marry you because I love you, Ayzel. But now I'm your husband and once something is mine- I don't let it be taken." "You can cage my name, Captain... but if you think you own my soul, you'll have to destroy me first." But hatred has a dangerous habit. It blurs lines. It steals breaths. And sometimes... it turns into something far more terrifying than love.

𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗗𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗿-𝗲-𝗗𝗶𝗹~ 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 Iztiraar-e-Dil Completed Soz-e-Dil Completed Fareib-e-Dil Upcoming Read the contents for more details. Pictures and some quotes DO NOT belong to me and the copyright goes to the original people.

She was only six when her fate was sealed with his name. Thirteen years later, when Dua returns from abroad, everyone expects a westernized, rebellious girl. Instead, they find a soft, cultured young woman whose beauty and grace leave whispers of envy trailing in her wake. She is no longer the timid child everyone remembers, but a breathtaking young woman draped in grace and quiet strength. The entire haveli whispers about her beauty. Some admire. Some envy. But only one man burns with an obsession he can't control-her husband by nikkah, Taimoor Arsalan Shah. Cold. Powerful. Feared by many. Taimoor never wanted a wife chosen for him. Never wanted the childhood nikkah that tied him to her. Years later, he has built a life of authority, discipline, and unyielding pride. But when Dua walks back into his haveli, draped in innocence and quiet strength, he is struck with a possessiveness he never thought himself capable of. Her lowered lashes and trembling lips make him realize that the girl he once ignored is now the only woman capable of undoing him. She wants freedom. He wants her surrender. And in a world bound by family honor, secrets, and desire- love was never supposed to feel this dangerous.The girl he once rejected is now the woman he cannot let go of-even if it means breaking her heart to claim it. "You were mine before you even knew what marriage meant, Dua. And now... you'll know exactly what it means to belong to me."

Aimen Khan a bubbly girl with an ambition of living the life to the fullest. she loves her family to the core. But what happens when an incident changes her personality and becomes a different person . Rayyan Khan a reserved person, who also loves his family but doesn't know to express it. Cousin of Aimen . There is not much of him to say but is a joyful person once you get to know him. join the journey of these two how they life get intervene together and how life put them together after an incident occurs.

Short story collection. Three stories. Woh ek Raat (Zarrar x Alina)✔️ "Woh ek raat jis mein sab ko kho kar mein ne tumhe paya" Dil pe Dastak (Haider x Muskan)✔️ "Mohabbat ne di dil pe dastak" MeharMah (Izaan x Amira)✔️ "Mein Mehar uska woh Mah meri" Little to no drama just love. Dialogues are translated into english.

"Love is a journey, but when destiny takes the wheel, it often leads to a destination unknown.".

Short story collection. Three stories. Hona tha Pyaar (Mahir x Maheen)✔️ "Hona tha pyaar hua mere yaar" Ishq ka Safar (Shahwez x Alisha)✔️ "Yeh Ishq ka Safar hai suhana" Mile jab Hum Tum (Shayan x Ziva)✔️ "Woh din Mile jab hum tum" No drama just love. Dialogues are translated into English.

For Rania, studying in Turkey is more than an education. It is distance, breath, and the freedom to exist quietly. Shy and reserved, she keeps her world small, finding safety in routine, prayer, and silence. When she becomes part of a group of friends who accept her without judgment, life slowly softens. Among them is Danish,someone whose simply present in a way that feels steady rather than overwhelming. He notices the things others miss,when she lingers at the back of the group, when she listens more than she speaks, when silence is her way of staying. He never asks her to be more than she is. Their connection grows slowly, built on shared spaces and unspoken understanding. There are no long conversations or grand moments, only quiet companionship, respectful distance, and the comfort of being seen without explanation. But while Rania is learning how to exist freely again, she carries a past she has never named aloud. And some pasts are carried, not spoken. And as Rania begins to feel something she once believed was no longer meant for her, she is faced with a choice, To keep protecting her heart, or to trust it just once more. "Falling in love again, but this time on her own terms.."

"They say home is a place, but for Hala, home was always a person." Growing up in the suffocating shadows of the Raees household, Hala was never more than an unwanted guest-mistreated, silenced, and broken by the very people who should have loved her. Her only light in the darkness was Hamza. What started as a boy's instinct to protect a crying girl grew into something much deeper. While the rest of the world looked at Hala with contempt, Hamza looked at her with a devotion that spanned years. He saw every bruise, heard every unspoken sob, and made a silent vow to be her shield. But as they grow older, the walls of the mansion close in. With a family determined to destroy her spirit, can Hamza pull Hala out of the wreckage before she loses herself completely? A story of healing, resilience, and a love that began long before it was ever spoken.

Babar Azam had always dreamed of cricket glory, but even in dusty streets and worn-out bats, his heart belonged to Ayla Hafsa. From the first moment he saw her, her quiet intelligence and gentle kindness captivated him. Ayla admired Babar's focus and determination, giving him her small savings for a bat, never knowing their bond would grow into a silent, unspoken love. By the time they grew older, the world knew Babar Azam. But Ayla Hafsa knew the boy before the fame-the dreams, the dust, the silence. They stood in two different worlds now: one beneath stadium lights, the other watching quietly from the shadows. Love stayed unspoken. Time refused to pause. And some distances aren't measured in miles... but in fear. Can two people bound by fate yet divided by distance ever truly meet? Or will their worlds remain parallel-close, but never touching?

Story unfolding down the streets of Multan. With houses a street away and hearts?... a beat away. As life gives a challenge to Hunain Azlan to rethink the choices he had been making all his life. Yashfa Kian, the challenge herself seems to be the perfect blend of fascination and indiffernce. Caught up in her own whirlwind. Trying to clear her path as she proceeded through life gracefuly ,with hints of chaos as she passed her perfect cheshire smile. The smile that made Hunain pissed of. But now the things have changed. After years when they crossed paths. ______ Dive in to know more about them. Hope you enjoy it. I welcome you all by opening the little window through my damn cute ,little, innovative brain. With characters making more chaos than an earthquake ever could.

When Inaya is cornered into an arranged marriage with Faris Saeed - the golden boy who returned from America - she's furious. He's everything she resents: successful, calm, and living the dream life she never got to chase. But when she finds herself moving to California with her new husband, Inaya's story takes a turn she never saw coming. Between tech-world dinner parties, homesick nights, and quiet mornings that feel strangely warm, she rediscovers her voice, her passion for teaching - and maybe, the man she once begrudged. A slow-burn romcom about identity, ambition, and finding home in unexpected places.

'I hate women' 'Then why did you marry me?' 'Just to ruin you'

"Kabhi kabhi zindagi humein aise mod par laa khada karti hai, jahan ek pal kisi ajnabi ka... poori zindagi mein ghul jaata hai." (Sometimes, life brings us to a crossroads... where a single moment with a stranger becomes entwined with our entire existence.) He was just eight years old, a boy from Lahore with the world at his feet. She was six or seven, visiting Pakistan from Germany for the first time-curious eyes, a shy smile, her braids swinging as she ran across the lawns of Minar-e-Pakistan. They met by accident. But those two hours they spent laughing, playing, forgetting the world- -were enough for Salar Sikandar to remember her forever. He never saw her again. All he had was a faded Polaroid photo, taken just before she left. Twelve years passed. Twelve years of searching, hoping, praying. And then, finally-he found her. In a quiet Bavarian town, in a small apartment building where the scent of fresh bread floated from the bakery where she worked, where her name was still the same: Maryam. She wore a hijab now. Her eyes were the same-still kind, still faraway. She didn't remember him. But he had never forgotten her. So he moved into the apartment next door. Not to force his way into her life. Just to be close. Just in case... Kabhi jo nazar milay... This is not just a love story. It's a story of destiny, silence, longing, and fate. The kind of love that doesn't need words. The kind of love that waits. Started: 02.07.2025 ⚠️I don't own the picture in the book cover I got it from Pinterest and I just edited it.