Urdu Stories

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.

A few love stories from me to you.

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Gumshuda Andaaz - Between Two Selves She lives two lives within the same body. One that belongs to the day... and one that only comes alive at night. Two names. Two identities. Two selves the world was never meant to see together. Nayeem fell in love with the version of her he knew - the one who smiled easily, the one who felt familiar. But when her other self steps into his life, love turns into confusion, and trust begins to crack. Can you love someone without knowing all of them? And what happens when the truth doesn't change who she is... but changes who you loved? A slow-burn romance woven with mystery, identity, and emotional depth. 🔖 Important Note 📌 This story is written in Roman Urdu. 🔎 Details Genre: Romance | Psychological | Slow Burn Language: Roman Urdu Status: Ongoing

WINNER OF READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 (Historical Fiction) Stone hearts. Silver to gold. And the fierce need to prove oneself. [THIS STORY IS PENDING MAJOR EDITS TO CHARACTERS AND PLOTS]. Sequel: Silver Skies Highest ranks: #1 in Arabia || #3 in History || #51 in Assassin || #90 in Spiritual

Ye ek aisi ladki ki kahani hai jo apne gharwalon ko na kehna nahi jaanti, magar apne khwaabon ko adhoora chhodna bhi nahi ✍️🖤 Uski khamoshi me tahzeeb hai, aur uske khwaabon me baghawat 🌑✨

Have you ever played Jenga? A single wrong move and the whole tower collapses. That was what Aliya's and her family's life had become. Aliya had no part to play in the mistake that shook her family and her life. Will Aliya be able to regain her trust in people and most importantly, her religion? --------------------- The cold breeze blew on my face. I could smell the familiar scent of roses. I smiled and opened my eyes. Nadia, my mother sat across me, a smile plastered on her face; that's where the fragrance came from. Following her gaze, I saw both my sisters, Aida and Abeer, splashing water on each other at the shore of the beach. I walked down to the beach, my sisters were still in the water, laughing, giggling and playing with each other. I took a few shots of the seashells and the algae at the shore, waiting for the sunset. I could see my parents, working together to pack up the picnic we had set up, both of their actions complimenting each other perfectly. They understood each other without even talking. That always amazed me. And well, a lot of other people too. As we walked down the beach, to the car park, I noticed my father moving in the opposite direction. I did not call after him. I noticed something sparkle, that's probably what he was going after. My mother noticed him later, she called after him, but he wouldn't listen. He slightly turned his head, but ignored us. He reached the sparkling stone, and held it in his hands. We tried to run over to him, but it was too late. A fence with dead black roses formed in front of us, around him. He was trapped. He tried coming back to us, but he couldn't resist the sparkle. Soon the beautiful sparkling stone he was holding, started turning into a deep black coal, which stained his hands black as well. All I could do was stand and look. I tried to reach out to him, but I couldn't. Soon, smaller pieces of coal attacked him, and he was turned to dust.

. . . . . . . . . . HAIDER SHAH AGE: 29 Police officer, heartless, dominating, controlling, anger issues. MAHEEN AHMED AGE: 20 College girl, naram dil, masoom, darpok and emotional. -------- MAHEEN AHMED × HAIDER SHAH BEAUTY × BEAST . . . . . . . . . . Author: @Velvet_Script

story of six friends who are living their lives to the extent , enjoying its every moments and never leaving a chance to create some memories after reading this book you will always want to have some friends like them...... Originally written by : Mahira zainab Khan Language : Urdu Translated into : roman urdu

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- Where paths cross unexpectedly Life wouldn't be so fun if everything in it went according to plan. Set in Multan, this story takes you on the journey of 6 people who had everything planned out until they didn't. Ms.Workaholic CEO and Mr.Not-a-doctor-anymore butt heads in the workplace while their friends fall in love at first sight or boss each other around. What is wrong with these six idiots? Read to find out!

Hausle hote hai logo me Asmaanon ko fatah Karneke Asmaan tak tum chale jaana Bas zameen ka damaan na phisle Jo zameen se tark hue Phir wo kya hi jiye , kya udaan ,kya asmaan Na hawa apnaye ,na gagan Na parindo ka hunar ,na chaman Amber chulene ki khwaish to theek hai Wahan basere ye mumkin to nahi ' zeene chadte uske kadam rukk gaye the ,usne jaise kisi ko dekhliya tha, jo usey dekhna nahi tha,uski dhadkan ek minute k liye band si hogayi thi,ajeeb sannata uske zehen pe taari horaha tha... ' Hey Everyone, Assalamualaikum . I am zuha sufiyara I was always a keen reader ,this is very first time am writing a book , focusing on trauma , mental health , acceptance, romance and little suspense. story doesn't hurt any beliefs .story is just fiction .It is not related with anyone's life. This story is just narration revolving around Trauma, mental health, faith issues,and overcoming nafs... I am writing this in Roman urdu. Saraab hai zindagi agar jaanlo Sheshe pe yun tum kadam na jamate , Awwal ,doyam kyun sunaate ho Ulfat me yun to shart nahi lagate , Rab jaisi mohabbat koi nahi karta Yun alfazon k pull se bas qafas hai banadte , Lo Maan hi loon lafzon ka asar yaaro Phir batao shayar aksar kyun tanha rehjate ? -zuha sufiyara Do follow me on Wattpad @sufiyarafathima Enjoy reading 🤌

☆ In a city that never sleeps, Ifrah watches Lahore from her rooftop, feeling like a stranger in her own life. But somewhere in the night-between the echo of a guitar and the roar of a heavy bike-she isn't the only one awake.

A Teacher-Student Soft Romance **************** "Falling in love was never in the syllabus" **************** You know what's worse than failing a year? Repeating it with a new batch of juniors, feeling like a fossil, and having a teacher who looks like he stepped out of a "How to Be Intimidating and Gorgeous at the Same Time" manual. Meet Aaryan Niaz-biology professor, walking encyclopedia, and the only person in this world who makes mitochondria sound poetic. He's strict, terrifying, and, unfortunately, also the reason my heart rate defies science. I know what you're thinking-Maria, don't be stupid. He's your professor. Trust me, I know. It's not like I planned to catch feelings for a man whose idea of romance is labelling the human anatomy. But then came the rumours, the misunderstandings, the stolen moments, and suddenly, my biggest academic struggle wasn't just biology-it was not falling in love with Sir Aaryan. (And trust me, he's making it very, very hard.) **************** Tropes: ●Age Gap ●Teacher x student ●College Romance ●Soft Romance ●Unrequited Love ● Happy Ending (P.s Not A realistic story , I aim to escape reality) #18 in self-esteem #118 in teacher #33 in caring #69 in pakistan

it was her, her power over their hearts that could either devastate their world forever or make their dreams come true

ہ کہانی ہے ایک ایسے قلم کار کی، جو الفاظ کے ذریعے بکھرے ہوئے خوابوں کو زندگی دیتا ہے۔ ایک ایسی بستی جہاں خاموشی بولتی ہے اور جہاں عشقِ مجازی کی تپش انسان کو عشقِ حقیقی کی جانب موڑ دیتی ہے۔ "آخری سجدہ" محض ایک نام نہیں، بلکہ روح کے اس سفر کی داستان ہے جہاں غرور ٹوٹتا ہے اور سجدہ معراج بن جاتا ہے۔ کیا نوید کی درویشی ناہید کے تکبر کو پاش پاش کر پائے گی؟ یا پاکیزہ کی سادگی کوئی نیا موڑ لے آئے گی؟

#1 in Urdu. THANK You guys for all the love. Warning ahead: The story contains violence and abusive language. Slow burn.. snippet of Story: Her heart was beating so hard that she could hear every beat clearly. He was so close to her and she had nowhere to run. And then he started coming closer, his warm breaths were falling on her lips. She could smell a faint cinnamon like smell. Suddenly she felt his hand on her waist pinning her on the wall. 'Please, leave me be' she whispered. He kept staring her lips, His red eyes were frightening her. 'Didn't I tell you to stay away from me? Are you trying to tease me? When I try to touch you, you don't let me. When I tell you to stay away, you don't seem to do that either. Now whatever will happen with you tonight will entirely be your fault.' He suddenly picked her up with ease and started walking towards bed. She was crying and trying to push his muscular body but of no use. He was too overpowering. A lamb in the lap of Lion.

Embark on the tale of Azlan Saleem Khan and Mantasha Arif Khan, two cousins whose starkly contrasting natures create a compelling dynamic. Azlan exudes maturity, whereas Mantasha embodies a youthful exuberance. He stands as the eldest among the cousins, while she holds the position of the youngest. Mantasha's demeanor is clumsy and loquacious; Azlan's is serene and contemplative. Azlan has loved only one person throughout his whole life-his princess, his beloved Misha. From the moment he cradled her delicate, innocent form, he vowed to protect, cherish, and love her eternally. Mantasha, on the other hand, listens to and cares deeply for one person-her Azi, as she lovingly calls him. Though spoiled by her entire family, she is unaware that her eyes always seek for only one person, her Azi. Deep within, she also acknowledges that he is the sole occupant of her heart. Unconsciously possessive of one another, Azlan and Mantasha embark on a journey to unravel their burgeoning emotions and understand the depths of their feelings. Join Azlan and Mantasha in their enchanting and romantic odyssey to uncover the intricacies of their love story.

زندگی کی بھنور میں پھنسی اک ایسی لڑکی جس نے سچ کو پہچاننے میں تھوڑی سی دیر کر کے ہمیشہ کے لیے خساروں کا سودا کر لیا تھا م نفرت سے عشق میں مبتلا ہوئے اک مرد کی کہانی جس نے خساروں میں ڈوبی لڑکی کو اسکی کنارے تک پہنچایا۔۔

little poem on my trip to the breath taking Golconda Fort