FarzanaTutul

Dropping a complete story today! (I had published it a while ago but unpublished it for some reason.) InshaAllah. Are you excited? ✨
          	
          	Blurb:
          	
          	"Wait a minute, Mr. Walid."
          	
          	For a brief moment, I was perplexed when I heard a strong, confident female voice. I hadn't expected her to respond. My astonishment grew as I turned to face her. She had taken off her veil, gotten out of bed, and walked in front of me. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and her brows were knitted.
          	
          	"You aren't the one who has been duped. I'm the one who has been deceived. I was told that you were unhappy with this marriage because you did not want to marry at such a young age. But if I had known that you didn’t want to marry me because of my looks, I would have said no myself. I still can't believe I married someone like you—a person with such a low level of thinking. How do you see yourself, Mr. Walid?" she inquired. "I am ashamed of your way of thinking."
          	
          	"Chiii..." She made a noise of disgust and scrunched her nose. Clutching her bridal lehenga, she marched out of the room and began calling out to my mother.
          	
          	"Aunt Salma! Aunt Salma!"

FarzanaTutul

Dropping a complete story today! (I had published it a while ago but unpublished it for some reason.) InshaAllah. Are you excited? ✨
          
          Blurb:
          
          "Wait a minute, Mr. Walid."
          
          For a brief moment, I was perplexed when I heard a strong, confident female voice. I hadn't expected her to respond. My astonishment grew as I turned to face her. She had taken off her veil, gotten out of bed, and walked in front of me. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and her brows were knitted.
          
          "You aren't the one who has been duped. I'm the one who has been deceived. I was told that you were unhappy with this marriage because you did not want to marry at such a young age. But if I had known that you didn’t want to marry me because of my looks, I would have said no myself. I still can't believe I married someone like you—a person with such a low level of thinking. How do you see yourself, Mr. Walid?" she inquired. "I am ashamed of your way of thinking."
          
          "Chiii..." She made a noise of disgust and scrunched her nose. Clutching her bridal lehenga, she marched out of the room and began calling out to my mother.
          
          "Aunt Salma! Aunt Salma!"

Slave_of_Ar-Rahman

Sometimes, the trials we face are a sign of Allah's care for us. Remember that He only tests those He loves. Stay strong and trust in His wisdom.
          
          Do not lose hope, nor be sad. You will surely be victorious if you are true believers. (Qur'an, 3:139)
          @Slave_of_Ar-Rahman!!

SabeenaShaik6

Hello author, I have been following you from booknet, can you please post Tahira, Iman and a parasite 

SabeenaShaik6

@SabeenaShaik6 thank you for your reply, looking forward to read the story 
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FarzanaTutul

@SabeenaShaik6 I wish to start the story again but now now.  Maybe once I complete writing one of my current stories then I will start uploading it again but with major changes inshallah  
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FarzanaTutul

"Mafia Captured" is now published on wattpad !!! Go and read it to those eagerly awaiting the book.
          Prologue:"You're already the mother of my four children," Arsalan chuckled, "and you're about to bring another one into this world. And you say I wasn't romantic?"
          
          Sahira stared at him with scornful eyes. "If you want to know how romantic you were," she said, her voice laced with venom, "then listen..." She recounted her experiences in such a poisonous tone that Arsalan's cheeks flushed to his ears.
          
          "And if you want to hear about all the things you did to me..."
          
          Arsalan's playful demeanor evaporated. He released her wrist, and Sahira wriggled away from him.
          
          Arsalan's gaze fell to the ground.
          
          "Was I that bad?"
          
          "You're far worse than bad, Arsalan. This act of amnesia you're putting on - you could fool the entire world with it. But not me. I've seen your masterful acting before. But I'm not going to fall for your deception anymore, Arsalan Ansari."
          
          Sahira was about to turn and walk away when Arsalan's voice reached her from behind.
          
          "Hira...can't you forgive me? I don't remember anything about my past. I don't remember anything about who I was, what I did... Please believe me. Forgive me."
          
          For a moment, Sahira's heart wavered. Her feet remained rooted to the spot.
          
          She turned to face him, her eyes filled with doubt.
          
          "Very well. What a splendid performance, Arsalan. You should win an Oscar," she said sarcastically, and walked away. Arsalan let out a deep sigh and stood there, alone.
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          Arsalan Ansari, the ruthless mafia kingpin, operates on a cold, calculated smile. But a glimpse of vulnerability cracks his icy facade.  Has amnesia truly buried his past - a past rife with vengeance and betrayal - or is this a masterfully crafted ploy to outmaneuver his enemies? As the line between truth and manipulation blurs, one thing remains certain: underestimating Arsalan Ansari could be your deadliest mistake.

FarzanaTutul

Calling all my story-loving friends!
           I just released a new tale that's unlike anything I've written before. Brace yourselves for My Love: Joker, a story where unexpected twists and forbidden love collide. If you crave the thrill of the unknown, this journey's for you. Here's the blurb: Shadows dance in Armani as Zahran, a billionaire with a past shrouded in secrets, stumbles upon a captivating beauty on the river's edge with no memories of her past. Yet an invisible thread draws them together. Love struck unexpectedly. The billionaire found him falling for the amnesiac beauty.
          Their destinies intertwine, promising a new life, yet the gilded cage they inhabit creaks with buried truths. A spectral echo rises from the ashes of Zahran's past, the notorious Joker, a thief long presumed dead. Is it a phantom, or a harbinger of nightmares clawing back from the grave?
          With each chilling cackle of the Joker, the facade of normalcy shatters, revealing a web of deception as intricate as Zahran's own fortune. Buried secrets scream for release, threatening to drown their fragile love in the murky waters of the past.
          Will their love withstand the encroaching darkness, or succumb to haunting echoes of an unknown life?
          DON'T MISS THE RIVETING TALE OF: LOVE, MYSTERY, AND THE JOKER. Unmask the Joker in this page-turning labyrinth of secrets, where the final curtain call leaves you breathless.