Woh pehli baar jab ham mile,
Hathon mein haath jab ham chale
Hogaya yeh dil deewana,
Hota hai pyar kya kisne jaana
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I want everyone to read my books and be happy and sad at the same time. A place where everyone can feel related to my stories at one period of their life. I will always strive to be a good writer to my readers who love reading stories with a reality touch to it and enjoy escaping in the world of my story characters.
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Cover photo created by : @athar18 Daniyal slowly took a few steps towards her meanwhile she moved backwards feeling nervous. He kept taking predatory steps towards her enjoying her edginess. A smile escaped from his lips looking at her timidness. She was about to fall but Daniyal was quick enough to hold her wrist, pulling her in his arms caging her. A gasp escaped from her lips feeling him so close to her and her lips shivered lightly. "Kinza bring my tea to our room soon. Don't be late, am waiting for you" Daniyal replied playing cool making Kinza and Hoor choke on their food simultaneously. Hoor controlled her tears while Kinza gasped for air. The story of three people who were tied in the bond of marriage under some circumstances. Lets see how will they keep the love intact and the happiness :)
"Do you love her?" She asked intently looking at him whilst he shrugged his shoulders taking a puff of cigarette. "What's love? I respect her. Isn't it enough for anyone?" He countered looking at her, exhaling the puff of smoke. 🍁🍁🍁 "Don't.... Don't touch me" someone screamed feeling a group of people hands on them. Feeling their touches on the inappropriate places and the way they took revenge only for fun killed the person. "Come on, you are such a good fuck" The person heard one of them saying it loudly laughing enthusiastically looking at others giving a hi-fi. 🍁🍁🍁
Cover photo created by: @athar18 "How can you think that I will marry her, mom? No way. Not in this birth. I can't handle her tantrums, her craziness and her attitude mostly. Whenever I see her I get irritated easily." "Keep your tone low, Mr. Khayyum. Did you forget how to talk to elders? Besides, it's not my decision. Your dad selected her and I do feel Sheeba is a correct match for you rather than any other cousins of yours." his mom, Amreen replied sternly. ************** "Why didn't you all select my another cousin Afreen to marry that arrogant, rude and too much to marry Khayyum? You know how she have crush on him but still you decided to approve the decision taken by dad, bhai? How could you do that? Now I can't talk normally with Afreen di. Most of all, what will Afreen di think about me?" "Sheeba stop panicking about your sister. We all know how she is and she is not good for Khayyum. I know you hate him so much but I can't find any negative reason to reject him. About Afreen, she will get a boy who can handle her well. I know you trust me, still I want to say, trust me one last time and you wouldn't regret marrying him." pleaded her brother, Afroz. ***************
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