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"You're late," Mehrish uttered. Her voice was even. He glanced at his watch. "I had an emergency call. You're the least important thing on my calendar today." He stated it flat. "Good," she replied. "Then I won't waste it. I need this said face to face." He signaled the waiter with two fingers. "Coffee. Black." Then he looked at her. His eyes stayed on her nose ring for long. "Say it." Mehrish folded her hands on the table. Her knuckles were white. "Tell everyone you're not interested. Tell everyone that you refuse this rishta. Say it clearly. In front of them." "And why would I do that?" He asked, leaning back in the chair. Then he smiled. It wasn't a kind smile. It was the same smile he used in boardrooms when someone asked for a discount he wouldn't give. "You want me to perform a rejection for you. That's a lot of drama for a girl I met twice." "It's not drama," Mehrish countered. "It's closure. For both of us." "There is no us," He declared. "So there's nothing to close. I'll handle things my way." Mehrish exhaled through her nose. "Your way is silence" He finally took a sip of coffee. It was too hot. He didn't react. "You want a clear no? You have it. I'm not marrying you. That's honest." "Honest would be saying it to her face," Mehrish insisted. She stood up. The couple at table five looked up. "But you won't. Because it's easier to let me be the bad guy." "Mehrish," He called out. He stood too but didn't follow. "Don't walk out like this. We're having a conversation." "No," she shot back. "We're not. I asked once. You refused. I'm done requesting" She turned and walked towards the door. Then she stopped. She didn't turn all the way. Just her head, just enough for him to see her profile. The whole café seemed to hold its breath. Mehrish's voice dropped. Low. "Suno" (listen) He turned his head. His eyes met hers, but stopped at the nose ring. Mehrish delivered it once. Clear. Cold. "Bhad me jao tum" (you just go to hell)

✨️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, more than 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. (Originally published on 20th October 2025 Republished on 23rd April 2026)

"Some people are born extraordinary. Others spend their lives being compared to them." Kinza Khan has heard the same sentence for as long as she can remember. "Look at Ammar." "Why can't you be more like your cousin?" "He's the pride of the family." No matter how hard she studies, how many sleepless nights she spends with her books, or how desperately she tries, she never seems to be enough. Now, fate has played its cruelest joke. Dr. Ammar Khan-the family's golden child, a brilliant professor, a respected doctor, and the very cousin she's been compared to her entire life-is also her professor in medical college. In his lecture hall, she is just another student. A student who always forgets the answers. A student he never hesitates to question in front of the entire class. A student who silently dreads hearing two words... "Miss Kinza." As if surviving his lectures wasn't difficult enough, an unexpected betrayal turns both of their lives upside down. One day before their separate weddings, the truth about both families comes to light. With their family's reputation hanging by a thread, one decision changes everything. Instead of marrying strangers... Kinza and Ammar are asked to marry each other. Two cousins. One unwanted nikah. One house. One college. One classroom. And countless unspoken emotions. Can a girl who has always lived in her cousin's shadow ever become more than the family's greatest disappointment? Or will she always remain... the girl they compared?

༯ Mahnoor ༯ "Aap mohbaat ke layak he nhi hai!" ༯ Zarim ༯ "Apni umr dekho, or apni baate" Mahnoor had loved Zarim her entire life. But what happens when she confess her feelings to him? When he rejects her? When his marriage is fixed with someone else? When she ended up as his replaced bride?

For thirteen years, Jannat Noor-ul-Ain Shah lived surrounded by love. She had a devoted father, a caring mother, and two protective older brothers who would move mountains for her. Yet, unknown to her, an entire family was missing from her life. In the heart of Punjab stands the Shah Haveli, home to Ibrahim Shah and his four brothers-a family blessed with generations of sons but not a single daughter. For years, Ibrahim secretly prayed for a granddaughter, never knowing that his prayer had already been answered. Thirteen years ago. Hidden away not out of shame, but out of fear, Sarmad Ibrahim Shah never told his family about the surprise daughter born when most of his nephews were already grown men. Now, a cousin's wedding brings the entire Shah clan together under one roof. What was meant to be Shahzaib's wedding becomes something far greater. The arrival of a girl no one knew existed. A granddaughter longed for. A niece adored before she is even known. A cousin who changes everything. As old wounds surface, family bonds are tested, and thirteen lost years can never be returned, one little girl finds herself at the center of a family that had been missing a piece of its heart all along. Her name is Jannat Noor-ul-Ain Shah. And she came thirteen years too late. Or perhaps... Exactly when her family needed her most.

A tale of two people living in a village in Punjab, Pakistan. Lail Akbar: The average middle class girl with most average features. Yahya Sohail: The most irresponsible, rogue, wayward and the bad influencer of the village. *TROPES: >Badboy x Goodgirl >Talkative husband x listener wife >He fell first and both fell harder >Desi couple >Soft romance

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.

Gen-Z London isn't tea and crumpets and big ben. It's Nike Techs, UK drill, and the mandem. Sharara Ayyappan has never fit neatly into anyone's box. Too Indian for America. Too American for India. And now her family has uprooted everything to London, which - great. Cool. She's not holding her breath. But Sharara didn't come here to fit in. She came here in her Bape and her Cuban chains and her French tips with her toy poodle Lauren and her zero tolerance for the customer service voice that Indian American girls are expected to perform for everyone's comfort. She came here as exactly herself. And if London has a problem with that - London can sort itself out. What she didn't expect was her cousin Oviya pulling her straight into a friend group of UK desi baddies and roadmen who are bold and swaggy and completely unbothered. She also didn't expect how complicated London would get. Because underneath the grey skies and the chippies and the overground and the drip - her new world has edges. Sharp ones. The kind that confidence alone can't protect you from. Turns out some of her new bruvs have history. The kind that doesn't stay in the past. And when that history comes looking - it comes looking for everyone.

In a world where duty demands everything and love costs even more, Qais and Maviya are about to learn that some bonds don't break-they just bend. And sometimes, the person you hate the most is the only one who can save you.

Where love meets the realities of society. Start Date: August 12, 2026

• . • . • . • || THEIR TWISTED FATE || • . • . • . • " Their paths crossed like constellation aligning, scripting a story only fate could write." • . • . • . • . • . • . • . • LAIBA AND RAYYAN: One mistake is all it takes to ruin everything. It was the same for them, one mistake, a very big mistake that made everything bad for them. " You left me there, Laiba. You abandoned me all alone on that dark road and left without turning back." He looked into her eyes, but this time they held all the unspoken words, complaints, pain and everything that he had hid behind a façade. • . • . • . • . • . • . • . • SARAH AND ZAWIYAR: She was his lethal obsession and addiction. The insanity for her ran in his veins and he would cross any limits just to get her, make her his. " I can destroy the whole existence of humanity for you if that would be the last way to make you mine." He pulled her closer as his grip on her neck became more tight. • . • . • . • . • . • . • . • HOORAIN AND FARIS: Their love for eachother was sweet and pure, but probably fate had some other plans and many obstacles were to come in their life. " Hoorain why can't you understand? You are my fucking wife now and i can go to any extent to keep you happy." He whispered while caressing her hair softly and tucking behind the tendrils that tickled down her face. • . • . • . • . • . • . • . • . • FATIMA AND HAMZA: He was burning in the fire of revenge. All he wanted to do was ruin her till there is nothing left in her, no more that arrogant smile, smug smirks and that confidence which he so much hated about her. " I will torture you so much that you will beg me to kill you." His eyes held an underlying hatred as he pushed her aside and walked out of the room. • . • . • . • . • . • . • . • . •

Before he became a powerful political figure,Shahmeer was just a farmer's son. He was born into a simple life, where his father worked the land and his family lived with little but love. But that life was destroyed when Agha's actions took away the person shahmeer loved most-his mother. With nothing left except grief and a burning desire for justice,Shahmeer entered the world of politics. Step by step, he climbed from a man with no power to one of the most influential figures in the country. But power came with a price. Years later, Shahmeer had built the family he once dreamed of-a wife, three sons, and a future he wanted to protect. Until one night changed everything. His newborn twin son, was taken away. Raised by the very enemy who shaped Shahmeer past,his son grew up knowing a different story. A story where Shahmeer was not his father, but the man standing on the other side of the battlefield. Now, years later, the lost son returns to politics as a teenager-unaware that the man who raised him and the father searching for him have been enemies all along. A father who fought his whole life for revenge. A son who was raised to continue that fight. A family divided by secrets, power, and betrayal. Because sometimes the greatest political war is not fought between parties... It is fought between blood.

Tears streamed down her face as silent sobs filled the room. Her red, tear-filled eyes pleaded with the man standing before her. "Please... let me go. Please." Across from Kashan sat the Qazi, frozen in shock, unable to move. Every tear that fell from her eyes weighed heavily on his heart. "Say yes... and let this day end in peace," Kashan said coldly, pressing the barrel of his gun against Innaya's head. "Stop creating a scene." "I can't..." she cried, her voice trembling. "I'm entrusted to Sarmad... Please." She folded her hands before him. "Please let me go. I only love him. He is my first... and my last love. For the sake of Allah... please." A faint smirk appeared on Kashan's lips as he raised the gun to her head once again. "First love?" he murmured. "Don't test my patience, Innaya. Don't force me to make you fall at my feet before you finally say yes." He turned towards the Qazi. "Qazi Sahab..." "Start the Nikah." **** In life, we all have to make choices without knowing whether they will bring happiness or pain. On the journey of life, we must face our deepest fears, experience love, endure heartbreak, find healing, and learn to move forward. Life is a mixture of every emotion. The Journey of Life... begins here.

Hezlin Wattson has everything most people dream of-wealth, brilliance, and a future as one of the youngest doctors in the country. But behind the perfect image lies a lonely girl raised in a mansion where success was spoken louder than love. After the sudden death of her father, Adrian Wattson, a heartbreaking letter reveals a life-changing secret: she was adopted as an infant after a devastating natural disaster in northern Pakistan. With her world shattered, Hezlin sets out on a journey to uncover her true identity, accompanied by her fiercely protective brother, Klaus, and her AI companion, Sasha. As she travel across countries searching for her past, Hezlin discovers that family is not defined by blood alone-it is built through love, sacrifice, and the people who choose to stay. Torn between the family that raised her and the one she never knew, she must learn that sometimes the greatest home isn't where you come from, but where your heart is loved. A deeply emotional story of grief, identity, healing, sibling devotion, and the unbreakable bonds that make a family.

> "𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑨𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒉, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆...." 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔, 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉. Kufr means "denial." The Kalima is the word by which you accept Allah and His Messenger from your heart and bring faith in them. This story is for those who think that Allah's trials are a form of rejection. When they don't receive something they desire, they become upset with Allah. They don't realize that perhaps there is wisdom in it, that maybe what they wanted could have been harmful for them. Even when they cry, beg, and shed tears, if Allah withholds something, there must be a reason. This story is for those who feel as if Allah has abandoned them midway, for those who believe that when Allah takes away someone or something they love, it must be because He is punishing them or doesn't love them. But the truth is it is never like that! Allah only tests us as much as we can bear. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒔. >𝑨 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝑶𝒇 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝑶𝒇 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝑶𝒇 𝑨 𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒊𝒎, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑻𝒐. { 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞:𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐫𝐝𝐮 }

The Family She Never Knew The Daughter of the Hashmis For seventeen years, Haya Mahnoor Qureshi lived a life where she never truly belonged. She learned early that some children are loved a little less, chosen a little later, and forgotten a little easier. So she stopped expecting anything. Stopped hoping. Stopped believing she would ever be someone's first choice. Then one phone call changes everything. A secret buried for seventeen years comes to light. A secret that turns her world upside down. Suddenly, Haya finds herself standing at the doors of the Hashmi mansion-a place she has never seen, among people she has never met, yet somehow belongs to. A father who never knew she existed. Grandparents who spent years praying for a granddaughter. Brothers who never knew they had a sister. And a family that should have been hers all along. But seventeen years of lost time cannot be erased overnight. Old wounds run deep. Trust does not come easily. And some truths have the power to break hearts before they can heal them. As Haya struggles to find her place among the Hashmis, she discovers that family is more than blood, more than names, and more than the years that were stolen from them. Because sometimes, the people you spend your whole life searching for... Have been searching for you too. Even when they didn't know you existed.

They knew each other too well to pretend nothing was there... and too scared to name what it actually was. Haider and Farah lived in a constant war of silence-half confessions, unfinished truths, and moments that almost broke them open. The Things We Never Said is what happens when love exists, but words never arrive on time. Haider Raza is the kind of person who never says more than he needs to-but somehow still leaves everything unsaid hanging in the air. Controlled, guarded, and impossible to fully read, he's learned to keep his emotions locked behind silence. People think he doesn't feel much. The truth is, he feels too much-and that's exactly why he doesn't speak. He doesn't chase people. He doesn't explain himself. But when it comes to Farah, even his silence starts to crack in places he can't fix. Farah Sheikh is not fragile, even if life keeps trying to make her feel like she is. She notices everything-especially what people try to hide. Sharp-tongued when she needs to be, soft-hearted when she shouldn't be, she's spent most of her life learning how to survive emotions instead of expressing them.She doesn't fall easily. But when she does, it isn't quiet-and it isn't simple.And Haider Raza is the one thing she never fully understood... or let go of. The Things We Never Said is a second instalment from the world of Whispers of the Past, where some stories ended, but some emotions never did. Stay tuned for an update.

"Tum bas ek baar keh kar to dekho. Main poori duniya ko tumhare qadmon mein jhuka doon." - Faris "Nafrat hai mujhe tumahre wajood se. Nafrat krti hu mai tumse" - Anabia Two souls of same world gets tied in a holy knot of marriage. But, he is everything she despises And she is everything he had ever prayed for.

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