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A collection of sweet and lovable romantic Pakistani short stories. Enjoy! #1 in Lahore out of 9000+ stories *please note that I will update whenever I want!*

just a bunch of short stories that are stuck in my head.🌚 ●Uzr (Complete) ■Ta'beer (Complete)

Musa smirked as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to his chest. Her breath hitched. She turned and glared at him with so much fire in her hazel orbs. She wriggle her wrist to free it but he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her so close that their body flushed against each other. Her face marred a frown while his amused. With a single tug he dropped her veil to reveal her glossy brown hair. Taking a strand of her hair in his hand and twirling it, he looked in her spell bounding hazel orbs and smiled in victory, taunting her. _______________________________ He is Musa Khan. Belonging from a Nawab family, he is everything you can expect from a man belonging to such status. He is a businessman but not only that he is also a Cardiologist Consultant. The most famous Cardiologist. With handsome face and charming smile, he has stolen many hearts. He is Nawab of Rasipur. There was no woman who didn't attempt to make herself prominent in his presence till her.... Nayyab Rehman is a postgraduate Doctor. With no father on her head and only a mother who supported both of them financially, she is introvert. With so much trouble and crisis, she is dead set on making her mother proud. She hardly talks to anyone. She is shy and reserved, something Musa Khan finds amusingly appealing.... An accident caused both of them to meet in unexpected circumstances that cause a spark? Will that spark burn them to be un-repairable or will it led to something beautiful? Something that both are unfamiliar with.... Join the spectacular voyage of Musa Khan and Nayyab Rehman to experience a boost of emotions that will make u grip your pillow with a smug grin in excitement and next moment to pull out your hair frustration.

Dameer Esfendyar al-Badr, the Crown Prince of the kingdom in exile, has long ago forgotten the rules of royalty. Too bad Mahin Arsalan is back to remind him of every last one - especially the one that had haunted him for years : ❛ what is a king without his queen? ❜ | NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON |

Hartaj was standing on the terrace with his hands fisted. It was cold , but he couldn't care about it. The fire in him wasn't letting him see anything else. "Son, go to your room. It's already late ,she must be waiting for you " his mom requested. "I can't care less about what she wants!! I have married her just because of dad. But I can't forget who she is!!!!!" he said barely containing his anger. "Don't forget that she is also your wife now. Don't think about her only as the sister of your enemy "she said softly trying to make him understand. "No! she wont ever be my wife "he said with finality and went downstairs. His mom sighed in despair. She knew the impulsiveness of her son.She didn't want him to do anything he would regret later. Hartaj had married for the peace between the families ,she wanted it to work. She prayed for her son's happiness in this relationship . __________ This story is about 3 brothers, their fate and their love. If you want to know more, join the journey❤️

Previously known as "The Ceo And His Hijabi" *** The night was dark. Ruthless and forbidden. It was like the murkiness was calling him in the arms of lurking demons, the demons which had always been there with him, teasing him mocking him. He stood before the window, looking down at the city, which was glittering as if thousands of stars have descended down from the sky, each scattering as far as a human eye could see. The tall buildings stood there, an aura of pride surrounding them, reminding him the consequences of the evil power that he had faced. His heart was beating in a sinful rhythm but the devil, oh the devil, he stood there in the darkness as if it was his own cloak, his own shelter. "Tell me this is a lie," The little Muslimah whispered. Her voice hoarse with emotions, her throat perched from all the crying that she had done in the past hour. The truth that laid before her had broken her. "Either you believe the artificial lie or realize the truth lying before your eyes." His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. His mind but his heart, it was in chaos. A cry of pain escaped the Muslimah's lips but he stood there, unwavering, listening to the tortured soul. "How long? How long have you kept this from me?" She questioned him. Her green eyes held a fire which he had never seen before. It was dangerous because it could consume her, becoming the reason for her own downfall. He knew after telling her the truth there was no coming back but he was a man of character and no matter how comforting a lie is, he would always go for the truth even if it meant chaos.

She was in love with words she'd never spoken, places she'd never explored, people she'd never met, and a world that didn't exist. Yet, she didn't believe the truth he vocalized like lies. He despised every syllable she uttered, every place she marked with her soft steps, the people she tainted with her pure voice, and the world she imagined. Yet, he didn't know the secrets she hid behind her mesmerizing eyes. ****** The purest of hearts have endured the most pain. The kindest of souls have been wounded the greatest. The biggest of smiles have quivered the hardest. The quietest of eyes have cried the heaviest of tears. || A Wattpad Featured Story as of May 17th, 2018 ||