Dargah E Ishq Novels & Stories

Tere sang yaara khushrang bahara tu raat deewani main zard sitaara (With you, O beloved, the spring is colorful, you are the crazy night, and I am the yellow star.) We sway with the music but I observe tears in her eyes. I pull her closer to me and whisper in her ear, "Why are you crying?" O karam khudaya hai tujhe mujhse milaya hai tujhpe marke hi to mujhe jeena aaya hai (It's a divine mercy, that I have met you. after dying on you only have I learned to live.)

I told hari in anger while trying to remove my hand. "Hari..Leave my hand" He looked at me doubtly and asked me, "Leka right ?? " I nodded with tears..Why I'm crying now ??..I should not cry for him anymore..He married you for money, after getting it why should he remember your name..Don't cry for him leka..He is a cheater..I heard his voice again, " Shaky..First of all, I want to clear some doubts..Um..Just three questions..Yeah..You have to answer for just three questions..Thats it..After that you can go from here.."

Before Armaan could extend his hand towards Reese to ask for Dance, someone called him in a most coquettish voice…. “Armaan”. Behind him stands Lake Seven in most seductive dress. Lake Seven was his classmate and daughter of the Mayor. Lake never leaves any chance to get close to Armaan but he always treated her cold and today when Lake saw him, how she can leave a chance to cling to him. He acknowledges her presence only due to his father not because he was a Mayor but as he was a good friend of his father too.

It takes at least four donors usually to give the full transfusion needed. Here lies my pain, the thirteenth house, Erik, standing alone, no others of his bloodline. No one able to save him. His painful death is inevitable and my heart shatters. I never told him I loved him, what he meant to me and now he will die never knowing. Not that it would matter his heart belongs to another. His sweet Lia, the only person he ever considered turning because he wanted to share eternity with her. I glance to her painting over his fireplace, still there even after she has been gone from this world well over a thousand years.

Arthit covered Darika's mouth with his hand, and her unasked question died inside her mouth. Everyone was smiling, and Arthit pulled Darika as she stood up and said, "It's getting late. We have to wake up for Sargi, right? Silly girl! Let's go." [A/N: Sargi is a pre-dawn meal that women eat before beginning the day-long Teej fast. It’s a crucial part of the observance and is meant to provide the sustenance needed to endure the fast. It’s prepared by the mother-in-law for their married daughters-in-law.]

Chaha tujhe maine wafaa se Maanga tujhe maine duaa se Paaya tujhe teri adaa se Chaha tujhe maine wafaa se Maanga tujhe maine duaa se Paaya tujhe teri adaa se Karam hadh se hai zyaada mujhpe tera Haath rakh de tu dil pe zara O o... haath rakh de tu dil pe zara O o... haath rakh de tu dil pe zara Somia pov: It is all feeling like a dream . Haris was infront of me . He was dancing with me . We were dancing slowly enjoying our moments.

kabir entered the study without knocking on the door ,the same moment darsh came out of the eye lock and disconnected the call. Darsh wiped his tears , Kabir panicked looking at his condition ,he rushed to him and gave him some water . Darsh told him the reason for his tears. "I miss her kabir ,i miss my kids , i want her kabir i just want her near me but what should i do , i know i am not so soft person but i am trying hard to keep her happy . But I don't know what actually went wrong. What can I do Kabir? I am feeling so helpless ." Darsh cried out his pain while putting his palms on his face .

No one knew, and that was the task everyone had given themselves, wondering if Mila was a daughter of a billionaire. After doing that, Dimitri sent Nidia her parcel of videos and pictures. Putting in the line, “Thank you for this extraordinary gift; finding me an immaculate lady. A soulmate and all. She is my long-time lost love, and you bring her back into my life. For the first time since I have known you as an intruder, I can boldly say, thank you for this. Mila is my joy and I will die happily being with her.” Nidia quickly walked out of the restroom when her phone rang. She leaned toward her phone on the bed, unlocked it, and saw three missed calls from Dimitri.

I could only stay in his embrace as I felt no strength, though I couldn't help chuckling coolly, "What, do you still want my heartblood? I'm sorry, but I'm useless now. My chest is riddled with holes and I can no longer save your beloved." That was when he caressed my cheek, a lethal tenderness just like the dagger in my chest on our wedding night. "Or what, you want to consummate now?" I snorted. "Are you really that disgusting, Cain?" He kept his eyes fixed on me as if he didn't understand my words, his gaze only turning more determined. He then raised his hand, and the dagger that almost took my life materialized. It was the simplest type of dagger—one that could be bought with a few bron

[Oh my heart never ever fall in love] Tujhko nehi izajate... [You don't have permission to fall in love] Dehliz se... na utar.... [Don't get out from your doorstep] Yeh shahar hai bikhra huya [This city is scattered] Isme toote hi dil rehte hein... [The city is inhibited by broken hearts] Iss dard se ae mere dil tera yeh poorapan sehte hein... [This pain and broken hearts are jealous of you]