Dasht E Zulmat Season 2 Novels & Stories

kashan yelled while he dragged dua and tied her to a tree. "Kashan noo please don't I'll give her up for adoption I won't keep her but please spare her life kashannnn" dua sobbed as she saw the man she loved pour petrol in the grave all over little khadija. Blood was as if drained fr dua's body when she saw him light up a match and throw it in the grave making khadijas cries grow intense and the grave burst into flames. Dua tried to break free but she couldn't. The more she wiggled in the chains the more blood poured out of her writs and waist.

Immediately they both entered the room, Zulaiha decide to talk first "kawata, how did you do it?" "Is this not all your doings? You told me it's a love portion but instead, it's a poison Zulaiha! What were you thinking? Are you that desperate for my husband death or what?" Zuwairah asked. Instead of replying her, Zulaiha rolled her eyes at her. "Yes, I'm desperate! I'm truly desperate Zuwairah!" She shout and Zuwairah stayed glum at where she stood. "I hate you! I hate you more than you can ever imagine Zuwairah Abdulrasheed..oops sorry, the husband is dead already" she smirked.

"Understood, sir. I shall initiate the deployment immediately." Once Zeron vacated the room, Dastan swiftly retrieved his smartphone. His fingers moved with lightning efficiency, formatting a crisp, commanding directive to Mr. Nata. [Deliver a complete log of every single location Moza visited today. Ensure absolutely zero details are omitted.] The message launched. Dastan set his phone down, before pulling open the central drawer of his desk. Tucked securely beneath a heavy stack of vital corporate folders was a pristine, meticulously preserved antique photograph frame.

"No need for that. Its been a long time since that incident. I'm happy and enjoying my life. Who gives a fuck now. I have learned how to move on in my life." "But Dua why do you seem off to me for past few weeks. Has something happened?" "No Zahra, nothing happened. Chill out." She nodded buying her lie. ................ Zahra was in her room, lost in her own world. Just 2 days were left for her rukhsati. She couldn't believe that all of this was actually happening. Its been 2 days already, she hasn't seen him. She was so afraid of getting out of her room specially at nights. She would always lock the door before sleeping so he can't enter into her room.

"Ash... Ash... Please, I love you, don't divorce me, I'll admit everything but don't divorce me... Please... I'm alone...." Dalilah fell to her knees, hugged one of Dashtan's legs, and continued to plead, babbling and finally crying. Dashtan sighed harshly and looked at Dalilah, who embraced his leg tightly. He pushed the woman off his feet and went to his room, leaving Dalilah sobbing. Her hands were clenched so tightly that her arm muscles were tense.

۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔ How long has Rustam been wandering around when he finally saw Bahadur Khan coming there. "Bahadur Khan !!" ''Master!!'' "What's up?" Rustam asked anxiously. "See for you," Bahadur Khan said, pointing to Envelope Rustam. Rustam opened the envelope with trembling hands and seeing the pictures in it, Rustam's condition got worse. "And master this video too" Bahadur Khan handed Rustam a mobile phone ... After watching the video, Rustam became very angry. Ghazan was mixing something in Anna's tea and Anna felt dizzy shortly after drinking the tea. Ghazan's catching him and getting rid of Anna ... Ghazan's plan was very good, but he forgot to turn off the camera inside the house.

Zula'an had entered the world of void where his mind, strength and weakness were being tested. He meditated, fought his darkness, cultivated his abilities and searched his flaws. As he drank of the up-flowing waters, it was revealed to him, the future regarding his reign, the dangers ahead. In one of the revelation, he saw Dahlia's death. She was stabbed by a flamming sword. The thought of seeing her hurt troubled him greatly that he could no longer focus on what was ahead of him.

How carefully he was choosing his words. “What is happening, Zain?” “Khalid’s wedding is in two months. Aya is two and there had been some troops that tried to attack Maahnoor.” “What? Why?” Nasrin, Zain’s wife and the Sultana of Azmia, was from Maahnoor. It was previously nemesis with Azmia, but when they both got married, it dissolved the hate with love.

Though she and Havel had found a relative truce, there was still a coolness between them. Dasha was waiting for them on the steps of the mansion, Leeza a few paces behind her, as they arrived. The two women were perfection. Dasha wore a cherry red skirt suit with rope after rope of gold necklaces of varying lengths decorating her elegant throat. Her hair was twisted on top of her head in a carefully arranged knot. Leeza wore a fitted green patterned dress that stopped at her knees. The high neck and short sleeves made it look severe, but her long wavy dark hair and the string of pearls around her neck softened the look. "Glad I changed," Fatima remarked drily as they climbed out of the vehic