Mohabbat Fateh Alam Novels & Stories

Ian reached out, his fingers brushing against mine, sending a shiver down my spine. "Kiara, fame and fortune may be a part of my life, but they don't define who I am or who I can love," he said softly. "What matters to me is the connection, the chemistry, and the genuine connection we share. I see beyond the superficial labels and see you for the amazing person you are. And like I earlier said, you're not ordinary."

No matter how many times she said it, it still affected him the same way every single time. Like his heart genuinely didn’t know how to handle being loved this much. He lifted a hand to her face, brushing his thumb gently across her cheek while looking at her like she was the safest thing he had ever known. “I love you more.” He whispered back without hesitation. “So much more.” Hazel smiled softly, and Alan leaned forward to kiss her slowly, gentle and full of quiet affection. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against hers while one of his hands stayed protectively over her baby bump. “My whole world is sitting in my lap right now.”

Mother of mehak malik, she is a single mother Sameer mirza... Would be husband of alia malik Alia malik... Sister of mehak malik Farha shah... Sister of sameera khan , aunty of Ibrahim khan Some more characters will be introduced in the story "Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength while loving someone deeply gives you courage "

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‘Mujhe Ishq Hai Tere Chune Se Mujhe Ishq Hai Tera Hone Se Tere Hath Mein Apne Hathon Se Tere Sath Kate Din Raaton Se’ (I’m charmed by your touch I adore being yours I enjoy seeing my hand in yours I enjoy spending my nights and days with you.) - Advika Siddharth Singh Khurana ******

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I smiled bitterly. How could the world be cruel to a person like Fatima who has shown nothing but goodness? Why is it always only the good people who are often tortured? They should be the one that deserves the whole world. Why is fate playing such a mess? You are not given assurance if you have any hope of winning. Suddenly, I remembered something. Fatima said that she loves Vish, who is now Dahliah's husband. What could that possibly mean? She sounds like she just doesn't love him as a friend. It sounds more than that.

I just hoped I was capable of it. Fate had always been something in the back of my mind. Part of our life cycle, but something for the future. Nothing I was in a hurry for, I guess you could say. I was always a bit of a ladies man. Enjoying the freedom and having fun. Learning Seren was my fated mate sure as hell had not changed that. If anything it had simply complicated things. Until she had become all I could think of. And then learning the truth had turned my thoughts and my head upside down, creating the affect I should have had the moment I realized she was my fated. I regretted it all now, and needed to put it right. I wanted that chance. I knew we could be good together.

“I mean—” “I don’t recall ever having you in my bed,” Damian interrupted her again, a smirk playing on his lips. “But perhaps if we were to refresh my memory, something might come back to me?” He picked up a snifter of brandy from the table, amusement flickering in his eyes as he watched Isabella’s face flush red. “I misspoke,” Isabella exhaled, composing herself. “What I meant to say was that the Hartess family has a child. Your brother fathered a daughter.”