Zakham Novel By Fatima Khan Novels & Stories

Sabeerah brought them out one by one. Muslim Girl and If I Speak by Umm Zakiyyah, The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides, Three Daughters Of Eve by Elif Shafak, On Black Sister's Street by Chika Unigwe, And Then There Was None by Agatha Christie, A Time To Kill by John Grisham and finally, A History Of The Wives Of Prophet Muhammad by Umam Kahn. She picked up the last book which was actually a journal and tucked in its side were plack pencils with bookish scribbles on them.

Cheers rose in celebration, but one man stood silent—burning from within. Ishtiyaq Khan, who had walked into the mansion to draw blood, walked deeper into a prison he did not understand. He had been defeated—not by Aariz’s power, but by the mere glance of a fragile bride who unknowingly stole the heart of a monster. As Timtim became Mrs. Timtim Aariz Sheikh Pataudi, crowned in sindoor and mangalsutra, Ishtiyaq Khan realized he had lost a war he hadn’t even prepared for.

, a thief intoxicated with victory, to a boarding school and had sent Bahadur Khan with him to keep him informed of his whereabouts, which he had brought with him to train for Rustam. ... Bahadur Khan was 16 years old at the time while Rustam was 12 years old. The conversation between Vijjan and Rustam was over. These things bothered Rustam ... But Rustam inside him taught him over time that he should not bow before anyone but everyone should bow before him. Rustam returned home after three years. His matriculation exams were over. But him There was something unusual going on in the house ... Bahadur Khan, whom Naveed Sheikh sent for himself, had become Rustam's ... In three years, Rustam ha

Hamza went to the haveli (mansion). He was tired and drained after listening to Salaar. It was devastating how Zeeshan has done so bad to Hamza's people. For Hamza, all the members of his mafia were like his family and their families were also his responsibility. He was supposed to keep Shiza safe but he ended up hurting another woman in the name of f*cking justice. Akram strutted up to him. "Sir," He greeted his boss as Hamza nodded his head. "How's ami (mom) and Hafsa?" Hamza questioned.

Increasingly, Khanza squeezed her left chest stronger. "Khanza!" It's useless. Khanza seemed trapped in the dark. Then, when she turned her head, Kenzo wasn't there. Lonely, cold, dark, that's how Khanza felt. Then, Khanza heard the laughter. The creepy laugh that always haunted her when she was unconscious, and recently came back to her. Then, something wrapped around Khanza's neck, frightening her. “Hi, my little girl ... come to me. Give your soul, to me. Someday, you will never feel sadness and fear again. You will be calm and safe with me."

" Vishwakarma said solving the crime scene in front of him effortlessly and stormed out of the room. The time has come, to meet you, Sultan, in a lawful land now. After decades, Karma is ready to enter Sultan's life. -- While applying her lipstick and pouting, Zahara got all ready to go out. She wore a red top and black skirt which was covering her knees. She grabbed her phone, picked up her high heels in her hands, and twisted the doorknob carefully. The moment she stepped out, her face hits on the chest. "Ouch" She looked up rubbing her nose. Sahir was looking at her angrily flaring his nose. "Where do you think you are going? A deep voice mixed with warning Zahara heard.

It's been a while since the last time she saw her. Kashmir got elated to hear the familiar voice and she knew who it was. "It's Fatima" she said to herself, she smiled and turned to look. "Fatima!" Then she called "Maryam!" the moment she saw Maryam. She stood up enthused to see her friends, she opened her arms wide to welcome them with a hug. Both Maryam and Fatima hugged Kashmir. "Girl, we missed you." Maryam said. "Kashmir you sit first before we have a chat." Fatima said, she doesn't want Kashmir to stand for too long because of her condition which Kashmir readily did knowing that Fatima was concerned about her and the baby.

qubool hai" and closed her eyes and then prayed for her future. Then Kazi asked Arham ,he think in his mind :' I don' t know what am I doing .Here I am marrying this girl without my family consent .This is the first time I am doing something without my father approval .The moment she slapped me ,taking revenge from her become my only motto and I did not think anything else not even Alya .I promise Sarah Arham Khan ,I will break your ego and self respect and bend you in front of me .You have to live with my family where every moment your self respect and ego breakdown .At my house ,you will be like a domestic goat nothing else .You will be my wife and later mother of my chid that's it .This i

“Why don’t you come to my house and we can talk while I prepare dinner?” So, a few hours later, she found herself sitting on a barstool at a breakfast table in Zafeera’s huge white marble kitchen. Zafeera expertly prepared a kachumbari to go with the mutton biryani that was slowly cooking in her oven. Suhaira looked around at the beautiful furniture and ornaments in her house that had been bought from all over the world. All of this and her friend still wasn’t happy. Why did life have to be so complicated?

Chantria I was enjoying myself while taking my breather on our way to the Maldives. It was quiet inside the plane and I could only hear the swishing of the wind. The plane was already flying above the clouds and it was too late for me to realize how many hours we had been inside. I was about to sleep but my rest was interrupted when a commotion took place where I was. "Can you please calm your butt, Aiyara?" I exclaimed, calling Chanel by her second name, which by the way, she hated the most.