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"Rehmat Khan... God has blessed you with a child, but it is neither a boy nor a girl. The child is intersex." With these words, a newborn’s life is shattered before it even begins. Born into a ruthless society that views the third gender as nothing more than a tragic spectacle, little Sajeela faces rejection from the very man who brought her into the world—her own father. Fearful of social humiliation, Rehmat demands the child be cast away. But he forgets the unyielding power of a mother’s love. Safia, bound by postpartum weakness but driven by fierce maternal instincts, refuses to let her blood be discarded. Caught between her deep love for her husband and the survival of her innocent child, Safia makes a harrowing choice: to flee into darkness and protect Sajeela at all costs. Written by Zoaq-e-Isha(Ishrat Khanum), Sajeela is a gripping, emotional masterpiece that challenges the hypocritical norms of society. It is not just a story of survival but a mother's sacred battle to give her child a voice, an education, and the right to exist with dignity. Will Safia's dangerous secret protect her child, or will society find them first? Dive into a story of raw emotion, sacrifice, and the ultimate test of motherhood.

so sorry i have this on pause

Wo Ek Bahot Ajeeb Insan Tha ,mai Use Aaj Tak Samajh Nahi Paayi ,Uski Wo Khamosh Nazre Na jane kya Kehna Chahti Thi mujhse

Life mein sabse badi jeet dusron se nahi… khud se hoti hai.

​"There was only one way to survive: to hide behind a mask that no one took seriously." ​To Ralin, the palace was nothing more than a puzzle of rumors to be solved within the shadows of the brothel she called home..until she played the ultimate gamble to save her sister. One single night, a borrowed identity, and the mask of a perfect lady... But that ball did not end with the fortune Ralin expected; it ended with a dark stain that would shake the entire kingdom. ​Having fallen victim to her own curiosity and pride, Ralin must now navigate a labyrinth of ancient curses and bloody secrets. Will she survive the dance, or will the stain consume her? ​Author's Note: This is an experimental book where I tried and learned new narrative styles. I’m eager to see your reactions and will shape the journey based on your feedback. I hope you enjoy this first step into Ralin’s world (To be honest, I still have concerns about whether you'll be loved or not. )

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"