shidate junoon by areej shah

In “Bulleh in the Multiverse,” the fan of legendary 18th-century Sufi poet and philosopher Bhulleh Shah meets an untimely end in his earthly life, only to awaken as a newborn in a vast, magical fantasy world known as Aetheria. Retaining his past memories, wisdom, and poetic soul, he discovers a unique “Eternal Library” embedded in his consciousness—a boundless mental archive that allows him to store and instantly access any knowledge, spells, skills, or artifacts he encounters. Blessed (or cursed) with a transmigrator’s System, Bhulleh levels up at an astonishing 1000x speed compared to natives or other reincarnates, granting him unparalleled growth in levels, classes, quests, inventory management, and a System Store for purchasing enhancements. In this world, individuals can adopt unlimited classes—warrior, mage, healer, and more—but stacking them dilutes experience gains, making multiclassing a high-risk strategy. Bhulleh, however, innovates by fusing classes into hybrid masterpieces: a mage and swordsman blend into a “Magic Swordsman,” or an archer, mage, and spearman merge into a “Magic Gunslinger.” His journey spans realms, from humble villages to cosmic multiverses, as he completes epic quests, battles gods, uncovers ancient secrets, and spreads Sufi-inspired enlightenment amid chaos. Themes of unity, self-discovery, and transcendence weave through action-packed adventures, political intrigue, and philosophical musings.

"A story of a love that burned too bright, a sin that demanded a price, and a redemption found in the most unlikely of places." Kayan Zarrar is a man who has always lived on his own terms. Wealthy, powerful, and strikingly handsome, he is a "Shahana" (royal) personality who believes everything—and everyone—can be conquered. But his greatest conquest became his greatest downfall. His love for Hooreen was never soft; it was a Junoon—an obsession that crossed boundaries, leaving Hooreen shattered and forced to flee the man she once adored.

When tragedy strikes, young medical student Tabitha “Tabby” Harris is thrust into a world of grief, unanswered questions, and unfamiliar faces. Reunited with the estranged father she barely remembers, she’s pulled into a life far removed from the one she knew—new home, new rules, and new secrets. But just as Tabby begins to adjust, she encounters a mysterious young man whose presence unsettles her heart and ignites a dangerous curiosity. His charming smile hides shadows, and the closer Tabby drifts to him, the more she senses a truth that could shatter everything. Between hospital corridors haunted by whispers, an unexpected rivalry, and a past that refuses to stay buried, Tabby finds herself caught in a storm of love, loss, and betrayal. Everyone seems to be holding back something—from her father, to his flawless new wife, to the stranger who appears in her path like fate itself. One question lingers over her every step: who can she truly trust?

Aanya steps into Rajgarh's Haveli as a bride, carrying nothing but quiet strength and unanswered fears. Arjun Veer Pratap Thakur, feared, respected, and untouchable, rules a state with discipline and silence. To the world, he is the Chief Minister. To Aanya, he is a man who speaks less but feels deeply, even when he refuses to show it. Their marriage begins on the edge of tradition and power, where love is neither promised nor expected. But in moments away from titles and guards, something dangerous blooms, a connection too deep to ignore and too fragile to protect. A journey meant to escape fear brings them closer... and invites an unspoken threat. A past resurfaces. An old bond twists into obsession. And a man who refuses to let go steps back into Aanya’s life. When tragedy strikes and distance grows between them, silence becomes louder than words. And just when healing seems possible, a truth emerges that forces Aanya into a choice she never wanted to make. One decision. One accusation. One arrest. Love turns into loss. Trust fractures. Power becomes meaningless. Because sometimes the greatest betrayal isn’t born out of hatred , but out of love.

'HUM AAPSE NAFRAT KARTE HAI!! CHALE JAIYYE YAHA SE!" (I HATE YOU!! GO AWAY FROM HERE!) She shouted pushing him hard *He grabbed her arms pulling close* "Hum yaha se kahi nahi jaa rahe hai, samjhi aap!" (I am not going anywhere from here, you understand!) _________________________________________________________________________________ "Hani, aap kab tak yeh bakwaas karti rahengi?" He whined. (Hani, How long are you going to do this nonsense) "Is this nonsense to you?" He nodded as he stood up laughing running while she after him _________________________________________________________________________________ "Sahil?" She called him "Hmm" He looked at her "Aap hume kabhi chodke mat jaiyyega, hum aapke bine mar jayenge" She said looking at him innocently. (Never leave me, I'll die without you) "Kabhi nahi" He said (Never) "Promise?" "Promise" _________________________________________________________________________________ "Aap hume kabhi chodke mat jaiyyega, hum mar jayenge aapke bina" Her words echoed in his mind as he stared at her picture. His face was emotionless but his tears kept on flowing. "Humne to wada aapse kiya tha lekin aap hi hume chodke chali gayi. Ab bataiyye hum kya kare, hum mar jayenge aapke bina Hani" (I had made a promise to you but you left me. Now tell me what should I do, I will die without you Hani)

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There are many sports being played in the world today, in which cricket and football are played more. They are played as professional sports as well as in the streets and for entertainment.

kya koi kisi se itna pyar kr sakta hai jitna usne mujhse kiya kya mai bhi ujse pyar kr paugi "kyo mai hi kyo?" "tum mera Ishq nhi jonoon ho ab"

"I am the one in charge, baby; I can do whatever I want," he said softly to Xianna, lightly biting her ears. She closed her eyes and remembered that the sexy male dancer she bought a year ago from that exclusive gay bar was the same guy who bought her from the Mafia, where her mother sold her. The man resembles her deceased boyfriend.

From now on, this story will only be available for Royal Road. To view the story, remember to look for the same name on Royal Road. Quando a Luz Caiu O mundo não acabou no dia em que a luz cruzou o céu. Ele começou. Há duzentos e quarenta anos, uma massa azul-branca rasgou a atmosfera terrestre como um segundo sol em queda. Testemunhas relataram que o céu se abriu em silêncio antes do impacto — nenhum trovão, nenhum aviso, apenas um brilho intenso que transformou a noite em dia por breves segundos. O objeto tinha aproximadamente quarenta e cinco metros de diâmetro. Quando tocou o solo, não foi apenas a terra que tremeu. Algo invisível se espalhou pelo planeta. Nos anos seguintes, crianças começaram a nascer diferentes. Algumas dobravam metal com as mãos. Outras alteravam a gravidade ao redor do próprio corpo. Houve quem incendiasse o ar sem fósforo, quem manipulasse eletricidade como extensão dos dedos, quem tocasse conceitos que ninguém sabia explicar. E então veio o medo. Uma década depois do Evento da Luz, o mundo entrou em guerra. Não uma, mas nove. Conflitos globais sucessivos, cada um mais devastador que o anterior. Países foram apagados do mapa. O clima mudou. Oceanos avançaram. Ecossistemas colapsaram. A humanidade descobriu que o verdadeiro impacto do meteoro não foi o choque contra o solo — foi o despertar do poder. O Elemento Os cientistas o chamaram de Quenz. Um elemento desconhecido, presente nas células dos indivíduos alterados. Ele alimentava as habilidades extraordinárias, funcionando como uma fonte biológica de energia. Sem ele, os poderes não existiam. Mas havia um problema. O Quenz era letal para humanos comuns. Exposição direta resultava em envenenamento ou morte por radiação celular. Hospitais precisaram ser separados. Protocolos foram criados. A sociedade se dividiu lentamente entre aqueles que possuíam Quenz no sangue e aqueles que não possuíam. Hoje, cerca de vinte por cento da humanidade manifesta algum tipo de habilidade. Entre os demais seres vivos, o número chega a quarenta por cento. Poder tornou-se algo comum. E, ao mesmo tempo, perigoso demais. A Organização Centenas de milhões morreram nas Guerras Mundiais que se seguiram ao Evento. Ao final da primeira década de destruição, vinte e nove países assinaram um acordo histórico. Nascia a SHIPSH. Uma organização internacional independente, criada para regular, monitorar e, se necessário, conter indivíduos superpoderosos. Seu objetivo declarado era simples: impedir que o mundo se autodestruísse novamente. Ela deveria ser neutra. Livre de influência política. Acima das nações. Mas o poder raramente é neutro. Oito grandes potências — as mais ricas, armadas e influentes — assumiram o controle indireto da estrutura da organização. Embora a SHIPSH se declare independente, suas decisões frequentemente refletem interesses estratégicos. Ainda assim, ela é a única barreira entre ordem e colapso. A SHIPSH classifica indivíduos de acordo com o nível de ameaça: de Classe C até Classe Alfa. Alguns poucos, considerados acima de Alfa, não devem ser capturados — devem ser eliminados. Porque há poderes que não podem ser contidos. Os Tipos Com o tempo, os super seres foram divididos em nove grandes grupos. Há os Mega Seres, fisicamente superiores à própria natureza. Os Meta-Físicos, que manipulam gravidade, eletricidade e até dimensões. Os Conceituais, capazes de tocar ideias invisíveis como sonhos, sensações ou habilidades. Os Especialistas, quase invencíveis em condições específicas. Os Transportadores, imprevisíveis e mutáveis. Os Fora de Lista, anomalias ainda não compreendidas. E, por fim, os raríssimos de Classificação Especial — um em cada bilhão — capazes de alterar a própria estrutura da vida ou da existência. Nem todos sobrevivem aos próprios dons. Alguns poderes consomem energia. Outros consomem vida. A taxa de mortalidade entre os manifestantes sem tratamento adequado ultrapassa sessenta por cento. O poder é uma dádiva. E uma sentenç