ramze ishq novel by noor asif

"साया इश्क़ का" एक ऐसी कहानी है जहाँ एक मासूम, खूबसूरत लड़की, जो लंदन में पढ़ाई कर रही है, अचानक एक रहस्यमयी माफिया के रडार पर आ जाती है। उसकी ज़िंदगी और प्यार की इस दिलचस्प दास्तान में जानिए कैसे दो बिलकुल अलग दुनिया के लोग एक-दूसरे से टकराते हैं और उनकी जिंदगी बदल जाती है। ये कहानी रोमांस, रहस्य और इमोशन्स से भरपूर है।

"Kuch log khuda tak pahunchte hain — kisi ke zariye." Lucknow ki galiyan aur Istanbul ki dargahein — do shehar, do duniya. Ayaan Sikandar Mirza, ek business tycoon jiska har ishara hukum hai, jiske liye duniya bik sakti hai. Zara Haya Siddiqui, ek doctor jiska sukoon sirf apni seva aur apne Nana ki duaon mein hai. Jab Ayaan ki nazar Zara par padti hai, woh isse sirf ek "challenge" samajhta hai — par yeh challenge use uske apne andar ke khaalipan ka saamna karwa dega। Takabbur se shuru hone wala safar — kya yeh ishq tak pahunchega, ya phir manzil tak — khuda tak?

"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.

English

~ ZA¥DAN ~ 'Life is a Game of chess' Move in silence only to say CHECKMATE°°° ~ HA¥AT ~ 'Life can be a game of chess' But with a calm mind, Life can be crystal CLEAR°°° ~~~~~~~~ "Your name"? He asked as he stood up from his chair, taking slow steps towards me making me take steps backward, his voice extremely dark with a slightest bit of anger, his blue eyes roaming to every inch of my body taking his pleasurable time, as his blue eyes stopped at my eyes and met mine amber one, A chill rustled through my spine. Confusion spread across my face as fear engulfed me. Why is he asking my name? Like he don't know, I really wanted to roll my eyes but held the urge in. "Hayat" I replied confidently as my back hit the wall. A dead end. "Full name"? He asked fully invading my personal space as he placed both his hands on each side of wall trapping me in. We stared at eachother in silence. "Hayat Malik" I replied still staring at him. As the words slipped out of my tongue, a small smirk made its way to his lips. This was a simple action but I could sense danger from his eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something Mrs...." He trailed off as he took a hold of my face from his right hand, left hand still on the wall. Tinkles spread across my stomach as his hand made contact with my skin. "Hayat Zaydan Malik" He completed and with that he slammed his lips against mine. Update on Monday and Friday.

Love that was never meant to be... *Meral loved Zaviyan with all her heart, but he loved someone else. Her silence became his biggest regret later. Was this "Lahaasil Ishq" a punishment or a test?* A story of love, pain, and the words that were left unsaid. When hearts break, do they ever heal the same way? Dive into a world where love exists, but destiny doesn't allow it. "Even without wanting it, love turns a person into a madman God does give a heart, but He makes its heartbeat belong to someone else"

Anaya was never supposed to remember who she really was. But when a series of coordinated attacks throws the city into chaos, she is forced into a deadly game controlled by an invisible network—one that manipulates fear, destruction, and control with terrifying precision. What begins as a fight for survival quickly turns into something far more dangerous. With Kabir, a sharp and fearless ally, Anaya dives deeper into the shadows, facing ambushes, betrayals, and relentless enemies at every step. Together, they dismantle the network piece by piece, pushing beyond human limits—until they finally bring down the mastermind behind it all. For a moment, it’s over. But the silence that follows hides a darker truth. Because the real enemy was never defeated. From the shadows emerges a man who doesn’t just know Anaya… he understands her. A man who was there long before this war began. A man who didn’t just control the system—he built it. And worse… He built her. As buried memories begin to surface, Anaya is forced to confront a past that was stolen from her—a secret program of psychological conditioning, combat training, and memory suppression. Her strength, her instincts, her ability to survive against impossible odds… none of it was accidental. She was designed to be a weapon. Now, that weapon is being called back. When the enemy initiates “Phase 2,” the city descends into controlled collapse. Power grids fail, communication networks crumble, and panic spreads like wildfire. At the center of it all is a single message: 6 hours. No explanation. No mercy. Just a countdown toward something catastrophic. As the clock ticks down, Anaya and Kabir are pushed to their limits. Trust begins to crack under pressure, and the enemy turns their greatest strength into their biggest weakness. Kabir becomes a target, a pawn in a psychological game designed to break Anaya from within. And this time, the battle isn’t just physical. It’s mental. Personal. Unavoidable. To stop what’s coming, Anaya must do the one thing she has feared the most—embrace the part of herself that was created, controlled, and buried deep inside. A darker, more dangerous version of who she is. Because this isn’t just a fight against an enemy anymore. It’s a fight against her own identity. And in a world where control is power and truth is a weapon, Anaya must decide— Will she remain a creation of the past… Or become something even the man who made her can no longer control?

مہسا کو سب "نالائق" کہتے تھے۔ اسکول میں پیچھے، گھر میں خاموش۔ اس کا کوئی دوست نہیں تھا... سوائے اس کی آواز کے۔ عالم غصے والا تھا۔ کم بولتا تھا۔ اسے کسی سے فرق نہیں پڑتا تھا۔ ایک نظر نے دونوں کی زندگی بدل دی۔ مہسا کا ایک طرفہ عشق... اور عالم کی بے نیازی۔ کیا عشق کا بوجھ مہسا اٹھا پائے گی؟ یا عالم کی خاموشی اسے توڑ دے گی؟

Ek simple nurse… aur ek dangerous businessman… Ek raat ICU me unki mulaqat hoti hai… par yeh sirf ek accident nahi tha… balki ek aisi kahani ki shuruaat thi jahan pyaar bhi hai… aur inteqam bhi. Kabir Malhotra—ek naam jo raaz se bhara hai… aur Anaya—ek ladki jo uski zindagi badal sakti hai… ya barbaad kar sakti hai. Jab sach samne aayega… to kya jeetega—ishq ya inteqam?

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?"