D W Urdu Novels & Stories

Cade Jennings was always there for me when I needed him—until he wasn’t. I’d spent my entire life loving my best friend’s older brother. Every single one of my birthday wishes was spent hoping Cade would finally notice me. And then one day, he did. But not all love stories have happy endings. It's been years since I left the small town of Sutten Mountain devastated and heartbroken. I’d used the pain to fuel a bestselling novel that solidified I’d never have to return. Until tragedy struck, forcing me to face the man who shattered my heart. I thought I’d be strong enough to see him again. I didn’t expect the angry, broken man staring back at me. But the more time we spend around each other, the more I see glimpses of the man I fell in love with. His touch still owns me. His kiss still brands me. And even after all this time, the feelings I have for him still consume me. Cade and I are unfinished business, and this time, he’s not letting me leave until we rewrite our story.

I overslept by six hours on my wedding day. By the time I got there, my fiancée, Yvonne Burke, had already gone through the entire ceremony with her ex, Tony Cooke. I stood there, drenched in sweat. Yvonne just smiled and came clean. "I was the one who drugged you. Tony wanted a wedding ceremony. It's not a big deal, so I gave him one." Like she was afraid I'd make a scene, she added, "Be good. Next week, I'll get the marriage certification with you. Besides, throwing a fit now won't change anything. Look—even if he takes off the suit, it still won't fit you." My eyes landed on the groom. The suit he was wearing was the one I'd spent nearly six months picking out. Everyone held their breath, waiting for me to lose it. Instead, I felt a wave of relief. She should've told me sooner. I'd already been having second thoughts. My ex once said that if I ever dared get married, she'd show up in a wedding dress and steal me away. Looks like everything worked out perfectly. We both got what we wanted.

M‍aya B‍la⁠ke doesn’t want love or po‍wer. S⁠he w⁠ants⁠ enough money t‌o keep he‌r sick mother aliv‌e. When she lands a r‌are int‍ernsh‍ip at Holt In‍du‌stries she promises herself one⁠ thing. Stay invisible, but on the top floor, invisibility is impossible.Espe‍cially when the man everyo⁠ne fears‍ starts lo‍oking at her like she⁠’s t⁠he one thing he can’t afford to lose. Ad⁠ri‌an Hol⁠t is cold, rut‌hless‌, untoucha‌ble. His employees say h‌e has no heart. They‌’re wrong. Maya see‌s what’s broken behind⁠ th‍e tailored suits and sharp‌ orders. What she⁠ doesn’‍t know is the trut⁠h Ad‍rian is hi‍din‌g. He’s the reason her fa⁠m‌ily lost everything. The man sign‍ing her checks is the same man who destroyed he⁠r li‍fe‍. Adrian k‌now⁠s the moment Maya discovers the tru‌t‍h,‍ she’ll never look at hi‌m the s‍ame way again. H‍e⁠ can‌ con‌fess and lose h‌er forever, o‌r stay silen‍t and b‍reak her twice. But love doesn’t stay⁠ quiet. And secr⁠ets never‍ stay⁠ buried. When the truth come‌s out, will love survive what betr⁠ayal began?

Mikkel Solar has been living his life as a drifting shadow at the borders of his pack for the past 11 years. His only companions being his parents. His 'condition' has rendered him an outcast of society, a being they see as a curse. Upon reaching the age of maturity, the supernaturals of Europe are deemed worthy of entering the land of Rhodes, a place that refines the finest warriors, witches, healers and leaders. Aged 22, Mikkel finally finds himself the opportunity to escape to the land of neutrality where legally he was free to abide in without the threat of being harmed. However, will he pass the entrance exam and will the Land of Rhodes find him worthy of enrollment? Meghaal Singhe a studious human who just wants to get her degree has been housing at the Cosmic moon pack for the last month. Mikkel finds in her the friend he never had. The friend he always wanted and needed. The Two best friends fight their way past figures of Authority and superstitious stigma that stand against them as they force their ways past the gates of Rhodes. But what they do not know is that a storm is brewing. A storm that links the two of them to everyone and everything that plays a part. Betrayal, negligence, broken hearts and newfound love are the cups of tea they're in for. This story does not only focus on Mikkel and Meghaal. It just starts out with them. There will be 3 other protagonists who will have their very own story within it. Each one of them will have a problem of their own, and each one of them will be connected to one other. T/W This story contains mxm, mxg, gxg, mxmxm, depression, suicide, mental health, and rape.

But as much as I loved him, there were cracks in our perfect marriage. Damien didn’t want children. He’d been clear about it from the start, even though I had always dreamed of being a mother. He’d smile that charming smile of his and say, “Pups will tie us down, my love. You’re so beautiful and vibrant and pregnancy would change that. I want you to stay just as you are.”

Emre had it all. He was rich, powerful and handsome. He was used to winning, in life and in business. He could get any girl he wanted. Anyone but her. The only regret in his life. Sarah. He’d never forgotten her. Even though she’d crushed him when she’d left, he still wanted her. Now a chance encounter had put them both together on his yacht. She might not want anything to do with him but he wasn’t about to let anything get in his way. Not her resistance. Not the past, not any misunderstandings. Not even her boyfriend. She was his girl, wherever she went, whatever she did. He wasn’t going to rest till he got her back, one way or another.

I loved Liam with everything I had, waiting for the day he'd finally accept me wholeheartedly as his wife. I watched him bring his mistress to our home without complaining. And I had no intention to complain as our marriage was obviously an arranged one even though I loved him. Hence I waited patiently for the day he'd finally see through my sincerity and show me even the tiniest bit of affection. However, five years down the line, nothing had changed. Liam was still the same, bringing his mistress into our home, and frolicking around the city with her. I endured it all for the sake of Grandma Helen. But when Grandma Helen died, I had no reason to remain in the marriage anymore and must give him a divorce. I gave you enough chance to love me as your woman but since you couldn't do that, I’d be gone from your life for good.

After my breakup, my best friend encouraged me to join a cycling club. I quickly came to realize that this was no ordinary cycling group. To my shock, I stumbled upon my friend, caught up in a moment on her bike, doing something that went far beyond anything I'd anticipated. Surprisingly, instead of running away, a thrill of anticipation flickered within me. Because, truthfully… I'd been waiting for a moment like this for a long time.

"Our love is filthy, a dirty secret that nobody should know about." Kira thrives and wants a better life in a world where omegas are despised and shunned, but fate has cruel plans for her. The moon goddess gives her a forbidden mate, Alpha D'Angelo, the most feared and ruthless alpha in the land. An Alpha's bond with an Omega results in instant rejection or, worse, death. She expects worse, but D'Angelo has other interesting methods of causing ruin than a simple kill.

His songs were better when he had a broken heart. That sentence would change my life after my dream job was dished to me on a shiny, silver platter. All I had to do? Hurt Nash Pierce enough to get him writing good music again. The pop icon’s songs were no longer the phenomena they used to be. His team needed another breakthrough album—like the first he’d penned, using his heartbreak as fuel. The plan was simple: I’d go on tour with him as a backup dancer…and make him fall in love with me. I was hired to inspire—to become embedded into every lyric he wrote. Then, I was to set fire to it all—to destroy every feeling we hoped he’d develop for me. It seemed simple enough. Easy, even. I didn’t expect to be consumed myself—to see so much in the man displayed in the tabloids. I didn’t foresee falling for him. It didn’t occur to me that, while attempting to break his heart, I might just shatter my own. Most of all, I never thought I’d fight so hard to hold on to a relationship that had always been founded on goodbye.