Urdu Navel

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****

Nineteen years old Everrin's journey of life in a world filled with adventures... And deaths.

Twisted Desire By Atom Moeez had it all—until she left. Now, standing beneath the same moon that once witnessed their laughter, he’s haunted by memories he can’t escape. As his heart pulls him back, he fights to find a way forward. But some echoes are too strong to ignore. Note: The usage of Urdu/Hindi for the dialogs is just because of the origin.

the twilight sky is collapsing as the merging of blackness with the reddish gold aura reflects on the calm red pool. organles, limbs, and heads have been flourishing momentarily through their floating form. his body is floating as well amidst this, and Angel is kneeling beside him. with her needle finger, she scratches his flesh from to the chest. her white hair is falling over his faded form, her blue eyes are sparkling. A cold breeze blew up for a second, making her long hair brush against her bare skin, she stood up and said, "I've written our name on your chest (Angle love En-e)". She twisted her waist as her cross from the navel chain started to sparkle. She said, "Goodbye my love, enjoy the lonely night"

The "Imran Series" by Ibn-e-Safi is a renowned collection of Urdu spy novels, centered around the character Ali Imran, a secret agent working for the secret service of an unnamed country. The series, started in the early 1950s, blends elements of mystery, adventure, and humor, creating a unique and captivating narrative style. Ali Imran, the protagonist, is portrayed as a deceptively goofy and frivolous character, often underestimated by his adversaries due to his seemingly inept behavior. However, beneath this facade lies a brilliant and cunning mind, making him an exceptional detective and spy. Imran operates under various aliases and employs an eclectic team of assistants to tackle criminal masterminds, thwart espionage plots, and unravel complex mysteries. The series features a rich array of recurring characters, including Imran's loyal sidekicks like Joseph Mugonda, a strongman with a gentle heart, and the beautiful yet deadly Julia. Each novel introduces readers to new villains and intricate plots, keeping the stories fresh and engaging. The blend of action, intrigue, and humor, along with Safi's vivid and witty writing, has earned the "Imran Series" a cherished place in South Asian literature, continuing to captivate readers across generations. Disclaimer: I'm not the writer of this series. The original writer was actually "Asrar Ahmed" and he wrote this beautiful series of novels by the alias of "Ibn-e-Safi" (1928-1980). The original series was in Urdu language. I'm a big fan of "Ibn-e-Safi" and "Imran Series". I wanted to bring this series to global readers, so I am translating it into English and putting it on this large platform.

Urdu Poems

A world is drawn from the absurd. Mysteries that pile up to the ceiling. Atypical beings and an exotic kingdom. When life changes to plunge us into a more than disturbing fantastic universe… "My life had always been a long calm river. Between high school, homework, television… You could say that I lived a wonderful routine. Well… that was before… Before a girl dressed as a winged clown falls from my bedroom ceiling and takes me on a completely surreal adventure." Eudora has all the hateful girls. Selfish, petty, taking pleasure in pushing those around her… She is the very definition of cruelty, seeing only her navel and having no concern for the fate of others. Overnight, the girl will find herself with a heavy burden on her shoulders. Seeing himself becoming the only hope of a population destined for chaos. Can there be any hope when the world is in the hands of the most self-absorbed girl there is? And yet, it's all just a matter of minutes. One minute for eternity.

"Is my fate already written according to the stars or do I create my own destiny?" Li Suji only has one hundred days before she turns twenty-five, and that also means she only has one hundred days left to find her reincarnated prince. She has no clue about the said man aside from the fact that she'll find him working at the Seo Publishing Company, and that the reincarnated prince will also have the same birthmark as she has, the mermaid's tail binds them together as the fated couple. She managed to enter the company as a trainee editor on probation as she heard through connections. Chaos arrives when she got tied with two CEO's at the same time. Will she be able to break her curse and make the reincarnated prince fall in love with her in this current life? +++ A scene suddenly came right through my eyes, as if it was directly right in front of me. This time, I was aware that I was not experiencing it firsthand though it still happened from my point of view. I was there, tending someone, probably a man. I was unbuttoning two buttons in his shirt because he was sweating too much. I was holding a wet towel in my hand and started to wipe his neck using it. "It tickles, why are you wiping my body so lightly?" The man asked, it seemed like a very familiar voice but I couldn't pinpoint who. I wasn't looking at the man since I was so preoccupied with looking at his perfectly sculpted body. "You shouldn't be doing that, no-no, you should do it the hard way." "H-huh??" The hard way? "Yes, should I do it instead?" He sat up, unbuttoned his shirt, took my hand, and guided me to wipe his neck down to his chest, abdomen, navel until his pelvis, "You should do it like this, okay?" As I was trying to hide the embarrassment of touching his body---I was touching the man's body with a towel, something caught my attention. Lower than his navel but the upper right side of his pelvis, I saw a mermaid's tail's fin. I scooted over, held the garter of his pants, and pulled it downwards. Voila. It was the mermaid's tail. Perfectly the same as mine. He's the one that I am looking for. I don't doubt it. I am one hundred percent sure! He's the reincarnated prince that I am looking for, for so long. The man grabbed my hand and made me look at his face. Sadly, I couldn't see who he was clearly. "What are you doing to a sick man's house, not to mention pulling his pants? Do you want to get yourself in trouble?" Yes, that's right. I'm already in trouble. +++ This story focuses on the reality of the workplace setting (office romance), slice-of-life, rom-com with tiny bits of fantasy elements. The setting is in modern-day Korea, I am not a Korean native so there might be some things that are not 100% accurate nor does it reflect the society and the country alone. The story focuses on character development and how the main characters grow in terms of love and life, has cliche and is a slow burn romance. If you're not reading this in Webnovel or Ficool, chances are, the book is plagiarized. Please support the author by reading this book in the Webnovel platform.

Do Gaz Zameen Urdu Novel by Rana Zahid Hussain. Urdu Novel: Do Gaz Zameen Writer: Rana Zahid Hussain

Impossible is nothing to a heart willing

This is a fanfic of NCIS and the X-Men. Total mashup of two worlds can they solve crimes and control their powers?

(THIS BOOK IS ON HOLD, I MIGHT CONTINUE WRITING THIS BOOK AFTER COMPLETING MY CURRENT ONES) THANKS They force me to seat on the broken chair in the darkroom that can hardly lift my weight, except a yellow light bulb, I can't even see their faces as they started to questions and answers with me that obviously, I don't understand. For a moment, I feel like I am in the jail of Pakistan as they are speaking Urdu or maybe Arabian from their accents. But How I came here? As I refused to let out a single word from my mouth because I failed to reckon their language and I received uncountable punches and slaps in return. 'I will give you water and food if you behaved nicely' one of them said, even I can't see his face I can say he is their general from his clothes and finally, I got someone smart here who knows my language. "Fine, I want water first" I replied while trying to stay conscious as I gulp the whole jar of water within minutes. Name? "Jared Alberto" Age? "32" Height? "6.2" Eye color? "green, but I don't think its matters" 'It does, Alien' (Why the fuck they are calling me alien?) Are you married? " Not yet but I have a beautiful fiancee" Where are you from? "My family belongs to Italy but I live in America for more than a decade...I guess" Where this place exits? "Like Seriously, guys? *laughs* It's on Earth " As I joke of them, again, I reserve the tight punch on my jaw, I slightly spit the blood from my mouth. 'Shut the fuck up and just answer our questions, Alien!!' He yelled at me. "For god's sake stop calling me alien, I am human from planet Earth just like you all" I rudely spat as they laugh crazily at me. 'No planet with that name exists in our world ' he replies and my jaw dropped on the ground in confusion. Where I put myself in? Who are they and what they want from me? ************** I am thirty-two years old Jared Alberto, My family belongs to one of the richest and famous families of Italy, and I grow up in complete luxuries, When I was a kid, I was very fond of video games soon it becomes my passion than a profession means my career. After the years of struggle I owned the world's most popular video game company Jared Alberto entertainment after my name, of course, no one supported me in my ideas not even my parents but year's of dedication and self believe made me who I am today. A billionaire. But one day I found My enemy company developed the game that can be played on Xbox as well and soon it becomes popular among teenagers. I got frustrated, I needed to do something so I decided to build the game that no one can ever think of, it took me few months and I created such a game but during the launch party, one of my team members said there are some troubles in the game and My one silly mistake and I came inside of my video game that the first thought I got. Or I mistakenly created the device that sent me to another universe? but the main problem is I am stuck here.

(This story is only for Hindi or Urdu speaking people.) This story is about the boy who once got the mysterious sim-card and how his life got completely changed.

About my real adventures with bhabhi

"When a mysterious summons invites hundreds of adventurers to explore a vast abyss on a remote island known as 'The Navel of the World,' expectations and excitement soar to new heights. Among them is Expedition Group Number 47, an eclectic mix of brave souls willing to brave the unknown. From the intrepid elf Lilith Valerius to the curious Furndling Bubble Blichi, this brave group embarks on an odyssey full of danger and mystery. What secrets do the depths of this abyss hide? Join them as they unravel the riddles of 'The Navel of the World' and face challenges that will test their courage, ingenuity and teamwork like never before." Note: my original work is in Spanish, I made this version in English with the help of translators and the little English I know, any advice and doubts please let me know.

Woman navel

Writting urdu poetry