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𝐑𝐞𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐧 (𝐃𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐫)
The Bastard King of Lyari (completed):
Part I Part II Part III
Almost His (ongoing):
Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V
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𝐑𝐞𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐧 (𝐃𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐫)
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Secrets (Akshaye Khanna x Actress!reader) Lights, camera, Love? (Akshaye Khanna x Actress!reader)
special thanks to all the cuties who helped me out to make this : @mastanii @imthebadguyyy @tessa-bl
Hi folks, I know i’ve been missing for a while, first and foremost, apologies. I’ve been dealing with some health related issues and that has kind of meddled with my everyday routine, hence the lack of posting. I’ll be better in a few days and I’ll hopefully get back to posting. Sorry if I’ve disappointed my readers, and thankyou as always.
Also, i’ve read all your anons, thanks for everyone’s concern, I’ll definitely try my best to get back to posting❤️
HELLOOOO BEAUTIFUL READERS❤️❤️‼️‼️ announcement alert for y’all
So by majority voting, the ending to Almost His is going to be a happy ending🤭 I’ll mostly be uploading the part this coming Tuesday (or maybe Wednesday depending if i have any holi plans💀) but don’t worry it’s literally almost done (hehe)
Just wanted to come here check in with y’all hope y’all are doing good i know i’ve been thodu missing but it’s just exams n all that bs :/ BUT IMMA BE BACK WITH A FINAL BANGER TRUST YOUR AUTHOR
Thankyou, and i love you❤️
Thinking if i should end Almost His on a sad ending or a happy ending, y’all mind helping me out?😏
Almost His started as an angst/hurt fanfic, it always was, always has been in every part that I uploaded. To give it an angsty ending would only be poetic justice
On the other hand
Everyone loves a happy ending, right? We’d all like to see our girl Y/N finally be happy after suffering so much, would maybe (definitely) even like to see Uzair find happiness.
You have about a week to decide😋
Decide the fate of the ending of Almost His
Angst/hurt ending
Happy ending
Pls add rehman yn smut in almost his 😭
ehehehehe hmmmmmmmm
Omg I love love LOVE UR FICS SO MUCH, i remember coming to tumblr just after watching dhurandhar and seeing the bastard king of lyari and was hooked and now after reading almost his??? Omg the angst was perfect and I feel SO BAD FOR UZAIR pls write smth for my bbg(whenever u r free and want to)❤️❤️🙏🙏
YKW??? after putting poor uzie through so much in almost his, i kinda wanna write a sweet little blurb for him djfhefihwfefjfvsgf
I LOVVEVEEEEEEEE YOUUYYYY!!! YOURE SUCH GOOD WRITING!
The angst.
The sadness.
The kiss.
Uzair. Ulfat. Y/n. Rehman.
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HEYYYY OMG OMG OMG I LOVE YOU TOO!!!! THANKYOU SO MUCHHHH <33333
Do u take smut prompts
I'D LOVE TO!!! DROP SOME IN IT'LL BE NICE TO PRACTICE MY SMUT WRITING SKILLS HAHAHA
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they feed us. spiritually. emotionally.
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their angelic voices will bless our crops, our timelines, and our hearts
world peace achieved through mutual yearning
enemies to lovers diplomacy. found family laws. and late night existential crashouts
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sign up today to become a loyal citizen of their kingdom™
benefits include:
three (3) meals a day consisting solely of devastatingly beautiful prose
free healthcare but it’s just being told “it’s okay they’ll kiss eventually”
state-funded yearning (through their songs and fics ofc)
national anthem is just heavy breathing over a dramatic monologue
what more do you want in life. taxes? stability? a functioning economy? cringe.
in this kingdom we only believe in:
slow burns
vocal runs that cure depression
men with unresolved trauma finding love
pledge allegiance.
abandon reason.
ascend.
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Hey gurll I love your fic Almost His sooo much!! But why did you have to use Ulfat’s name?? 😭 😭 Rehmat lover me is literally dying knowing that Rehman has to choose sides between Ulfat and Y/N
I want Y/N to get a happy ending but not the expense of ulfat
I think y’all need to be reminded this is a hurt/angst fic😭😭😭almost all of the characters in this fic will be affected in some way or the other.
I KNOW many of y’all were riding for Uzie to be happy but cmon ITS AN ANGST FIC DO Y’ALL EXPECT ME TO KEEP EVERYTHING LOVEY DOVEY AND HAPPY?😭😭 i feel like such a wolf in sheep’s clothing when I’m reading all the “sad for uzair” comments and replying “i know right😔” as if im literally not the one who wrote this shit AHAHAHA 🤪😋
Thankyou for loving my fic❤️
You're such a baddie, KASAINUMA CHUMMI for you 💋💋💋💋
THANKYOU BADDIE AAHHHHH LOVE UUU
𝐀𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐬
warning: angst, hurt.
Part V
Playlist to listen to while reading!
Even though we're goin' through it And it makes you feel alone Just know that I would die for you The distance and the time between us It'll never change my mind 'cause Baby, I would die for you
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧: Is it you or Is it her? Only time will tell.
You were shivering, trembling, in shock. All you could see was white. You had barely escaped by the skin of your teeth. You knew things would be different after he left, but they’d get this bad? this was something you didn’t know.
You ran.
You ran till your feet ached, your juttis, the ones he gifted, now in a far worse condition than before, like how your relationship with him had become. You could hear your own heart beating in your eardrums, nobody your entire life had even dared to come close to you, but today you almost faced a situation worse than death.
Abbu had been away for business for a couple of days, Ammi went to bua’s house to relax for the while, so when you returned to your abode, you stumbled inside the gates, locking the metal handle and finally letting yourself fall on the steps of your house.
You sat there, dazed and out of it, worried that any moment anyone could show up, you chose not to go inside the house all alone because what if they managed to barge in somehow and harm you, who would even hear your screams inside this big house?
So you sat there, in the open, still trying to calm yourself, breath unsteady, body shaking.
Meanwhile, a butcher like death was awaiting for the men who tried to mess with you.
Donga expertly manoeuvred the black jeep through the small filthy busy streets of lyari, Rehman sat in the back with his fist clenched, his gun tucked in close to his body, folding knife already ready to be used, almost waiting in his pocket.
Sure he could use any of the weapons he had on him, but “a death far brutal was the fitting punishment for even thinking about harming you” was his justification.
Clang Clang Clang
“Y/N!!? Y/N gate kholo!” (Y/N!!? Y/N open the gate!) You jolted at the sound, the sudden banging giving you a jumpscare. But you recognised the voice, you knew who it was. “Uzair…” a breathless whisper left your lips. you stumbled your way to the gate, unlatching the lock, and swinging it open. “Uzair…” without hesitation he pulled you in. Big arms wrapped around you as he held you tightly, but still with caution like you were a porcelain doll that might just shatter.
He pulled away, his palms holding your head, he inspected you frantically, he was deathly worried, you could see it in his eyes. “Tumhein…tumhein kuch-" (Are you... you..) You nodded no. “M-Ma- Main bhaagi uzair…main bass…” (I-I- I just ran Uzair...I just...)
You trailed off, eyes looking out into nothingness. You were still in a state of shock, he understood. Nodding he held your tired body, helping you up the steps as you sat on the bench in your baramda right outside your door. “Mujhe donga ne bheja, usne tumhein market mein dekha aur sab bataya mujhe” (Donga sent me, he saw you in the market and told me everything.)
You met his eyes, listening as you tried to zone out the thumping of your heart. “Donga aur kuch aur ladke, Rehman bhai ke sath-" (Donga and some other boys, with Rehman bhai-)
“Rehman…?” His name left your lips, your heart dropping lower. You could only imagine what was going to happen to those men now that he knew.
About an hour passes by, you had somewhat regulated yourself, Uzair stayed right besides you, he brought you water, a pillow from inside for you to sit more comfortably. That’s when you heard the engine roaring, black jeep pulling up to your house, with another jeep right behind it. Both of your heads turned as the car stopped.
You slowly stood up, so did Uzair; he got up from the steps and unlocked the gate, opening it wide as you watched from a distance. Donga stepped out of the jeep first, his gaze lowered, he looked exhausted as he opened the backseat door.
Rehman stepped out of the jeep, his brown kurta smattered with blood, to point where you really couldn’t distinguish where the actual colour of the kurta ended and where the bloodstains began. A single strand of hair fell on his forehead, his knuckles were bruised and bloodied, sleeves pulled up to his forearms, specks of blood flashed across his jaw.
When you saw him in this state, it reminded you of the day he showed up to your house in the middle of the night, after he had murdered his own mother. He looked almost the same, the same boy, same blood covered clothing, same look in his eyes.
“Rehman…” As if your feet had their own mind, you began your descent towards him, the world around you blurring away as your bruised bare feet ran towards him, you threw your arms around him, and he caught you.
His hands gripped around your waist as he closed his eyes, burying his face in the crook of your neck. He had done it. He had brought you justice. He had killed those men. He finally felt relief as he held your safe, unharmed body in his arms.
The entire time he was dealing with those men, he couldn’t stop blaming himself, he was at fault, this was all his fault, he should’ve never left your side, never left your house, never left you deserted and abandoned like this, he never knew that you would end up paying the price for his decisions. He would rather be chained to you for life if it meant that your safety would be guaranteed forever.
He had risked you, risked something so important to him that a near death experience was what it took to remind him, that he does not want to lose you. He simply cannot afford to lose you.
You slowly pulled away, his teary eyes looked into yours.
Smack
He deserved it. A clean slap across his face, and he knew he deserved every bit of it. “Ye sab…ye sab tumhari galti hai Reh-Rehman…” (All of this all of this is your fault Reh- Rehman.) you spoke between broken sniffles and whimpers, tears began forming. “Agar tum- tum mujhe chhodkar nahi jaate toh mujhpar aaj ye- ye naubat naa aati..” (If you you had not left me, then I would not have faced this situation today.)
His hands tightened around your waist, every word from your lips was a whiplash to his soul. He knew you were right. “Jaanta hu, jaanta hu meri jaan…” (I know, I know my love.)
“MAT KAHO MUJHE JAAN.” (DO NOT CALL ME MY LOVE.) Rage filled your voice as you raised it, pain evidently filled to the brim, was now outpouring through you. “Maaf kardo, mujhe maaf kar sakti ho toh maaf kardo Y/N…” (Forgive me, if you can forgive me then forgive me Y/N.) he laid a feathered kiss on your forehead, a tear escaping as his eye as he did.
“Mujhse bohot badi galti hogayi, mujhe kabhi yahaan se jaana hi nahi chahiye tha…” (I have made a very big mistake, I should never have left this place.) his forehead touched yours, his voice raw and honest, apologetic. You slowly pulled away, walking back a few steps and now standing back.
He turned his head to donga, signaling him. He understood, as he yelled out to the two boys in the other jeep, who quickly got out of the car and moved to the jeep’s trunk. You furrowed your brows in confusion as you watched.
Thud Thud Thud
Three bodies dragged and dumped at your feet.
Mangled beyond recognition; but you knew who they were, bloodied beyond comprehension, and you knew they deserved it.
“Jo koi bhi tumhein chhoone ka khayal bhi karega, woh samajh jayega ke Rehman Dakait ki di hui maut, badi kasainuma hoti hai.” (Whoever even thinks of touching you will understand that the death given by Rehman Dakait is a butcher-like death.)
A shiver ran down your spine. The air cold and crisp with fear and intensity. He stepped over the bodies, walking towards you. You felt vindicated, avenged. Once you had heard from Uzair that Rehman was dealing with this, somewhere even after all this, in the depths of your heart you knew he would have your back and he did, sure you felt a bit better, but that barely dissipated any amount of your feelings of anger for him.
Things had settled down, Rehman sent his men away, telling them to inform Ulfat he won't be returning home tonight. Uzair kept himself busy with helping you out, he ordered in food for you, pushed you to go take a relaxing bath, he had to make sure you were doing better than you were before, after all even he blamed himself for not being there for you earlier, but now that he was, he was going to try his damn best to make you happy.
You sat in the living room on the sofa with your legs crisscross, your mother's shawl wrapped around you for comfort, the AC at a comfortable 21 degree celcius. Uzair emerged from the kitchen with a tray full of food; a bowl of manchurian soup, side of fried noodles to add to it, and a plate of burnt garlic rice. He set the tray infront of you on the glass coffee table, and sat adjacent from you on the lounge chair. "Ab aise hi baithi rahogi, yaa kuch khaogi bhi?" (Will you keep sitting like this, or will you eat something?)
You sighed, nodding yes, but feeling lethargic to even have a morsel of food. "Hmm, kholo mu" (Hmm, open your mouth.) Rehman had made his way to you, plopped down besides you, and now held a spoonful of the rice to your mouth.
Glaring at him, you replied "Tumhare haath se toh bilkul bhi nahi." (Not from your hands at all.) "Lo bhai Uzair, tum hi khilaado usse, mohotarma ka gussa mujhpar se abhi tak utra nahi." (Here Uzair, you feed her, Madam's anger towards me has not gone down yet.)
"Koi zarurat nahi, main khud khaa lungi." (No need, I will eat it myself.) You huffed in annoyance as you took the plate from him and began eating, his trick to get you to eat had worked, both him and Uzair tried to supress a smile as they watched you eat your food.
Later when they had both eaten as well, all three of you went your own ways, you headed upstairs to yours, finally feeling better than you did in the afternoon. You did your nighttime routine, got in your bed, pulled your sheets over you, and closed your eyes.
A minute passed, then ten, then fifteen; this happened for about half and hour, you kept tossing and turning, but sleep escaped you. It was understandable, you had gone through alot today, ofcourse rest was not to come that easy. So you got out of bed, and decided to head down.
Meanwhile when you were trying to fall asleep, Rehman was taking a smoke break in your backyard. He glanced over the roses, his memories flooded with you and the days of his youth with you. "Aaj Mirza ke bande mare hai, kal khud Mirza marega." (Today Mirza's men have died, tomorrow Mirza himself will die.)
Uzair's voice low and filled with a low hum of anger as he approached his brother from behind. Rehman's jaw ticked, he knew Uzair was right, they had to regain power, regain control so as to not let something like this happen again. "Aaj jo kuch bhi hua, woh dobaara kabhi nahi hoga." (Whatever happened today will never happen again.) Rehman spoke, taking a drag of his cigarette.
Uzair scoffed, "Aaj jo bhi hua, woh kabhi hota bhi nahi, agar aap yaha se gair moujood na hote." (Whatever happened today would never have happened if you had not been absent from here.)
Rehman narrowed his eyes, and turned his head around at that.
"Kya bola tune?" (What did you just say?) "Sahi suna aapne, aaj jo Y/N ke sath hua, woh jitni meri galti thi, usse kai guna zyaada aapki galti thi bhai." (You heard it right, whatever happened with Y/N today, it was far more your fault than mine, many times over.)
He took a few steps towards Uzair, flicking his cigarette away, his brother's defiance annoyed him. "Aapko Y/N ke liye yaha moujood hona chahiye tha, lekin- aap, aapko apni aishaayi se waqfa mile tab na." (You should have been present here for Y/N, but if you ever get free from your indulgences, then maybe..)
"Zabaan sambhaalkar Uzair." (Watch your tongue Uzair.)
"Nahi bhai, aaj mujhe bolne do. Aapko zara bhi nazar nahi aata? Ya aap jaanke bhi nazarandaaz kar dete hai? Uss bechari ki haalat dekhi hai aapne jabse aap yaha se chale gaye? Mujhe toh aajtak nahi samajh aata ke woh kaise aap se itna apna dil lagaye baithi hai, aur aap ho ke-" (No brother, let me speak today. Can you not see it at all? Or do you see it and still choose to ignore it? Have you seen the state that poor girl has been in ever since you left from here? To this day I cannot understand how she managed to give her heart to you so completely, and you still-)
he couldn't finish his words, scoffing at the absurdity of it all.
Rehman stood still in his place, eyes trailing to the ground, had he really been so blindsided with "love" that he completely erased you out of his life for a while? You meant so much to him- god you meant the world to him, were you truly hurting that bad? were you hiding it all from him?
Uzair stepped forward, facing his brother. "Y/N ke dil mein jo kuch bhi hai, woh batana uska haq hai, main isse zyada aur kuch aapko nahi bata sakta. Lekin ek baat yaad rakhna bhai, agar iss duniya mein mere alawa aap par koi aur doosra apni jaan chhidakta hai, toh woh ladki hai. Shaayad mujhse bhi zyada." (Whatever is in Y/N's heart, it is her right to say it, I cannot tell you anything more than this. But remember one thing brother, if in this world there is anyone besides me who would give their life for you, it is that girl. Maybe even more than me.)
and with that, he left, returning back in the house.
"Arey Uzair? tum soye nahi?" (Oh Uzair? You did not sleep?) On his way back to his room, he bumped into you, he thought you looked absolutely adorable with your shawl wrapped around you, face bare and sleepy. He smiled softly, ruffling your hair a bit he replied, "Bass, abhi jaa raha hu. Tum theek toh hona? tumhein neend nahi aarahi?" (Enough, I am leaving now. You are alright, right? You are not able to sleep?)
You nodded no, "Theek toh hu, bass thodi der raat ki hawa mein baithlu, shaayad neend aajaye" (I am fine, I will just sit in the night air for a while, maybe I will fall asleep.) you tossed the shawl off and threw it to Uzair and walked off.
You made your way to the backyard, your bageecha, when you spotted him there, slightly leaning on one of the pillars, hands on the porch. "Aaj shayad kisi ko bhi neend nahi aarahi." (Tonight perhaps no one is able to sleep.) you approached him from the back, now standing besides him.
He turned to look at you, he didn't expect you to be here, thought you had already fallen asleep. "Hmm, shayad nahi." (Hmm, maybe not.) the soft cold wind blew, as the moonlight shined on your face, you glowed beneath it.
He knew you were beautiful, there was no denying that, but you looked angelic tonight.
"Yaad hai humari peheli mulaaqat? Yahi, issi bageeche mein? (Do you remember our first meeting? Right here, in this very garden?) You spoke, shifting in your stance a bit, it was wintertime, so you moved a bit to stand closer to him, for warmth. "Kaise bhool sakta hu, meri poori yaaddash chali jayegi, par woh din main kabhi nahi bhoolunga." (How could I forget, even if my entire memory were to disappear, I would still never forget that day.)
he huffed, a small smile forming at the corner of his lips. He shifted closer as well. "Issi bageeche se maine tumhein gulaab tod kar diya tha...aur aaj tum woh gulaab pehente tak nahi.." (It was from this very garden that I plucked a rose for you, and today you do not even wear that rose.)
He sensed the shift in your tone, reminisence turned into bitterness.
"Y/N..."
"Tum ne mujhe kyun paraya kar diya Reh...?" (Why did you make me a stranger Reh?)
"Paraya? Tumhein main kaise paraya kar sakta hu meri jaan...har raat tumhari yaad aati hai, tumhare sath bitaya zindagi ka har saal, har pal yaad aata hai." (A stranger? How could I ever make you a stranger my love, every night I miss you, every year of life I spent with you, every single moment comes back to me.)
"Toh mujhe chhod kar kyu chale gaye tum Rehman...?" (So why did you leave me and go away Rehman?) Your voice cracked, tears began pooling your vision, you laid your head on his shoulder. "Yaad toh mujhe bhi bohot aati hai" (I miss you a lot too.)
He turned around, facing you, his hands held your jaw, his eyes searching your teary ones, guilt, remorse, pain and...love, all filled his heart at the same time. "Zindagi bhar maine bass tumpar apna haq jamaya hai, tumse har cheeze li hai maine, har baar bewaqoofi kar baitha hu aur har baar tumse maafi mangne aajata hu.." (I have spent my whole life only asserting my right over you, I have taken everything from you, every time I ended up doing something foolish and every time I came running back to you to ask for forgiveness.)
his thumb grazed the skin of your cheek. "Tumhare maafi ke layak toh main bilkul bhi nahi hu, aur tum joh meri itni kadr karti ho uske toh..." (I'm not worthy of your forgiveness at all, and the way you value me so much, that too…) his voice trailed off, his heart felt too full in this moment, he wasn't used to feeling his emotions fill to the brim like this.
"Rehman..." your body had a mind of it's own, you moved closer to him, the air felt quiet now, his thumb went from grazing your cheek to now feeling how soft your lower lip was. Your own right hand came up, as you held his face, his eyes closing momentarily as he took a deep sharp inhale at your soft touch. His hand moved at your jaw, pulling you closer.
Before you could even give any more thought to it, you took one last look in his deep-set eyes, and leaned in for a kiss.
Shudder
For a second, neither of you moved.
His left hand dropped from your jaw to your waist as he pulled you flush against his body, right hand holding your face pulling you deeper in the kiss.
Your hand snaked from the side of his face to the nape of his neck, snaking into his hair and gripping at it. His lips felt like a puzzle piece finally meeting his match against yours, soft, plush, warm as they moved in unison against yours.
Uzair had already almost reached his room which was all the way across the house, well, your parent's room since that was the spare one that was available for him, but he noticed how actually cold it had gotten. With a quiet sigh, he turned back, deciding to return your shawl to you.
He turns the corner without thinking, making his long way back almost reaching towards the backyard when he stops.
It’s unintentional. Almost cruel in its timing. From where he stands, half-hidden by the doorway, he sees it.
You and Rehman, close; too close. Rehman’s hand at your jaw, your lips meeting his without hesitation. The kiss is soft, sure, real.
Uzair looks away before his emotions unearthed themselves.
Heartbroken, he turns around, walking away carrying a love never meant to be seen, a love that never got it's way.
A/N:...do y'all read author's notes?? ANYWAYS HERE IS THE SECOND LAST PART OF ALMOST HIS!!!! i have conflicting feelings too trust me. SORRY TO ALL MY GIRLS WHO WERE RIDING FOR UZIE BABY I DIDNT MEAN TO BREAK Y'ALLS HEARTS ITS JUST SECOND LEADS BARELY EVER GET WHAT THEY WANT AHAHAHHA!!! hopefully y'all like this chapter, the next one will definetly be the last one, it'll be a mega chapter cus i do have a lot of strings to tie up before finally ending this series, might take time with my exams going on but trust your author she will always deliver. PLEASEEE OVERLOOK ANY TYPOS OR ERRORS AND As always, compliments and criticism are both appreciated, thankyou for your constant love, support, patience and time <333
Plz post almost his soon I can’t wait anymore 😭😭🙏
AREY HAA BHAI READY TO POST LO AAGAYA UPDATE
Love how everyone so crazy over almost his 😭😭
ME TOO!!!😭😭😭🙏🙏 this new part is gonna have mixed reactions i just know but i’m so so excited to see how y’all are gonna feel about it!!! Dropping it in a while now😍😍🤪🤪
HIHI, i absolutely adore "Almost His" and lowkey your writing inspires me a lot. EXCITED FOR THE DROP TONIGHT >:DD (p.s : need tips on how to write delicious angst from you queen thenk you, kasainuma chummi)
😭😭😭YAAR THANKYOU SO MUCH??? im so glad to have inspired you cus wtf who am i maine kya hi inspire kiya bhai.
And about tips for writing angst? I genuinely don’t have any like tips or whatever, but whenever i write angst, it’s very personal to me. Those feelings, feelings of heartache, sadness, being the girl who doesn’t get chosen, are all feelings I’ve personally experienced, so i just write how i felt in that moment, i guess then my tip for writing good angst is having angst in your life😭😭🙏🙏‼️‼️
Thanks again for all your support ❤️
GIRLL TONIGHT WHEN???? I NEED DEETS COLLEGE KA KAAM I WILL DO EARLIER
😭😭😭tonight 1 am ke baad AHAHHA mujhe bhi padhai hai bro🥲🥲🥲‼️‼️‼️
hi! Just wanted to say love your writings and am currently obsessed with Almost His. This story is beautifully woven into such a work of art, i actually got no words to explain how excited and nervous(in a very good, i assure u) I am for the next part of it. Will you update it soon?
And pls don't take any burden on your health. We all know managing such detailed writing with college is the toughest thing and we would want you to take care of yourself and be completely in peace of mind. Pls don't stress and keep Being your amazing self. One last thing, whoever you make reader end up with anyone, be rehman or uzair or someone else, I will honor your choice, truly if rehman loves ulfat, then let him be with his true love.
With lots of love and adoration,
Your dearest gentlest reader
MAN STOP Y’ALL SHOW ME SUCH LOVE I LITERALLY DO NOT DESERVE THIS 😭😭❤️❤️❤️ Thankyou so much for the constant support and engagement for this series, it’s literally my motivation to continue writing more and more for all of y’all. The update for the new part will come tonight!!!!!
Since y’all show me so much love and appreciation, imma throw it right back at y’all ;) letting all y’all in on a little secret i’ve been working on; a new 3 part fic on akshaye!!! Can’t give all the details yet but just know it will have smut😋😋🙂↕️🙂↕️ so hopefully once almost his is over, i’ll upload the new fic!!!
Once again, Your author thanks you for your time and attention❤️
