Aryan Singh Rathore is the 29 year old newly appointed ACP for North East District of Delhi. He is one of the youngest officers on the force but has already garnered a reputation for being super calculative, sharp and athletic. His colleagues refer to him as the "Ice Man" for remaining cool even in the most dangerous situations. He lives in the Delhi Police quarters with his widowed mother Narmada Singh Rathore. Aryan's only sibling is his elder sister Arpita Shekhawat married to Arvind Shekhawat, a pharmaceutical executive working in Delhi. The Rathores migrated to Delhi after Abhinav Singh Rathore was killed in an accident in Jaipur 7 years ago. They are a well known and well to do family who still own vast properties in Rajasthan handed down to them by their forefathers but Narmada and her kids have never flaunted their wealth and prefer to live quietly. Imlie Mishra is a down on her luck 20 year old college drop out aspiring to be an investigative journalist. Her father Satyakam Mishra was arrested on suspicions of being a Naxalite leader while on a visit from Gadchiroli to Delhi for some business. As the only daughter of Satyakam and Meethi, Imlie has taken it upon herself to prove her dadda's innocence which is proving to be an uphill task since no one sympathizes with suspected Naxalites. To support herself and her mother, she freelances under the pseudonym "Vimala Mausi" in the Lifestyle section of Bhaskar and doles out advice to readers. No one other than the newspaper editor who is a friend of her dadda knows the true identity of "Vimala mausi". She and her mother stay with the Tripathis. Pankaj Tripathi and Satyakam were college friends and he is helping Imlie with trying to free Satyakam from prison.

Heya! it's more or less based on the show imlie. kirdaar wahi kahani nayi☆ lol. this is my first work hoping to get support. show some mercy! anyhow. do give it a read and please point our if somethings wrong. till then. seeya<3

Join Aryan and Imlie on their journey Until The Very End as they weave through various ups and downs on their way......

Aryan Singh Rathore, The billionaire and the owner of Bhaskar Times. Imlie from Pagdandiya, featured writer of Bhaskar Times and wife of Aryan Singh Rathore. But fate took an interesting twist in their life that everything turned 360 degrees or I say; Back To The Start!!! Let's See, What will happen and how they will face it? Comment & vote on 🌟

Arylie college romance...

This is the first time I am writing fanfiction on AryLie. I have never watched Imlie to know how each character behaves. It's an Alternate Universe Story on them where the characters written by me are totally my imagination. There are absolutely no similarities between the story and the current track. The Story Pandora's Box is set in a collage background. Imli's character is funky, chirpy and bubbly. She is modern and is a college student. I am going to explore Aryan's character as I write. I don't want to give away anything at the beginning as I prefer giving cliffhangers in my chapters. Comments and Likes will definitely motivate me to write on these two. Your suggestions are welcome. Please don't treat me as a moderator in this thread. I would like to interact with you all as a writer/author. Type of the Fiction: Short Story Genre: Young Adult, Romance Reader's Age Group: 15+ Trigger Warnings: Diabeties. Theme: Mild Adult (Not decided yet) There might be sexual scenarios Swear-words: Yes I sincerely hope that you all enjoy reading my story. I will try and update on a regular basis. Each update will be short. I might give 2/3 updates every day depending upon the size of each update. Cover Credit : Serpensorita (indiaforums)

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AryLie fan fiction

What if Imlie was the reporter?

Imlie is a little faraway from Tripathi house, and walking towards the direction of the Rathor Mansion. Suddenly, four Volkswagen in four sides of the road, with a Genesis at the centre, came at a halt in front of IM. And, IM opened the door of the Genesis and got in. Since, the road she took did not have a single people on it, no one was there to suspect what was going on, so, no one other than me found this situation amusing..........