"Stay away from me," she snapped, but her voice wasn't steady. He didn't stop walking. One step. Another. His eyes didn't leave hers, and there was something in them, not rage, not panic. Something worse. "I mean it!" she shouted, raising the knife higher. I lifted the knife between us. "I'll use it," I said, forcing the words out. His eyes flicked down at the blade, then back to my face. "No. You won't." When he was close enough, I swung but he caught my wrist mid-air, grip like steel. The knife stopped inches from his side. "Wrong move," he murmured. Love is a beast that doesn't play by rules. And when hatred burns this hot, it feels just like passion. Vaani Batra, a simple sweet ambitious girl with stars in her eyes, lands a dream summer internship at Kapoor Enterprises-the empire of the aloof and enigmatic billionaire, Krish Kapoor. He's cold. He's calculative. He's irresistible and mysterious. Haunted by a past he can't outrun, Krish has no space for emotions-especially not for a girl like Vaani. But fate weaves their paths together in ways neither of them imagined. A slow-burning attraction ignites, only to be shattered when Krish discovers the truth: Vaani is the daughter of the man who destroyed his family. Betrayal cuts deeper than any blade. And love? It becomes a war. When revenge meets innocence, and darkness collides with light-can love survive the storm, or will it burn them both? He thought she was the enemy. She thought he was her savior. Turns out, they were each other's destiny. Twisted. Broken. Unstoppable. In a war between revenge and desire, no one walks away unscathed. Love doesn't save. It devours.💫 Saiyaara - A tale where love is not gentle. It's ruthless. It's painful. It's unforgettable, yet something beautiful🖤 Are you ready to burn?🖤

Saiyaara Fan-Fiction. I have wrote this story before movie came out. Its an AU movie story based on the same charecters as depicted in trailers and songs. Ahaan Pandey as Sahil Agnihotri. A college super star heartthrob. He is passionate about music and bikes. Extremely privileged, handsome and broody. Aneet Padda as Siya Joshi. She is the college topper, a huge nerd, soft and kind. She is hardworking and from a poor household trying to make it out. *************************** There she stood at the archway, wearing my powder blue shirt-half buttoned, barely hanging on her shoulder, sleeves swallowing her hands. My sunglasses, too big for her face, slipping slightly down her nose. And my guitar, slung across her like she was about to perform an arena show. I blinked. "What..." She strutted in like she owned the place. She pulled off her sunglasses in slow motion, her voice husky and dramatic. "You see, I woke up... and I was him. Sahil freakin' Agnihotri. Guitar-wielding prodigy. Man of mystery. Hair gel connoisseur." I choked on a grape. "Siya." She was swaying like a drunken rockstar, fake-belting notes that didn't exist in any scale, throwing her head back so hard my sunglasses flew off her face and clattered to the ground. I had tears in my eyes from holding in the laughter. I just couldn't take it anymore. She was still hopping around the furniture like an unhinged squirrel, doing a full-blown mockery of my performance from last gig-microphone hand gestures, dramatic hair flips, even the fake broody guitar solo that had the crowd roaring. I chased her across the room, dodging a throw pillow she hurled at me, until I finally caught her mid-bounce and tackled her onto the armchair in a heap of limbs and laughter. She was breathless, still fully in character. "Hey," she panted, her voice deepening into a mock baritone. "Do you want to ride on my big bike? I'll teach you cricket... maybe show you my tattoo..."

This story is a complete fanfiction based on fan's demands featuring Ahaan Panday and Aneet Padda The cast of Saiyaara...What happens when Filming on the set becomes difficult because real feelings start developing, A fire on both sides...ignites and rest is history

krish and vaani aus.

Krish Kapoor lived his life in half-songs - unfinished melodies, promises unspoken, love wrapped in fear. Vaani Batra was his anchor, his chaos, his only forever. But forever is fragile, and when silence grows louder than love, even the deepest bond begins to crack. This is not a story of perfect love. It is a story of aching, stumbling, breaking - and choosing each other anyway. Of learning that love doesn't mean staying untouched; it means carrying the scars, the music, and the memories long after the song ends. A tale of music, grief, and the kind of love that refuses to leave - even when it cannot stay. Because when forever comes undone, what remains is not the end. It's the fragments. The memories. The stubborn echo of a promise: "Forever and ever and ever."

A threat. A harm. Vaani is in danger. Krish has to get to the bottom of it. He would do anything to protect Vaani, even if he has to burn down the whole world for her. But, will Vaani remember? This story is a continuation from where the film ends, with Krish and Vaani getting married. It will mostly focus on their married life and how they handle all hurdles together. However, a lot is yet to happen. P.S- There will be a lot of fluffy and cute moments too. (Yes, mature content)

~.~ "That's not love," I spat, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. "That's a lie." "Isn't all love a lie?" he countered, his eyes holding mine with a dangerous intensity. "You came to me because you were broken. I gave you a reason to live, a new purpose. You saw a part of me you wanted to believe was real and you fell for it." I kept staring at him. Whatever he was saying was true. I believed him but I was so wrong. He leaned down to look more closely into my eyes and observe my reaction. "Just as I fell for your beautiful, tortured soul." My eyes went wide on his declaration. "Don't pretend you're innocent in this game, Aneet. We are two people who see each other for what we are; artists of deception. You paint a world you want to see. I built one." An artist, whose spirit was shattered by a tragic loss, finds herself under the controlling patronage of a ruthless and possessive billionaire, a man who sees her brokenness not as a flaw, but as a canvas for his own dark obsession. She is no victim; but a woman with power to ruin him, and a mind that knows a far more satisfying kind of revenge. A FF of Ahaan Panday and Aneet Padda. Love, loss and secrets. P.N:- This story is completely a fictional work, mentioned characters may exist in real but mentioned situation has no connection with the reality. #darkromance #ahneet