Some love stories don't end. They unravel. Meerab Ahmed knew walking into that party was a mistake. The weight of a hundred stares, the whispers curling in the air like smoke - she should have turned back. But pride is a fickle thing, and she was never one to back down. And then she saw him. Murtasim Khan. Her past. Her once-upon-a-time. Her almost-forever. Standing tall, unshaken, dressed in power and silk. By his side? The woman he was supposed to marry. It should have been fine. She should have been fine. Except nothing about them was ever that simple. Because love like theirs never truly dies - it lingers, waiting to be reignited or reduced to ash. And when fate throws them together once more, in the hush of a storm-soaked night, they are left with a choice: walk away for good... or surrender to the fire that never really burned out. A story of love, longing, and the ache of what-ifs - Phir Le Aaya Dil is a second-chance romance that asks: Can you ever really outrun the love that was meant for you?

Tere bin One Shots

Meerab and Murtasim reunite at a friend's wedding, stirring up unresolved feelings from their past. As old wounds resurface, they grapple with the possibility of second chances amidst the echoes of their shared history.

This is a fanfiction using characters from the Pakistani drama Tere Bin. A tale of Meerab and Murtasim affected by an obsessive shadowy figure. P.s Rating it Mature because of the traumatic events included within the story.

PROTECTOR OF KHAN- AU Tere Bin universe where Murtasim is Meerab's bodyguard. The Khan family established its reign over Hyderabad as land owners, whilst keeping an iron grip on their rivals to maintain political control. Anwar Khan is the embodiment of power and his daughter, Meerab Khan, is the apple of his eye. It's well known that the Nawaz family continues to serve the Khans as they have for generations. When Shahnawaz fatefully becomes wounded, the role of being Meerab's bodyguard is delegated to Murtasim. Up close, pretences begin to slip.

MeeraSim AU. Meerab knew he didn't love her, and had no expectations of him doing so when she entered this marriage. He was a Khan and she was a Malik. Enabled by the uncannyy friendship of Shah Nawaz Khan and Malik Waqas, it seemed that their marriage was just was an alliance of families, to bridge the animity between the Sindhi tribes of Hyderabad. Angsty Tere Bin Fan Fiction.

| Leaving behind the frayed ends of our past, stitch your pulse straight to my heart | A medical romance with slices of secrets, angst, a tangled past and a second chance for two indiviudals from opposite sides of the country with no other connection than fate and a roller-coaster two-week romance which left one with a bitter aftertaste and the other with a whole lot more. The names of the main characters are inspired by the show Tere Bin. There are no other references or similarities to the show. Cover designed by my darling moonshine_1 and couplet at the top penned by the lovely Lavender Moon ♡

If 21-year-old Murtasim Shahnawaz Khan were to rank television-worthy revelations in his family, the revelation that Meerab was his chacha-saab's daughter, a Khan, would take the cake. If the secret had shaken him less, he would have enjoyed her gobsmacked expression more. But he was too busy worrying about the new musibat he had inherited - the annoying girl who was once a mere acquaintance was now someone he was forced to understand. Forced to protect. Forced to accommodate into his already complicated life. Follows Meerab x Murtasim during her summer visits to the Khan Haveli | Tere Bin AU based on "what if everyone found out the truth of Meerab's parentage in a less dramatic way".

AU- An old school infatuation is what occurs when Meerab and Murtasim coincidentally share the same night train from Islamabad to Karachi. Just a couple sentences and caring guestures are enough to change their route forever. Any mature scene will have a warning given. Inspired by Zara Shah Jahan's ad with Wahaj. Set in year 2000, just because of the romantic train depicted.

She is the wind Sometimes wild Sometimes gentle On some days a storm On some days a breeze He is the root Standing strong against her Growing stronger for her He holds himself straight in her storm He holds them together He is her root She is his wind One shots on Meerab and Murtasim