It starts with a look. It turns into hunger. Hamza Ali Mazari comes from blood. Yalina Jamali comes from everything he is not. His world stains. Hers doesn't. They meet in the narrow space between violence and innocence - where bodies stand too close, breaths linger too long, and wanting is felt before it's spoken. His darkness aches for her light. Her purity isn't afraid of his hands. Interstice is a love story born in between their worlds - hot, reckless, and impossible to keep clean.

two spies. two lies. that were never supposed to entwine. an attraction that was never supposed to exist. the quiet lanes of lyari, home to both anayat and hamza - hides secrets they chase a common mission, unknowingly, in their own worlds, until they collided. pretending their hearts aren't involved. but somewhere between late nights, fake stories, guilty glances and unspoken care... the line between duty and love begins to blur. and in a world where trust can get you killed falling in love might be the most dangerous mission of all. hamza ali mazari x fem oc

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Their marriage was approved by the state. Their emotions were never part of the plan. Hamza Ali Mazari and Zara Mazari are elite Indian intelligence operatives-legally married, strategically paired, and emotionally detached. Their union isn't built on love, but on clearance levels, shared files, and a mission that requires them to exist as husband and wife on paper. Nothing more. When they are deployed into Lyari, Karachi, their marriage becomes the perfect cover. A couple draws less attention. A couple is trusted. A couple survives longer. But Lyari is not a place that respects plans-or boundaries. There is no romance between them. No promises. No softness. Only professionalism, discipline, and the understanding that failure is not an option. As the mission unfolds-mirroring one of the agency's most classified operations-the lines begin to blur. Not slowly. Not gently. But violently, under gunfire, whispered strategy, and moments where survival depends on trusting the other more than the system that trained them. What begins as coordination turns into instinct. What begins as obligation turns into something neither of them is trained to handle. Because love was never supposed to exist here. And if it does, it becomes the most dangerous liability of all. In Lyari, they were sent in as spies. They may not come out the same people.

in a world ruled by loyalty, power, and unspoken rivalries, Hamza was never meant to fall in love-especially not with her. zahra, the daughter of rehman, is everything forbidden: fierce, perceptive, and bound by a legacy that stands in quiet opposition to hamza's own. what begins as chance encounters laced with tension soon spirals into something far more dangerous- a love that threatens to unravel alliances, expose buried secrets, and challenge everything they've been taught to protect.

❝ ishq ya ayashi? ❞ ❝ ishq. ❞ Sia Noor Baloch has spent her entire life running from the name she was born with. Punished and shipped off from London to the bullet-ridden streets of Lyari, Karachi, she was meant to rot with the very part of her family she despises. The Balochs, the Dakaits, the men who wear blood like cologne. Their empire is her curse. She wants nothing to do with any of it. Until him. Hamza Ali Mazari is not just another face in the gang anymore. He's the new shadow they all fear and respect. Calculated. Dangerous. Patient. A man who was never supposed to want the one girl whose surname could destroy everything he's built. In the alleys where love is a death wish, and loyalty is paid in bullets, two musaafirs are about to learn that some roads only lead deeper into the one line they can never uncross. (dhurandhar) (male!canon x fem!oc) (forbidden romance) (age gap) (2k to 4k word chapters) (2026 © batmanswife888) (updates as much as i can) (cover by me)

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All rights reserved In the year 2025, young historian Vedika has dedicated her life to uncovering the lost stories of ancient India. Her latest expedition leads her deep into the Western Ghats, where legends whisper of a once-mighty empire- Mahishmati, now buried beneath time and silence. When Vedika and her team uncover the long-lost palace ruins, she feels drawn to one sealed chamber, untouched for centuries. Inside, she finds something.. A fragment of a broken mirror. The artifact calls to her in a way she cannot explain. Ignoring protocol, Vedika takes the mirror home. At first, it's just a piece of history to study. But soon, strange things begin to happen. The mirror hums faintly in her presence. Its surface seems to ripple like water. Then one night, as moonlight spills across her desk, she sees a reflection that is not her own. A pair of dark, watchful eyes stare back at her through the fractured glass. He speaks a language long dead, yet she understands every word. He calls her Devi. He tells her of a kingdom, of battles, of betrayal. Coming from a lonely home, Vedika begins to live for these midnight conversations. The voice in the mirror becomes her secret, her solace. The man within it feels impossibly real- commanding yet vulnerable, a ruler burdened by destiny. His name is Bhalladeva, Crown Prince of Mahishmati. The same Bhalladeva whom history remembers as a tyrant. As their connection deepens, Vedika sees the man behind the legend, the son striving for his father's pride. The prince overshadowed by his brother, the heart hidden beneath layers of ambition. She begins to wonder if history got him wrong. She faces a question that could change history: can love transform a man destined to be a villain, or is fate stronger than even the heart? A Rift in time for Bhalladeva is a sweeping tale of love, destiny, and redemption. A story where the past and future collide, and one woman's courage might rewrite the fate of an empire.