This story is of two souls separated by duties, nations, actions and bodies but somewhere in between they learned to beat into each other's heart. It explores a complex relationship between them in many ways.

Two opposite lives. One quiet man, one lively woman. At first, they barely notice each other-but slow encounters, small conflicts, and fleeting observations start to change everything.

He was the horror of the city. She was the girl who refused to bow. When a broken deal turns into a forced marriage, Rehman Baloch Lyari's ruthless Dakait claims the one woman who doesn't fear him. She hates him. Fights him. Defies him. Yet the monster never raises his voice... only builds a throne for her. A forced marriage. A hate-to-love fire. And a love that turns a feared gangster into her quiet protector.

In the dust-choked heart of Lyari, Rehman Baloch rules as a king with a soul forged in fire, until he meets Y/n-the daughter of the man he's sworn to destroy. Their "hate-hate" tension ignites when Rehman corners her in the labyrinthine streets, whispering, "Tumhari ankhein sach bolti hain, par tumhara baap sirf jhoot bechta hai." Facing a city on the brink of war, they must navigate a brutal attraction where every touch feels like a betrayal. "Main aapse nafrat karna chahti hoon," Y/n breathes against the cold steel of his world, to which Rehman simply replies, "Toh phir itni kareeb kyun khari ho?"

This is an 18+ story.. watch at your own risk, there will be brutality, murders,illicit nudity,dark romance. She was a fragile thing locked up in the dark world of crime and blood. Each step was a calculative move. She was his rival's wife, he was the sher-e-baloch. She wanted freedom, he wanted..........her. Until one fateful day , she gathered her courage to ask for help from her husband's rival, not knowing that she was trading a monster for another monster. Will she ever find the true love she craved? Will he be able to provide her protection from everything that tormented her? Will she be able to love him? Will he be able to change......for her? (This story is written in either Rehman or author's pov)

In a house frozen by grief, a cold widower marries the surgeon who saved his son-not for love, but to give the boy a mother. Amidst the sterile silence of a "shrine" dedicated to a dead woman, a slow-burning fire begins to thaw a heart that had sworn itself to the grave.

I'm writing my new story ✨ A story about Tarun Saluja-his charm, his silences, and the love he hasn't found yet. Just like Prequel Of Rehmat, this story will come with a song for every chapter-because some emotions are better felt than explained. 🎶🖤 Welcome to my world of words, where you're free to drown... without thinking, without escaping, just feeling. I hope you'll love this journey as much as I loved writing it. 🤍

He married because the house felt empty. You entered knowing love was never part of the deal.

Saira saikh, best friend of yalina jamali. A very normal girl.... or that's what everyone thinks This fanfiction is solely made and written to support akshaye khanna's amazing performance. I am not the type of person to support a terrorist I truly love my country and appreciate all the efforts made by our defence team, armies to save our country