Entangled - A Tere Bin Fanfic (with a twist) What happens when two hearts that were never meant to meet become bound by fate? Meerab is soft-hearted yet strong, with a quiet grace that draws people in. She has heard countless stories of Murtasim from her brother Imran of him being a sharp-minded business partner, a kind human, and a very good friend. Murtasim, carrying the weight of a past that refuses to let him breathe freely, never imagined that Imran's sister would be the one to stir the stillness within him. Set in a world different from the original Tere Bin, this fanfic reimagines Meerab and Murtasim's story where stolen glances, lingering emotions and undeniable chemistry will test their resolve. The journey of Meerab and Murtasim is divided into two volumes: Volume I: Pyar Karna (The Fall) This is the story of how two souls find each other. Volume II: Pyar Nibhana (The Vow) Set in the reality of Mumbai, this is the story of how they fight to keep each other.

Qubool hai. Meerab Malik was born fiery and defiant, a sole daughter who carried all her baba's ruling genes but none of his power. Murtasim Khan, ruling the neighbouring lands, was a reckoning force. Tying their names might have been an act to bridge the families, but it invited more friction than peace.

Sometimes it's okay to be deceptive. So Murtasim and Meerab do just that. What starts as a publicity relationship quickly gets entangled in a mess of lies, turbulent emotions, detective work and a mysterious group known as the Elite Squad. WARNING: Mature themes.

Meerab wakes up without a shred of memory. All she has is a devastatingly handsome husband. Powerful, protective and devoted, Murtasim is everything a woman can deam of in a husband. She gets closer and closer till she's enamoured. Enthralled. Ensnared. But the closer you get to the devil, the harder it is to run.

A different take on some of the episodes of the Pakistani Series - Tere Bin, an alternate universe, exploring the scenes that might have happened. It contains unrelated one-shots of Meerasim in different episodes of the Og show, just a piece of imagination in my head to your screens! Additionally, it features a short story titled, "An Unwritten Oath," where fate brings Murtasim Khan, a powerful yet injured feudal lord, to cross paths with Dr. Meerab Ahmed, a fiercely confident and unapologetic physician. When they meet under the glaring lights of a hospital, it's not just their egos that clash; it's their very principles. Yet, amidst the tension and heated exchanges, Murtasim finds himself inexplicably drawn to Meerab's fiery spirit - a force he's never encountered before, and one he can neither ignore nor forget.

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He was born to rule; on land and high in the skies. She, it seemed, was born to reign over him. He had defied all odds in his life. She was hell-bent on deifying him. Murtasim Shahnawaz Khan's destiny had been written for him; to take over his family's ancestral seat as a feudal lord and live his life for the people. He'd altered destiny. A man of iron-clad principles, he'd silenced all who dared to question him by becoming Khan Murtasim Khan and Captain Khan simultaneously. He did his duty and indulged in his passion. Why did he have to choose one? He made the rules after all... Meerab Waqas Ahmed didn't like rules. Especially ones made to control her, or any woman for that matter. Out with the old, in with the 'whatever the hell I want to do' was the way it worked in Meerab's world. If this meant deifying family tradition to pave her own way in the world, then she was willing to pay the price for her independence. They say if you play with fire, you're bound to burn, but doesn't ice burn the warm-blooded too? Fire and ice went hand in hand, just like desire and destruction. Note: This story is not completely 'mature'. It may include parts which are mature but can be enjoyed otherwise as well. This wonderful, amazing cover is by moonshine1_ 🤍

Some walls aren't meant to stay up forever. Meerab Malik has spent a decade perfecting the art of keeping her emotions close to her chest. She's successful, independent, and completely over her first heartbreak-or so she thinks. But when fate brings her face-to-face with her family friend, the reason why her heart broke into pieces all those years ago, the years of careful emotional construction threaten to come undone. Murtasim Khan remembers the brilliant girl who used to hide behind books and oversized clothes. What he doesn't expect is the stunning woman who can hold her own in designer clothing and sharp comebacks. Intrigued by her transformation and determined to scratch this new veneer, he's not backing down-even when she acts more adversarial than friendly. When old wounds resurface alongside undeniable attraction, Meerab must decide whether to risk her carefully guarded heart. Will she let herself be drawn into his world-deeper than she ever imagined, faster than she's prepared for? Or will the memory of being invisible to him prove stronger than the fire burning between them now? **This story will eventually have mature themes. Please read at your own discretion.**

In episode 23, Meerab's hand were adorned with gajra " Beautiful" said Murtasim And then the story goes AU-) Bas, ek gajra hi bewafa nikla - toot ka gira aur saath hi Meerab ka entire self-control bhi. Gajra - 1, Contract 0 She narrowed her eyes. "Don't you dare mock me, Murtasim. You gave me your word!" He stood then, towering over her in that infuriatingly composed way, his voice calm but teasing. "I did. And I kept it." Her jaw dropped. "You-what?!" "I didn't break the contract, Meerab," he said, bending slightly so they were eye to eye. "You did." She gaped at him, speechless. "I-what-no! I did not!" He smiled that lazy, devastating smile again. "Everything that happened last night..." His voice dropped, gentle but edged with wicked amusement. "It was with your consent."

Murtasim comes face to face with his past as he bumps into his old flame again. Only this time she's the wife of another. Love is a double edged sword, wrought from a blade that is both salve of the soul and the burn of the soul. The one where you meet the beloved in Eden, a gun pointed at their chest. Mere Qaatil. Mere Dilaar. Mere Paas Raho.