He carried storms in his eyes. She carried light in her smile. Rehman and Ulfat were opposites drawn together by fate. Every silence between them was full of meaning. Every touch was a promise. In a world that didn't understand them, they only needed each other!!

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_ 🤍

For he knew nothing but cruel loneliness. For she knew nothing but affectionate togetherness. Yet, they chose each other in all their flaws and perfections, in every lifetime they had. To the love and companionship that binds us together through thick and thin, gain and loss, joy and misery.

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.

These chapters are moments based on the songs the author has imagined them in. These are pieces of love and longing based on the mood of the song.

Lyari has a way of deciding who you will become long before you do. For Rehman Baloch, childhood ended early. It ended somewhere between loyalty, and hunger. The streets taught him patience, then violence, then silence. Trust came rarely while betrayal came easy. He did not rise overnight. He changed in fragments. A friend turning away. A promise broken. A line crossed. Each step took him further from the boy he was and closer to the name people would later whisper-Rehman Dakait. This is not a story of greatness and glory. It is the story of a man shaped by the sins that crowned him 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐄 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐡. (This is not aimed at telling the real events associated with the IRL Rehman Dakait) xx~

I sat with my anger long enough Until she told me Her real name was grief... Rehman grieves the son he lost and the family he was slowly losing. Ulfat reminds him that sometimes the burden of pain shared can make the scales tilt if only towards the right side of bearable. [Rehman x Ulfat]

He rules Lyari with fear. Ruthless. Dangerous. Untouchable. Rehman Baloch is a name that makes even the brave hesitate. She lives quietly, far from the world, with nothing but courage and a kind heart to guide her. Two worlds collide-one of power and violence, the other of innocence and quiet strength. Amid chaos, danger, and secrets, an unexpected connection begins to form. In a city that demands control, can a heart hardened by fear and blood learn to trust? Or will the world's shadows keep them apart forever?

this story is inspired by the movie Dhurandar. I have tried writting something for the very first time. I hope you all like and comments and ideas are welcome 🤗