"Do you enjoy it when someone else holds you this close?" he hummed against my neck, his strong veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. "What if I do?" my voice came out shaky and as a whimper. I hate myself for feeling this pathetic, neither I could have him nor I could let him go. "Lie all you want, but your eyes will always speak the truth...to me." "I hate you." I gasped. In a fraction of a second his lips connected to mine in haste. I tugged at the strands of his hair. "I hate you more." What do you think when you see two actors debuting in a movie- fighting, romancing and finally having a happy ending? Amazing, beautiful, perfect and sometimes we even think how organic their chemistry is, right? Krish Kapoor, son of versatile actor Alok Kapoor debuts with a rising actor, Vaani Batra from Amritsar. It is her first time on the big screen, came this long in such a young age all by herself and gave her a superstar tag. How will their journey unfold? Three, two, one.... Action. #behindthescene #fanfiction #saiyaara

"I still have a few minutes left~"

✨ Saiyaara 2: Taaron mai ek tanha taara✨ A Fanfiction Sequel to the Film "Saiyaara" Characters adapted from the original movie They promised to love each other... forever. But what happens when memories start slipping away faster than they can be made? Newlyweds Vaani and Krish are just beginning to embrace the beauty of married life-tentative steps into a new chapter, full of quiet affection and hopeful beginnings. But their fairytale is shadowed by a truth they can no longer ignore: Vaani's Alzheimer's is progressing... and fast. As her health deteriorates, so does Krish's strength to keep holding everything together. Every forgotten moment becomes a knife. Every breakdown-a test of his love. And amidst it all, Mahesh, Vaani's ex...his presence, begins to question if their love is worth the pain it's causing. When fate pushes them to the brink of life and death, will their love survive the silence between forgotten memories and unbearable truths?

Ten years ago, Krish Kapoor and Vaani Batra walked away from the love that defined them, torn apart by duty, fear, and family. He became the voice of a generation, pouring his heartbreak into music. She became a celebrated journalist, hiding her pain behind words. When fate brings them together again for a career-defining interview, old wounds resurface and unspoken desires ignite. Between questions and silences, they are forced to confront the love they never finished, the choices that broke them, and the pull that refuses to die.

They were acting... right? Right?? Ever wondered what really went down when the cameras stopped rolling? This playful collection of one-shots imagining the moments we never got to see-on set, off set, in stolen glances across crowded rooms, late-night texts, shared secrets, and everything that might have bloomed quietly behind the scenes. It's soft (& fluffy), it's a little messy (very), it's wildly speculative (maybe). But sometimes, the best scenes are the ones no one was supposed to see. Completely fictional, totally delusional, and 100% fueled by my need for behind-the-scenes romance.

So apparently the 2 hour 30min movie, uncountable edits and posts were not enough. So here I am, writing a fanfic about my favorite duo ever, Ahaan and Aneet. This is a complete story (no oneshots) and I am really excited to bring this to all of you. This is purely a fiction adapted by the ongoing craze of our babies. (First time writer here, please be kind guys. Love you)

Well, We all know that Ahaan and Aneet are just co-stars and friends.... Nothing else but if I say that it's something else than friends??? Ahaan panday (27) - A shy and caring person.... An actor and son of a famous buisnessman... Sweet and humble, he's from Maharashtra, Mumbai. Aneet padda (22) - A lovely and beautiful girl.... Belongs to a middle class family. But she successfully became An actress... She's from Panjabi, Amritsar... Kind and friendly. Two different person, two different cultures, two body, two hearts but one soul.....

darjeeling. a bakery. a tenant. a lawyer.

~.~ "That's not love," I spat, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. "That's a lie." "Isn't all love a lie?" he countered, his eyes holding mine with a dangerous intensity. "You came to me because you were broken. I gave you a reason to live, a new purpose. You saw a part of me you wanted to believe was real and you fell for it." I kept staring at him. Whatever he was saying was true. I believed him but I was so wrong. He leaned down to look more closely into my eyes and observe my reaction. "Just as I fell for your beautiful, tortured soul." My eyes went wide on his declaration. "Don't pretend you're innocent in this game, Aneet. We are two people who see each other for what we are; artists of deception. You paint a world you want to see. I built one." An artist, whose spirit was shattered by a tragic loss, finds herself under the controlling patronage of a ruthless and possessive billionaire, a man who sees her brokenness not as a flaw, but as a canvas for his own dark obsession. She is no victim; but a woman with power to ruin him, and a mind that knows a far more satisfying kind of revenge. A FF of Ahaan Panday and Aneet Padda. Love, loss and secrets. P.N:- This story is completely a fictional work, mentioned characters may exist in real but mentioned situation has no connection with the reality. #darkromance #ahneet