Ahaanpanday Stories

This is a collection of oneshots I would write on Saiyaara because apparently, 2 hours 30 minutes of movie, 7 songs, and endless edits on them are not enough.

Ahaan Pandey is a charming trouble dressed in perfect white shirts. Being the son of Chikki Pandey a business tycoon & Deanne a fitness expert for all the big stars of bollywood brings him to the world of films and intoxicating privilege. Ahaan slips out of a dull corporate meeting in Delhi, he doesn't expect his life to change in a dusty old bookstore. But a fleeting glimpse of a girl leaves him curious by a single unanswered question: Who is she? Back in Mumbai, he is still haunted by the face he didn't get to see. Mira, 25 years old is a writer, singer, and uncompromising dreamer wants nothing to do with celebrity culture. She's in Mumbai to chase her creative aspirations. The two are from worlds that don't just differ, they collide. When fate brings them together again, it's as rivals in a situation neither of them can walk away from. What begins as verbal sparring and stubborn pride slowly unravels into stolen glances, late-night conversations, and a love neither dared to imagine. But in a world where fame is currency and privacy is a myth, can an ordinary girl and a man in the spotlight hold onto something real? A slow-burn, rivals-to-lovers story set against the Pandey Mansion, film acting, music, poetry, and the chaos of modern-day Mumbai where every encounter might just be a destined moment.

College Love Story | Musical Drama A sweeping love story set against the pulse of music where a boy sings his truth when words fail him, and emotions spill over into melody. Inspired by the raw, aching world of Rockstar, this story blends themes and moments reminiscent of Aashiqui 2 and Saiyaara. The tone draws heavily from the signature style of Mohit Suri-where love feels eternal, music becomes confession, and yearning lingers long after the last note fades. ⸻ Sahil Agnihotri An aspiring musician. The future heir to an empire yet his heart belongs to music. He writes lyrics in the margins of his notebooks, lives recklessly, feels deeply. Music is his refuge... and sometimes, his curse. There's a storm in his eyes-restless, hungry, determined to conquer the world. But the privilege he was born into comes with a cost he cannot escape. ⸻ Siya Joshi Disciplined. Focused. Unyieldingly practical. She would rather analyze her emotions than feel them; map them on a graph instead of letting them unravel her. Her strength lies in logic, in control, in sheer willpower. She believes there's no situation she can't think her way out of. Her fire burns just as fiercely-sharp, soaring, relentless. But that strength demands a price. ⸻ When these two worlds collide in a dusty classroom, their fates are entwined for better or worse. Sahil and Siya begin a journey through love, ambition, dreams, and heartbreak where music becomes their shared language. ⸻ Tropes & Themes * Rich boy × Poor girl * Opposites attract * Strangers to soulmates * Dreams vs family baggage * Music, lyrics, and poetry * Love, loss, and emotional unraveling * Mental health in form of Amnesia ⸻ Note: All songs inspired by Mohit Suri's filmography are reimagined here as Sahil's original compositions within the story. ⸻ About the Author Updates twice a week. Follow on Wattpad for new chapters and upcoming projects. Instagram: @AmuWritesLovestory ✨

Growing up and adulthood seems like a dream when we are kids, chasing liberty appeared as a fantasy to us. But as adulthood begins, our dreams begin to fade down and so our relationships in life. Join in the story of Tara who meets an amazing group of people as her college year begins, but are friendships that solid or that fickle? From having the grandest of parties to shutting people out forever, what college friendships are like? A/N: Can be considered as a stand alone sequel to Friendship..forever for life.

It's been one whole year since Saiyaara, and somehow, we're still not over Krish Kapoor, Vaani Batra and their love. So here we are, back with a collection of oneshots from their pre-dating era to their dating phase, the stolen glances, the unspoken feelings, the chaos, the love, and all the little moments we can't stop imagining. I'm so incredibly excited to start this and I really hope you show it the same love you gave my Ahaan × Aneet FF and my other KrishVaani fanfic. It truly means the world to me. Welcome back to Krish and Vaani's world :))

"No matter how old you are, you will forever be my little princess" her mother cupped her cheeks and gave her a warm smile. With that, her tears seemed to disappear and her frown was replaced by a smile. "Now it's time for the Pooja. Go Get ready quickly." Her mother patted her cheeks, while she giggled and ran upstairs to get ready for the Kanya Pooja. ~~~~ Join the journey of this adorable mother-daughter duo where they break superstations together and heal each other's scars and wounds. ~~~~ Face Claims contain Ahaan and Aneet. Can be read either as a fan fiction Or (standalone) general fiction 😊

The Oberoi empire has always thrived on control, legacy, and silence. As preparations begin for Kiaan Oberoi's grand roka ceremony with the poised and perceptive Mrinalini Rathore, the mansion hums with celebration. To the world, it is a perfect alliance between two powerful families. But behind closed doors, whispers resurface about a secret buried fifteen years ago. An experiment that was never meant to fail. A truth that was never meant to survive. Aryaveer Oberoi holds the family together with quiet loyalty. Rivaan Oberoi, the poet and black sheep, sees cracks no one else dares to acknowledge. And somewhere between duty and desire, love begins to bloom in the most inconvenient places. When old rivals return and long-suppressed shadows begin to stir, the Oberois must confront a question more dangerous than scandal.....!

"Do you enjoy it when someone else holds you like this?" he yanked me into his chest, 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

Two families. One past they don't want to visit, and a future that will force them to. [ Discontinued ] #AryanKhan #AhaanPanday [ © akimazination | 2026]

Aryan Khan and a small town girl meets. Well their worlds are totally different. Can they end up together after all the tragedies they face ? Will destiny bring them together at the end? Well read to find out! 😉

2hr 26mins of KrishVaani were clearly not enough for me and I wanted more of them So I am doing this for myself.. please suggest me some plots

-:Where Dark political aura clashes with Soft intellectual light:- Shia Sinha~ A PhD student in Delhi University, researching on a topic which she believed since she was a kid. Satisfying everyone's expectations took away her hope to fly like a free bird but still she dared to dream. She is a soulful, sweet and modern high profile student. Zaviyar Chaudhary~ Haryanvi politician, current CM of Haryana. Despise the theory of Love. He considers it a fatal flaw. Born into a political dynasty family he was raised to be a tough and cold man who holds power to control anything and everything. Just like his name he is unyielding, authoritative and grounded in the soil and politics of Haryana. But everything comes with a price, doesn't it? In the high-stakes world of Haryanvi politics, where power is currency, being "untouchable" by emotion makes him dangerous. If he is the storm then she is the hush that follows it. Some stories are written with blood and some are destroyed by Love. 📍NOT A FAN-FICTION

a look into krish and vaani's forever and ever and ever through the eyes of the people around them.

"Tujhe keh doon ya rehne doon raaz mere Sab kuch keh doon kya tujhko?" "Tujhe chhu lu to kuch mujhe ho jaayega Ko main chahta na ho mujhko." "Mehsoos mujhe aisa kyun ho raha Ke meri duniya ban rahe ho tum." "Saiyaara tu to badlaa nahin hai Mausam zara sa rootha hua hai." "Beete lamhon se duniya basa loon Main to tere aansuon ka bana hoon." "Jis roz hum-tum phirse milenge, Ye saari baatein tujhse kahenge Duniya mein chahe ban jaaye jo bhi, Tere bina to kuch na rahenge." "Jab bhi barsaat aaye, Palkon mein dhaank lunga Na kami koi khalegi, Tujhe itna pyaar dunga." "Ye main daawa nahi kar raha, Koi Taj Mahal hai mera Naam ki chand deewarein, Jinko hi ghar main kehta raha." "Tu hausla hai, tu hai iraada, Aadhi main tujhmein, mujhmein tu aadha Tootoo na main bhi, toote na tu bhi, Main tera sapna, tu mera vaada." "Ye jo mushkil se dil ko, salaamat rakha, Isme aane du kya tujhko Toot jaayega dil, phir na jud paayega, Issi baat ka dar hai mujhko."

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)

One-shots or short stories based on my beloved KrishVaani, from the movie Saiyaara.

~.~ "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

Saiyaara - In Another Universe Because somewhere in the stars, they were meant to stay. This is a series of Krish and Vaani's story written by me. A world where the music never stops, the poetry never fades, and love doesn't have to say goodbye.

First came the attraction, then the off-limits talk. After all, it's always the brother's friend.