Aneetpadda Stories

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 :))

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

"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."

Twelve children. One prophecy. A war that will shake the heavens. When a hidden ashram becomes the gathering ground for the children of forgotten gods, the balance of the universe begins to tremble. Trained by a mysterious Guru, these young heirs must master their divine powers before the apocalypse unfolds. But destiny isn't pure - two will betray, one will fall, and the rest must decide whether they're saving the world... or ending it. Where myth meets destiny and love defies the divine - The Celestial Heirs is an epic saga of gods, monsters, and the mortals caught in between..

"Tere aane se gham chala jayega, isi baat ka darr hai mujhko." x "Toot jaaye toh phir jud na paayega issi baat ka darr hai mujhko." In which a musician who had lost all hope collides with a jilted bride and somehow, both of them rediscover hope and maybe even love. - or in other words, a rockstar and a lyricist will always lead to a Starstruck AU. In which no matter what, all roads lead Krish Kapoor to Vaani Batra.

In the chaos-fueled battleground of Roadies XX: Double Cross, where alliances are fragile and trust is currency, Aneet Kohli walks in with nothing to lose and everything to prove. Once an ex-pageant runner up, from Delhi , followed being a model in advertisements, doing ad campaigns, she was nothing but everything and not just a cute Barbie like face in front of the cameras , she joins Neha Dhupia's gang with sharp instincts, quick comebacks, and a wall built high around her emotions. But fate throws her into the path of Akash Thapa -a smooth-talking, young choreographer with a thriving vlog channel and a hidden fire in his heart. What begins as rivalry laced with passive shade and ego clashes turns into an unreal, unpredictable friendship that neither of them saw coming. As backstabs, advantages, vote-outs, and the dreaded double crossestest every bond, Aneet and Akash find themselves on opposite sides more than once. Betrayal leaves scars. Tasks break them. Twists shake their ground. But amidst the fake smiles, cutthroat competition, and performative loyalty, something undeniably real begins to form. Is it friendship? Is it love? Or just another tactic in the game? In a show where everyone is playing for themselves, can two broken people find something genuine-or will the final betrayal cost them the only truth they never expected to fight for?

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.

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

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.

-: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

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 ✨

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

𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚, 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠🌙 𝗔𝗵𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗞𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿, The cricket prodigy. Composed chaos. Reckless genius. Adored, envied, untouchable. And 𝗔𝗻𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗸𝗮 𝗔𝗿𝗼𝗿𝗮, The girl who believed in words more than miracles. A Mass Media student who never feared a story, but somehow, he became the one story she couldn't write without breaking. He spoke through 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. She spoke through 𝒊𝒏𝒌. He chased 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. She chased 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔. He didn't like 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅. She couldn't stop 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Every encounter ~ 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. Every argument ~ 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓. But beneath the chaos, something shifted. He hated 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She hated 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. Yet when she looked at him, she saw the cracks beneath the crown. And when he looked at her, he saw the calm he'd been running from. He was the boy who feared being left. She was the girl who feared staying. And somehow, they built a home in the space between. Destiny tried to draw their lines apart, they rewrote the map 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. She thought she was documenting 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆. He made her part of 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩.

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

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)

~.~ "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