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two spies. two lies. that were never supposed to entwine. an attraction that was never supposed to exist. the quiet lanes of lyari, home to both anayat and hamza - hides secrets they chase a common mission, unknowingly, in their own worlds, until they collided. pretending their hearts aren't involved. but somewhere between late nights, fake stories, guilty glances and unspoken care... the line between duty and love begins to blur. and in a world where trust can get you killed falling in love might be the most dangerous mission of all. hamza ali mazari x fem oc

𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑡𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠; ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑟. 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑢𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑠? _________________________________________ "𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝. "𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞...?" 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝. "𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬. "𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐌𝐫. 𝐃𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐭," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲. "𝐀𝐮𝐫 𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐭?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞d.

‎‎Meher is a very quiet and introverted girl. In school, she has no friends, no group, and no one to talk to. She often sits alone, eats alone, and feels invisible. Studies are difficult for her, and slowly she starts believing that she is not good enough at anything. School gives her more fear than memories. She learns early how to survive alone. ‎ Then Viraj enters her life. ‎ The son of her father's friend. Her neighbour. And slowly... her only friend. ‎ Viraj is everything Meher is not-confident, extroverted, smart, and a school topper who fits easily into the world around him. ‎ He sat beside her when no one else did. Walked with her when silence felt heavy. Studied with her when she doubted herself the most. Somewhere between shared pencils, late evenings, growing pressure, and unspoken understanding, Viraj became the only place where Meher felt safe. ‎ He became her comfort. ‎ And without even realizing when or how, Meher falls deeply in love with him. ‎ But love is never simple. ‎ Will Meher ever find the courage to confess her feelings? Does Viraj feel the same... or does he see her only as a friend? And what happens when life, careers, and dreams start pulling them in different directions? ‎ Never Mine is a slow-burn, emotional story of deep love, quiet feelings, self-doubt, and growing up-a story about emotions that are never spoken, but felt deeply in the heart. ‎ Note: This story contains no toxicity, no cheating, and no toxic men. Every character is written with respect, emotional depth, and human flaws - not cruelty. This is a safe, soft story focused on healing, growth, and mature love.

A fan fiction story of forced marriage with uzair baloch (of course ,not the real one!! ) A Rollercoaster ride of emotions and how love blooms.

"Kyun iss faasle ne humein itna ajnabi bana diya ki ab aap nazrein chura rahi hain?" A sacred temple, a bustling market, and a pair of blue glass bangles carefully slid onto a trembling wrist. To the world, Saraksh is the epitome of a protective, attentive partner the kind whose gentle words send a flurry of butterflies straight to Ishanika's stomach. But behind his soft smiles and desperate, pleading eyes lies a suffocating guilt. Ishanika prays for the courage to be selfish for their love. Saraksh prays to Bholenath for forgiveness, haunted by a dark past. He knows he is living on borrowed time because while she looks at him with pure devotion today, the truth is a ticking time bomb. What happens when the girl who loves him finally remembers why she should hate him? ✨ Tropes: she Falls First / both fall Harder • Slow Burn • Healing Fiction • Indian Context • Amnesia/Secret Past • Pure Angst & Comfort .

Major Iqbal x Fem! Indian! Reader Forced into a life built on lies, she takes on a new identity and enters a world where nothing is what it seems. And at the center of it all is him-Major Iqbal. Calm, unreadable, and feared by everyone around him, he is nothing like she imagined... and yet, somehow worse.

Uzair noticed her once and that was enough. Noor's life doesn't shatter instantly. A glance turns into watching, watching into control, until one decision traps her with him and the world she knew disappears. He doesn't calls it obsession but thinks it was meant to be. And he was so sure how their story would end. But he was wrong. As she ruins his life instead.

❝Love paired up with fame is a deadly combination.❞ He had heard many say. He lived through the aftermath. But what is love if it isn't being hers. ♪ Sensational singer Rahul Jaykar's tragic end was nothing new to the music industry. His legacy and his love-lived on through Aarohi Keshav Shikre, the legendary voice that captured millions. But what if Aarohi carried more? What if she carried a part of Rahul even after his death? A heart that beats just like his. This story is a fanfiction about what could have happened after Aashiqui 2. If Aarohi and Rahul had a child. ♪ Ruhan Keshav Shikre was anything but the arrogant star-kid the media wanted him to be. He plays the perfect son to Aarohi, though the world deems him illegitimate. He had his priorities straight. Stay away from the limelight, risks and most important of all-Music. But when Mira Anand's rhythm crashes into his life, Ruhan's principles collapes. He stumbles upon the kind of addicting intoxication he was never warned about. He discovers a side of him that's ready to risk it all. As long as it is for her... Is he the good guy he thinks he is? Or is he just a reflection of his father, a tragedy waiting to happen?

Hamza has emerald eyes that see through every lie, and hands that leave marks as permanent as his promises. Ours is a union forged in blood and dark obsession, a war of wills where the only casualty is my freedom. Welcome to The Emerald Cage-where the monster is my husband, and his possessiveness is the only home I have left.

One-shots based on the love of my lives-KrishVaani, from the movie Saiyaara.

वो पहली बार जब हम मिले हो गये शुरू ये सिलसिले हो गया ये दिल दीवाना होता है प्यार क्या किसने जाना ♡ ♡ ♡ Ananya Shekhawat was the kind of girl teachers adored and chaos followed. Everything in her life was working perfectly. Until she made a mistake she never saw coming. The embarrassment was enough to make her do the one thing she never does. Avoid. Avoid Karan Malhotra. Her senior. Basketball. Books. Discipline. That was his world. Distractions were never welcome. But avoiding him became impossible when he chose her as his project partner. Now they share the same space and the same silence. He never stops teasing her. She never stops talking back. And something quietly begins to change. ♡ ♡ ♡ While they struggle with one mistake, other stories unfold too. Best friends catch feelings. Almost confessions happen. Love finds its way in between. Will one mistake pull them apart, or bring them closer than they ever expected?

Uzair Baloch had always been the kind of man the world adjusted itself around, effortless in his charm, unwavering in his certainty, carrying the dangerous confidence of someone who had never truly been refused anything he desired. Doors opened. People stayed. And love, when it came, seemed inevitable. Ten years ago, there stood a girl who loved him without spectacle and without condition, a love so steady it did not need to be announced to be known. She understood the spaces between his words, the arrogance he mistook for strength, the softness he pretended not to possess. She chose him wholly, quietly, in ways that asked for nothing but sincerity in return. He mistook that devotion for permanence. He chose youth over responsibility, freedom over depth, the ease of being adored over the discipline of loving back. He convinced himself that something so constant could never truly leave, that a heart so certain would wait until he was ready. Time, however, does not negotiate with arrogance. And now she stands before him again, ten years later, not the girl who once lingered in his silences, but a woman composed of her own making, poised and self-contained, her life rebuilt without the need for his orbit. There is no accusation in her gaze, no lingering plea. Only distance. Only dignity. It unsettled him more than anger ever could. Because for the first time, Uzair Baloch feels the ground beneath him shift, feels the slow and devastating realization that what he once dismissed so casually had been the only thing that ever truly anchored him.

A BOOK OF ONESHOTS is a collection of oneshots where you, the male reader, find yourself in exciting and intimate moments with some of the most amazing women from anime, fantasy, and real life. Each story puts you right in the middle of passionate romances, tender connections, or thrilling one-night stands. Whether you're rekindling old flames, sharing a sweet moment, or diving into a night of pure desire, these stories are all about those unforgettable times with the women who capture your heart. Every story is a new experience, letting you explore different relationships and emotions, all centered around you. If you have any requests, Write in the comments.

They were the kind of group people envied-bound by laughter, loyalty, shared dreams, and the promise of forever. At least, that's what everyone believed. But beneath the easy smiles and unbreakable friendships lay cracks no one cared to notice. As loyalties are tested, truths are buried beneath assumptions, and trust begins to unravel, the bonds that once held everyone together start fraying one by one. Because sometimes, the loudest heartbreak isn't betrayal. It's realizing that the people you would fight the world for no longer know who you are. And when the last thread finally snaps, not everyone will survive the loss of what they thought they had.

"Love at first sight was a myth,until we locked eyes." Shivaan Randhawa-a 12th grader walks through the hallway with a guitar case slung over his shoulder, nodding politely to teachers and his schoolmates. Seeking peace through music,he is definition of "calm and nerdy" guy. Parinika Chaudhary-a clumsy girl who is likely to run through the same hallway with papers flying out of her bag, being a rebel by heart, she still somehow manages to score full in her tests every single time. Love at first sight? She thought it was a myth-until she saw him. ____________________________________________________ "Why do you worship their love so much?" He questioned. "It is said that when Shree krishn fell in love with Rukmini ji,the cosmos shifted. He even lost his sleep for her." She replies while smiling. "Then I am already at my altar, because I haven't known a night of sleep since the day I met you,parinika."He replied,his voice thick with emotion. -----------------------______________ Are you all ready to feel the roller coaster of emotions with them? Jump inside the book to know more. ❤️👀

He was cursed with the knowledge of tomorrow. She was never supposed to exist in his destiny. And the moment their paths crossed... destiny forgot its own way. A Sahadev-centered Mahabharata time-travel story. This is my first story, plz give it a chance.

"Dil se Dil mil gaye hai to chahiye phir se is Dil ko kya jaddu hai mithi baaton ka jisne dhadkan ko hi chu liya kavi ki kalpana hai ya koi aaiyna hai ya dhundla sapna jisse chehra mil Gaya ya jaise titli lutaye ude ho mastiyaan."🦋✨ ___________________________________________________________________________ ________________ 🤍🌼✨"Every Junoon deserves a sukoon. Met theirs."🤍🌼✨ Roohi: 🦢💗"Prem me prateeksha ho to Mahadev si." Ekansh: "Aur us prateeksha ka sukoon ho to shree sa."💗🦢 ~"Rab joh de ijajat rab ka likha mai mod doon Tujhse kismato ke taare sab jod doon Ishq karuu karti rahoon mar ke bhi teri rahoon."🖋️🌷✨ 🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍 Ritvik: 🦚❤️"Har kahani ko anjaam nhi milta." Aarohi: Lekin Kuch kahaniyon ko Krishna mil jaate hai."❤️🦚 ~Chup maahi, chup hai ranjha Bole kaise ve na jaa Bole kaise ve na jaa Aa jaa.... Aa jaa.... 😭🌼✨~ 🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍 Shanaya: 😒📚"Bio ka ek question phek ke maarungi na tumhara saara PCM udd jaaye ga." Vansh: "Aur mai bhi maths ka ek question phek ke maarunga na apne PCB ke saath tum bhi udd jaaogi."📚😒 ~Tu mera hukkum ka ikka Tu hi meri cricket ka chakka Mai Aladdin, Tu mera jinn Mai adhoora tere bin🌻🐒✨~ 🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍 Different couples. Different stories. From first crushes to heartbreaks - will there love survive the chaos of growing up?? "These aren't the only couple in the story-there are plenty more chaotic souls waiting to steal your heart."

Humsafar wo hota hai jo haat tham kar zindagi bhar ka sath nibhaye!

Ulfat Qureshi wants one thing: A story big enough to get her out of grimy Lyari. And she is one headline away from greatness. Or unemployment. Armed with a microphone, unreasonable confidence, and a cameraman with questionable survival instincts, she spends her days chasing stories and annoying important people. Then she starts asking questions about the wrong man. About Rehman Baloch. The feared god and king of Lyari. Now politicians stop talking. Shopkeepers lower their voices. And then, someone starts watching her back. And maybe a little too closely. (Contains journalism, terrible decisions, chai, and consequences.) *NOT MEANT TO PROMOTE ANY IDEAS OF TERRORISM OR HATRED*

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ✧ ──── ✦ ──── ✧ 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐀 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 🔍💖 Delhi nights • unsaid truths • slow-burn hearts "मैं तेनु समझावां की... ना तेरे बिना लगदा जी... तू की जाने प्यार मेरा..." 🤍🎧 ☾⋆⁺₊✧ where logic meets emotion... and silence starts speaking cold cases • warm glances • hidden confessions 🕯️☁️📼 every clue leads to a crime... and every silence leads to love ✧ ──── ✦ ──── ✧ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ☾. 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐀 𓍯⋆ 🎀 bubbly soul • emotional truth-seeker • feels everything too deeply 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐕 🖤 cold mind • sharp logic • a heart he refuses to name "साया मेरा है तेरी शक्ल... मैं आइना हूँ, तू रूप है..." 🤍 ☁️ crimes unravel... emotions follow and somewhere between investigation and chaos... love quietly begins ────୨ৎ────