Bollywood قصص

They say his name in whispers. Uzair is not a man you look at for too long. Not a man you question. Not a man you cross. While Rehman Dakait rules the streets, Uzair walks beside him - ruthless, feared, untouchable. Violence follows him like a shadow. Loyalty is earned in blood. Mercy is a language he does not speak. Until her. Ayra was never meant to stand in his world. She doesn't belong to the gunshots, the politics, or the power games. She believes in softness where others believe in fear. The world knows Uzair as a monster. But in quiet moments, when the city sleeps and the chaos fades, he lowers his voice for only one person. This is not a story about politics. This is not a story about war. It is about the most dangerous man in the room... and the only girl who was never afraid to look him in the eyes. Feared by all. Soft for one.

A night of music, power, and silence-until she broke it. In the middle of a crowded club, Riyansh Khushagra-the feared son of a powerful politician and the ruthless CEO of Khushagra Groups-was mercilessly beating an old man while everyone watched in fear. "Please... leave him!" a voice cut through the noise. Dr. Mahira Samani, a 28-year-old award-winning surgeon, stepped forward without hesitation. She knelt beside the bleeding man. "Uncle... look at me... you're going to be okay." A strong hand gripped her wrist. Riyansh pulled her up. "You have courage," he said coldly. "Or you have no idea who I am." She snatched her hand back. "I don't care who you are. You don't get to play God." Gasps echoed. He studied her-those furious, fearless eyes that didn't bow. "You're not scared." She stepped closer. "Should I be?" For the first time, someone stood against him without trembling. Before he could respond, she was pulled away by her friend-and just like that, she disappeared. No name. No identity. No trace. Riyansh searched. CCTV footage-unclear. Guest lists-no record. Ambulance call-anonymous number. City contacts-nothing. "How does someone vanish in my city?" he asked darkly. Days passed. Weeks. But her angry red eyes stayed imprinted in his mind. Meanwhile, Mahira returned to saving lives, unaware that the most dangerous man in the city couldn't forget her voice- "Who the hell do you think you are?" For the first time in his life, Riyansh Khushagra couldn't control something. And that something... Was her. Because when obsession begins without a name, it turns into destiny. And somewhere between power and pride- A dangerous love story waits to unfold. Haq mera hi to hai. 🔥

❝ 𝘥𝘦𝘬𝘩𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘩𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘰 𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘬𝘺𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮 ❞ 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐢𝐬𝐡.2025.©️

She entered Bollywood by accident. She left it by choice. When a renowned director goes searching for a face untouched by fame, he finds Ananya Iyer-a classical dancer, a lover of old Hindi cinema, English love stories, and dreams far bigger than the silver screen. Cast opposite Aarav Khanna, the son of a legendary Bollywood actor, Ananya is suddenly thrust into a world of flashing cameras, whispered assumptions, and a spotlight she never asked for. Aarav, raised in the glare of stardom, believes affection is always an act-and that girls only come with expectations. Between a viral airport moment, a trailer launch at her school, and a film that becomes a massive success, two worlds collide-but never truly meet. Ananya walks away from fame to chase science, heritage, and a life rooted in purpose. Years later, she returns-not as an actress, but as a woman who built herself from scratch. And when fate brings them together again under the soft glow of Janmashtami lamps, Aarav finally sees what he once missed. Some love stories aren't born in romance. They are written in time, regret, and second chances. ✦ GENRE ✦ Slow-burn romance | Coming-of-age | Bollywood fiction ✦ THEMES ✦ Fame vs self | Quiet ambition | Love that arrives late | Destiny over spotlight

Exotica /ɪɡˈ𝙯ɒ𝙩ɪ𝙠ə,ɛɡˈ𝙯ɒ𝙩ɪ𝙠ə/ Objects considered interesting because they are out of the ordinary, especially because they originated in a distant foreign country. ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ As the great Taylor swift once said ❝𝓗𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓲𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼❞ Dhrisha felt that. ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ Where India's dearest Dhrisha Mayra Kaul starts conversing with London's very own heartthrob, Tom holland.

Hello Well I know no one is going to read it but worth a shot ig? I m new to all of this Ye story half hindi half english main hai Hope ye target audience tak pahunch jaye I have seen people adding their oc/reader in hollywood movies but ek bhi bollywood nahi dekha so thought I would make another one This is also one my fav movies so I thought why not.... Anyways hope u enjoy

This is an 18+ story.. watch at your own risk, there will be brutality, murders,illicit nudity,dark romance. She was a fragile thing locked up in the dark world of crime and blood. Each step was a calculative move. She was his rival's wife, he was the sher-e-baloch. She wanted freedom, he wanted..........her. Until one fateful day , she gathered her courage to ask for help from her husband's rival, not knowing that she was trading a monster for another monster. Will she ever find the true love she craved? Will he be able to provide her protection from everything that tormented her? Will she be able to love him? Will he be able to change......for her? (This story is written in either Rehman or author's pov)

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.

Aarav Shekhawat is the captain of the basketball team. He also is the picture perfect boy for teachers. An perfect example of backbencher with marks of a topper. Breaking rules comes to him naturally. He doesn't care much about anyone. Parties, girls, marks and basketball matches are his life. Vanshika Singh, a sweetheart whose life resides in her books and ghungroos. The perfect image of a girl for teachers and parents, alike. A shy, introverted girl whose main focus is to become the lawyer she dreamed of. ************************************************************* "Some rivalries are destined to be more than just competition." Vanshika Singh has spent years perfecting the art of being the best-top grades, impeccable reputation, and a determination that leaves no room for distractions. But there's one person who always manages to challenge her: Aarav Shekhawat, the infuriatingly charming basketball captain who also happens to be her fiercest academic rival. For years, their battles have been fought in classrooms and exam halls, every test a new battleground. But when an unexpected twist of fate forces them to work together, the fine line between competition and connection begins to blur. Late-night study sessions turn into stolen glances, arguments spark something deeper, and soon, Vanshika finds herself facing a problem even calculus can't solve-her growing feelings for the one boy she swore to defeat. In a world of academic pressure, unspoken words, and a love that defies logic, Vanshika and Aarav must decide: Will they remain rivals, or will they rewrite their story... together? How will these academic rivals become star crossed lovers? Which one of them falls first? ************************************************************ Jump into the book to find out❤️✨ This book does not contain any love angles or toxicity. It's a simple love story which involves friendship, love, drama and lots of fun which might remind you of your own school days.

When two people who refuse to lose, fall in love... the war begins. He doesn't bow. She doesn't break. Two dominant souls, neither ready to surrender. He conquers the world. She refuses to get conquered. He was never meant to lose. She was never meant to bow. • ZAYD SOHAIL • A man who never learned the meaning of defeat. Cold, calculated and dangerously in control. The world bends to his rules... until the day someone refuses to. "Everyone eventually bends... Sweetheart." • ALIYA NAFEES • The women, nobody owns, nobody controls. Fearless. Untouchable. Unpredictable. A woman who rewrote the rules... She wasn't made to obey... She was never meant of follow anyone's rules. Especially not ZAYD SOHAIL'S ! "Then you clearly haven't met me... Mr. Control." This story is a Collision of two forces... TWO DOMINANT HEARTS. ONE DANGEROUS EQUATION ! 🥂

So it's the continuation of my book "Superstar's secret love after Sidneet's engagement. It will have lots of romance, twist, dhamaka, etc. And to know more.. peek inside 😍😍

Kabhi use Noor Noor kehta hu, Kabhi main hoor hoor kehta hu, ishq mein choor choor rehta hu Door naa jaaa........ " Har chiz tumahare liye sirf khel hai , hein na ?? Mere dil ke sath bhi tumne khela. I didn't ask you to love and make me believe in this Luv shuv pyaar vyaar. Then Why did you lie to me ?? " Raahi questioned holding his collar , with tears in her eyes. " Please believe me FIA , I didn't lie to you. I really love you. You are misunderstanding me. " Aariz answered while cupping Raahi's both cheeks. ********************************************************** " Mujhe apse ishq hogaya hai SHRIJI , i don't know how and when this happened. The only thing I know is I am in love with you." Devaksh said, holding her hand while looking at her eyes. Nainika stood frozen hearing this , she was unable to speak anything. Her eyes widened, heart started beating like a drum. ********************************************************** " Agar mein tumhe pasand hu toh bolne mein sharam aarehi thi kya ?? Itni der baad bola...agar mein asa kuch nahi karti toh agle janam bolte tum mujhe. " Tanya said in a fake angry tone . "I am sorry, I was just scared that you would not accept me . I was insecure about myself. I am sorry, please forgive me. " Rishi answered in a guilty tone , while looking down and folding his hands in front of her. ********************************************************** If you want to know more about them then jump into the story 📚

""Until next time then. And don't be ashamed of hiding. I hide my face every step I take, choice or not. Everyone hides." I said, and then turned back. Every step seemed shaky, the world seen through a veil of smoky tears. I wasn't saying goodbye. I would have to get married to him first. And Zoya would die without her mother. She had already lost too much. " Rashida Ranaz just wants to be left alone. She's too much and she knows it: too dark, too sharp, her eyes too pale and her hair too dead. The village fears her. Her sisters are shunned. Shah Naseeb doesn't know who he is. He's the heir to the Crown, the most powerful young man in the world, but his every step is uncertain. They could've lived with each other. They didn't need to meet. And yet... When Shah's father, the Cruel King Matuelleh, the killer of Rashida's beloved father, comes into her village, ready to uproot Rashida's whole life, both of their carefully curated roles begin to fall apart in irreconcilable ways.

When Rohan married Mia, he never anticipated that she would return to her ex and abandon their marriage. However, when he finds a second chance at love with Seema, he begins to wonder whether he should embrace this new opportunity or simply let it go.

Highschool Enemies to lovers♡ Arjun Malhotra is the school's arrogant cricket captain-a rich, spoiled backbencher with messy black hair, sharp eyes, and a smirk that drives everyone crazy. He skips homework, breaks rules, and bats like a star, hiding a lonely heart beneath all the attitude and fame. Prisha Sharma is a bold, studious 12th-grade transfer student from a middle-class family. Quiet yet fearless, she's the first-bencher who won't back down-smart, disciplined, and unbothered by arrogant boys or rich attitudes.

The war called life we get thrown into. Only some can called it 'The battle that I won' This story will take us on trip inside life of 'Ragini Enamdar Mohite'. She had overcome so many thing's, now living happy life with her husband, kids. Having success full career. One unexpected phone call and she get's pulled back into her past. ©All Rights Reserved

It all begins in school corridors-with shy glances, stolen smiles, and hearts too young to understand love. This desi romance follows innocent high-school crushes as they grow through friendship, jealousy, heartbreak, distance, and time. From shared benches to separate lives, from "just friends" to forever, their journeys collide, break, and find their way back. A roller-coaster of emotions where teenage feelings mature into lifetime devotion-proving that some bonds don't fade after school, they only grow stronger.

Shiv was sent to London for more than 10 years.He had to leave his trio in Kolkata,his best friend Rahul knew about his crush on Aavni,and he had roomised to him to keep Aavni safe for him. This story is set in the old times. But when Shiv comes back,the first scene he sees is Aavni lighting up a dhia on Rahul's name. Rahul had a deep sense of guilt,he had snatched his childhood crush's crush,he had not deserved to get someone like Aavni as his girlfriend,or Shiv as his ex bestfriend.

♡ISHQ DI BAAZIYAN♡ They never believed in love. Not because their hearts were empty, but because the world had taught them to guard them well. Two souls-innocent, untouched by promises, unfamiliar with ishq. They met without expectations, without dreams of forever. Just stolen glances in crowded hallways, just silences that felt safer than words. What began as coincidence slowly turned into comfort. Smiles lingered longer. Conversations grew softer. And somewhere between shared laughter and unspoken pain, their hearts forgot how not to feel. They didn't fall in love loudly. They fell quietly-like rain on dry soil, like prayers whispered to the night sky. This is the story of two pure souls who never searched for love, yet found it in each other- gentle, fearless, and beautifully inevitable. 🌙💖

𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 (𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮) ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧ Ishani is a topper-quiet, composed, ruled by discipline. Ishaan is a backbencher by choice-laughing, poetry on margins, always by the window. A forced seat change. The last bench. Meant for her. Ahead, Rishi notices everything in silence, while Roshini turns it into warmth. Somewhere between jokes and late talks, Vansh and Vanya find each other. Three couples. One bus route. Six hearts learning that love doesn't shout-it simply sits beside you and stays. Let's get into their story °•◇•° ✧ A soft desi teen rom-com in my style ✧ ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ ♡ Themes: °• Opposites Attract °• Desi RomCom °• Teenage Love °• Teen Fiction °• School Drama °• High school Love ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ °•♡•° Ishaan and his Mithi °•♡•° Ishani and her Sahab -----◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡----- °•♡•° Rishi and his Titli °•♡•° Roshini and her Muni -----◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡----- °•♡•° Vansh and his Sunshine °•♡•° Vanya and her Hero ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ 📸 Updates on Instagram: sitarabloom