Lyari Stories

Rehman Baloch the cold, Arrogant, Dark man but with a charm that no one notices he has been always dark never showing what he actually feels has lyari wrapped around his fingers every step he takes people shiver no dares to raise there voice or look at him dead in the eye in lyari. Suddenly one day he locks his eyes in with a girl who is mysterious, charming, but her eyes tell a way bigger story

❝We aren't what we deem to be.❞ Those words of hers, haunted the silence of a man who had almost forgotten his own name. In the land of Lyari, India's lethal spy's eyes fell upon Noor Zehra, who held ocean in her eyes and dagger in her words and mind impossible to manipulate. What if the stranger in the land of shadows realize she wasn't a stranger at all. [𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐙𝐀/𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐗 𝐎𝐂] [𝐃𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 & 𝐓𝐖𝐎]

𝖍𝖆𝖋𝖘𝖆 𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖎, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖌𝖚𝖓𝖘 & 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖞 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖇𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖍 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ ɪʀᴀɴɪ x ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴘʟᴇ ᴍʟ

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

They met long before they ever saw each other's faces. Through prison walls and stolen letters, two strangers became each other's refuge. Then the letters stopped, and she was told he was no more Years later, under the name Noor, she is sent to work beside one of the most powerful men in Pakistan. The moment she sees his green eyes, she knows. He's alive. He doesn't recognize her. And while the world was made to see a brother and sister, Noor is forced to live beside the man she once mourned. A story written in ink and blood. This story is inspired by the blockbuster film Dhurandhar.

A fanfiction on rehman and ulfat.

Fanfiction on dhurandhar.

When darkness rules the city, a ruthless man finds his only anchor in a world meant to break him. Amidst blood and betrayal, a fierce protectiveness blooms that threatens to shatter the walls of a criminal empire. Can a sacred sanctuary survive when the past refuses to stay buried? "I chose your world and I chose your scars but I will not let the darkness take you."

In a city that remembers everything, two lives move dangerously close to each other. Ulfat Zafar Bhutto belongs to a world built on respectability and distance. Rehman Baloch rules one shaped by blood and consequence. This isn't coincidence, it's fate.

"What makes me godless in your world, keeps me alive in mine." • Syeda Mahnoor Rizwi, Dhurandhar's newest recruitment. Her task was simple: take her allotted flight to Lyari, register as a local, find a home, beat/kill/rob/marry, settle as a native. And in exactly 21 months, your assignment will find you. 𝘖𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

Years ago, Inaya Mazhar disappeared the night her haveli burned and her bloodline was erased in a brutal political massacre. The world believed the daughter of the Mazhar family died alongside them. But Inaya survived. Raised under a false identity, she grows up surrounded by secrets, revenge, and the haunting memory of gunshots echoing through rain-soaked halls. She plans to ruin him. He becomes obsessed with uncovering who she really is. Neither knows they're falling in love while standing on opposite sides of a blood feud. ✧ political romance ✧ enemies to lovers ✧ dark desi aesthetics ✧ hidden identity ✧ revenge & betrayal "Some love stories begin with flowers. Ours began with a funeral."

"𝐪𝐮𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐢?" "𝐐𝐮𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐇𝐚𝐢."

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Dakait-e-Janaam In the restless lanes of Lyari, where sea wind carries both salt and gunpowder, power has a name - Rehman Dakait, the feared Sher-e-Baloch. He rules the streets with stillness instead of noise, strategy instead of spectacle. Politics bends around him. Men lower their gaze. Enemies calculate before breathing. But beyond the iron gates of his haveli exists a different kingdom. There, he is only a husband. Ulfat Jahan Baloch moves through the same city with quiet authority - composed, watchful, unbreakable. She understands the cost of loving a man the world calls dangerous. She also understands that beneath the legend lies a heart fiercely, almost foolishly devoted to her. As alliances shift and betrayal brews - as leaders turn, officers are reinstated, and blood stains the political chessboard - their marriage becomes sanctuary. Rehman never allows the violence of Lyari to cross the threshold of his home. Ulfat never lets fear eclipse faith. Yet tragedy does not knock before entering. When loss carves its mark into their lives, grief settles between them - not as division, but as shared silence. In a city built on ambition and survival, love becomes their most defiant act. Dakait-e-Janaam is not the story of a gangster's rise or fall. It is the story of a marriage that refuses to collapse under the weight of power, politics, and fate.

My goal was simple. Build connections, gather intel, protect my nation, and maybe, just maybe, if I ever get a chance, finish off a few of the lyari underworld who terrorised and hurt my nation all these years. I wasn't here for love. Falling in love was never part of the plan. But then again, I suck at following plans.

This is based on the movie and NOT the actual people. The characters are based purely on the cinematic portrayal by the actors. I do not support, promote or condone the actual people or any of their activities. The one shots will be a mix of canon and original storylines and characters.

the eldest daughter of jameel jamali is back from a short abroad trip to witness a new world of love and war for her. dhurandhar fic Hamza x oc x Uzair I only own the oc rest belong to the rightful owner