Rehmanbaloch Stories

Fanfiction on dhurandhar.

Do nain mere do nain tere Jab mily to mil kar chaar hue Yeh apni apni qismat hai Do jeet gye do haar gye.

A Rehman dakait fanfic

"Kuch log zindagi mein ek hi baar milte hain." "Aur Ulfat?" "Woh meri ek baar hai." ___________________________________________________ The entire city feared Rehman Dakait. His name could silence a room. Ministers avoided crossing him, rivals feared him, and loyalty to him ran deeper than blood. Yet for all the power he possessed, there was one thing he never had-peace. Ulfat Siddiqui had spent her life believing men like Rehman were the reason Lyari bled. The daughter of the most respected man in the city, she belonged to a world that could never coexist with his. Falling in love was never part of the plan. But sometimes the heart chooses what the world forbids. And sometimes, one person becomes worth risking everything for. Because some people come into your life only once. And for Rehman Dakait... she was his one time.

I used to write on Tumblr. Now I'm here! THIS FICTION IN NO WAY OR FORM ROMANTICIZES, PROPOGATES OR JUSTIFIES THE PEOPLE THESE CHARACTERS WERE BASED ON OR THEIR ACTIONS. THIS IS SOLELY BASED ON THE CHARACTERIZATION BY ACTORS IN THE SENSE OF THE MOVIE. This has been written with no intention of hurting anyone's religious sentiments, emotions or morals. If uncomfortable, please refrain from interacting. I do not permit posting of my work as it is or edited, or translated anywhere else with or without my permission.

For twenty years, the Balochs and Qureshis have been enemies bound by blood, betrayal, and unfinished wars. When an unexpected marriage proposal forces their worlds to collide, Inaya Qureshi finds herself tied to the one man she was raised to hate-Uzair Baloch. But some stories begin long before two people meet, and some hearts remember what minds have long forgotten. A tale of loyalty, secrets, family, and a love that waited in silence for fifteen years. --- "How long, Uzair?" "Long enough to forget what my life looked like before you." "And if I had never chosen you?" "Then I would've spent the rest of my life protecting a woman who was never mine... because loving you was never a choice, Inaya. It was simply the longest thing I've ever done."

Dhurandhar Characters x Reader Every Saturday, A New Disaster only on ਰੱਬ ਦਾ ਰੇਡੀਓ Namaskar, Satsriakal, and adaab. I'm K.Kaur, and you're watching Akal Gayi Tel Lene Every Saturday, we'll be checking in on a household where common sense packed its bags and left a long time ago. Where minor inconveniences become major crises. Where nobody learns from their mistakes. And where every week brings a brand-new disaster. So grab a cup of chai, get comfortable, and enjoy today's episode. Because things are about to go very, very wrong. --- Contents may include: poor decision making, unnecessary arguments, emotional support chai, missing household items, public and second-hand embarrassment, petty arguments, loud opinions, unsolicited advice, recurring disasters, kalesh, chugli, jhoot, questionable life choices, adults behaving like unsupervised children, temporary common-sense outages, and absolutely zero lessons learned.

A Rehman Dakait story. Read it to find out 🎀🪔

Haveli ki sangeen deewaron mein dabi ek sachai, jo har raat cheekhti hai. Rehman Dakait fanfic.

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.

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

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.

This is the story of Rehman and Ulfat. This story is completely fictional. If this story hurts anyone's feelings, please understand that it is a work of fiction.I hope you like this story...😄🌸

Rehman and Ulfat's love was never ordinary. In the narrow streets of Lyari, it burned fierce and loud. Life tried to tear them apart, but even death could not silence what was written in their souls. Nineteen years after their wedding, Rehman and Ulfat stand at the crossroads of memory and reality. This is Ruh-e-Ulfat, a story of love, loss, and souls intertwined, where fire and calm, chaos and silence, exist together in a bond that death cannot undo. رحمان و الفت

Some debts are paid with money. Others demand blood. Ulfat Zarwari spent twenty-six years believing she would decide the course of her own life. Then her father made a deal. And suddenly, she belonged to Rehman Dakait. A man feared across Lyari. A man whose name carried more warnings than introductions. A man she despised long before she ever met him. The marriage was never meant to be a romance. It was an arrangement. A transaction. A bargain struck between people far more powerful than either of them. And if there was one thing Ulfat hated more than Rehman himself, it was being forced into a life she had never chosen. The feeling was entirely mutual. Because Rehman Dakait had built his empire on control. Yet somehow, the one person he could never control was the woman who now carried his name. What follows is not a love story. At least not at first. It is a war. A relentless battle of pride, resentment, and stubbornness. A marriage where every conversation feels like a challenge. Every compromise feels like defeat. And every victory comes at the cost of another scar. Neither of them knows how to surrender. Neither of them knows how to forgive. And neither of them is willing to be the first one to break. But hatred is a dangerous thing. Especially when it is forced to live under the same roof. Because there are only so many times two people can hurt each other before they begin to understand one another. Only so many nights spent wishing the other would leave before the thought becomes unbearable. Somewhere between fury and devotion. Between destruction and protection. Between the desperate need to walk away and the terrifying inability to do so. Something begins to grow. Something neither of them wants. After all, the most dangerous debts are never written on paper. They are written in love, foolish enough to believe they can remain untouched. Qarz-e-Mohabbat A debt neither of them intended to owe.

Collection of oneshots (and drabbles maybe) based on the Indian movies - Dhurandhar (2025) and Dhurandhar: The Revenge (2026)

Fanfiction

A promise made between enemies became the fate of their children. Forced into a marriage with the man she blames for her father's death, Ulfat Khan enters the world of Abdul Rehman Baloch-a feared king whose loyalty runs deeper than his reputation. In a world built on blood, betrayal, and power, one promise remains unbroken. Ahd-e-Wafa.

A fanfiction on Rehman Dakait's rise to power pre-Dhurandhar. NOTE! : This is a fictional story and is not based on the real life criminal. Please be mindful when reading it. WARNINGS! : Contains mature content. Read at your risk.

She was already in love with someone else. Then she met Akshaye Khanna.