Rehmanbaloch Stories

*Dark Romance* She hated violence, criminals, blood- the whole racket. She found freedom in singing. She was 21, always kept away from men. He ruled through fear, rose through blood. He found excitement in violence. He was 40, married to a beautiful wife called Ulfat. Young Mehrunissa wanted nothing but a life away from the dirt of politics and crime. But would it be possible when the Sher-E-Baloch, laid eyes on her, wanted her? They said what he wanted, he always got. What he could not get? He claimed....ruthlessly....fiercely....dangerously. NOTE:- I, in no manner glorify the actual Rehman Dakait, who was responsible for various crimes. This is based on the Indian Movie Dhurandhar, potrayed by Akshay Khanna. I do not know a lot about Indian or Pakistani culture, but will try my best so some details may be here or there. Please bear with me.

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...😄🌸

Nargis Chaudhary, the daughter of SP Aslam Chaudhary was never even supposed to cross paths with Hamza. Something that starts quietly in secrecy pulls her into a world she was not meant to be a part of. What happens when her father finds out she is in love with a Baloch? And will she ever find the truth about Hamza?

Just some dhurandhar one shot type shit

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.

trying my hand at writing for the first time! this was originally posted on tumblr! constructive criticism is appreciated! Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. In no way I intend to justify, romanticise or glorify the actions of the real-life people associated with these characters. This is solely based on the roles played by the actors in the movie. © rohiratxict 2026. all rights reserved.

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 is not a love story. It's مقدّر

"𝐪𝐮𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐢?" "𝐐𝐮𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐇𝐚𝐢."

I can't stop thinking about Rehman' s death and what would have happened if someone had caught what was going on. so, this fic is that Ulfat travelled back in time before Naeem's death. This is her not giving a fuck and girlbossing her way to a happy ending . story does not promote any terrorists; these characters are based on portrayal of them in the movie. k byeee

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

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

𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝-Ulfat Hasin Jahan, a sheltered feudal-political daughter raised under protection and love, finds herself tied to Rehman Baloch, Pakistan's most feared gangster, through a connection that feels written long before either of them understood it. What begins as forbidden love slowly turns into something far deeper, a soul-level bond neither distance, violence, family opposition nor fate itself can break. But as their worlds collide, love becomes a source of destruction as much as salvation, forcing families to turn against each other, loyalties to shatter, and hearts to choose between blood and destiny. Roohaniyat is a story of soulmates, obsession, sacrifice, family wounds, and a love so consuming that even pain begins to feel sacred. ( 𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 ) @𝙖𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨

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.

Have you ever experienced a chaotic day where the water in your house runs out?? Yup, that's what happened today in The Baloch Household,on working hours.

The story of a broken spy who is a mother And A gangster who starts smiling naturally again because of her

Ruh-e-Ulfat |رُوحِــالفت|- The Soul of Love Before the storms, before the battles and broken streets, there was a love that burned quietly, beautifully, and fiercely. Rehman and Ulfat met in a world full of chaos, yet somehow, their hearts found each other amidst the noise. The first glances, the shy smiles, the stolen moments - each one building a bond stronger than words could capture. Their early marriage was a dance of laughter and quiet understanding, of whispered promises in the night and gentle reassurances by day. Every argument ended with tenderness, every disagreement with patience, because love - raw, real, and untested - had a way of filling every crack. This is Ruh-e-Ulfat: a story of beginnings, of hearts entwined, of moments before the world demanded sacrifices, and of a love so alive it could conquer even the shadows yet to come. ~Inspired by Dhurandhar (2025). 🕯️🦢

Fanfiction on dhurandhar.

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.

Requests are open!!!!!! Overload the wattpad system with your imaginations my friends!!

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.