Yumnazaidi Stories

He had always ruled his world with iron-every law, every gaze, every word binding those around him. Then she arrived, fragile in appearance, fearless in spirit-a spark he neither wanted nor could resist. She should have bowed. She should have obeyed. But desire does not listen, and neither does love when it is a cage. And thus began their Qaid-e-Ishq-a prison of passion, power, and defiance.

This fic starts after Waqas ki Adalat Episode.

this is my first ever try on writing fiction do support silent readers!!!! this is meerab and murtasim moments through my lens... a different POV

In every lifetime, we will meet, as lovers, as enemies, and I will break you and heal you. Love you and hate you. In every lifetime we meet, I will remember you, but I will forget. In every lifetime, I will fall in love, and I will make you fall, except this one.

Meerab lived in Murtasim's house, but it wasn't a home - it was a cage dressed in elegance. Every door opened with his permission, every silence ended with his voice. He didn't chain her - he didn't need to. His presence was the lock, his gaze the key she could never find. When she moved, his eyes followed. When she spoke, his tone silenced her. And when she tried to step away, his calm words pulled her right back - "You can go anywhere, Meerab. As long as it's inside my world." She realized then - she wasn't just living with him. She was living inside him. And Murtasim's world was a beautiful, merciless cage built only for her.

A Spicy Spark** In the vibrant heart of Lahore, Meerab and Murtasim's love story unfolds in a cozy apartment above a bustling chai stall, where the scents of jasmine and spices weave through their lives. Meerab, a fiery artist with dreams of opening her own gallery, teases Murtasim, a confident architect, calling him "so spicy" as they banter over a simmering pot of biryani. Their playful exchange ignites a deeper argument, revealing Meerab's frustration that Murtasim assumes he knows her dreams without truly listening. As tensions rise, their love is tested, but Murtasim's heartfelt apology and willingness to understand her aspirations rekindle their connection. This romantic tale explores the heat of love, the clash of stubborn hearts, and the beauty of rebuilding trust, proving that even the spiciest moments can forge an unbreakable bond.

"Mohabbat ho gayi hai tumse, tumhari har ek baat se" A different version of episode 47. I hope you like it.

when finally convincing modernized feudal parents for her dream of law came with a catch of perfect university grades, and with it, a temporary stay at old, family friends which caused some... distractions.

So heyaaaa readers. Seeing the cover page you already know that I'm a MEERASIM/YUMHAJ fan and I'm here with my own plot and stories relating Meerab and Murtasim. [ Meerab and Murtasim are characters of Pakistan TV Show~ Tere Bin. The characters are same as the show but the plot is mine. I may write mature content in future so please go through the disclaimers. Also I don't intent to hurt anyone's emotion and sentiments, if ever by mistake I hurt you ~ I'm sorry~ I have no knowledge about Pakistan Culture so please have mercy on me]

**Tere Bin, Ab Kaise Jiya Jaye?** A chronically ill girl finds her first taste of joy in the Pakistani drama *Tere Bin* and its fandom on X-only for the same online world that saved her to turn on her, shatter her fragile peace, and leave her more alone than ever. From virtual light to real darkness in one cruel scroll.

A short, heartfelt birthday story for Wahaj Ali: the tale of a quiet boy born in Lahore on a foggy December morning who was gifted moonlight by his city, and spent his whole life learning how to give it back, one story at a time. From a seven-year-old with a broken Handycam to the man whose eyes still hold the same winter sky, this is a love letter from a fan to the light Lahore calls its own.

Hi, Just a slight detour. This is a one shot of a very famous show "Tere Bin" which stars Wajah Ali and Yumna Zaidi. For all #TereBin lovers, I hope you like it. For those who dont watch the show, I will request you to read them as characters from a book. Thank you for all the love ...

Tropes: Romance Childhood sweethearts Love Triangle CEO & Software engineer Shivanya said while crying miserably by holding his collar tight "No one ever loved me Reyansh will you love me please forever , will you stay by me always please, I want to call you my home , you are the only thing that I have"... Reyansh "NO, I won't love you because you want" Shivanya's heart shattered in pieces as soon as the words hit here ears and she felt here world shattering into pieces. But then he said...... Hola keep reading the book to know more..

Note: The plot of this fanfiction is different from the original one. The character's name and some traits will be the same as the original one but the rest is my own creation. So do give it a shot and if you want the FF with the same plot extension then go to my profile to get it there. Meerab and Murtasim are cousins who are grown up in the same Haveli and they are each other's best friends but what will happen when Meerab gets to know that her best friend is moving to Australia for his studies. Will the distance grow them apart or will it make them realize their true feelings? To know more dive into the story to read the new story of those same characters. ❤️ Zilhaal e Miskeen ~ Don't pity my poor heart. Ps. For sneak peak you guys can read it at the end of my previous story in case you haven't. Happy Reading. 🫶

**Fire and Stone: A Maldivian AU** Forced together on a luxurious Maldivian island to fulfill an arranged engagement, fiery Meerab and stoic Murtasim wage war with words under swaying palms. A midnight storm, hidden sacrifices, and an old rival soon turn hatred into undeniable desire. In turquoise paradise, fire finally melts stone, and two proud hearts learn that surrender can be the ultimate victory. Enemies-to-lovers, slow-burn, tropical Meerasim.

An OS or Maybe a short story on our cutest MEERASIM. 🌼

Sitara and Meesam are the absolute princesses of the Singhania mansion and the absolute favorites of their family members .As much as they differ from each other like being of two opposite poles , but their mutual love and care for each other knew no bounds and it was meant to be a sign of epitome of sisterhood . And to be married onto the same family , was a dream they had been manifesting since childhood , though it kind of seemed so impossible to them yet their appealing didn't knew any bounds for the same . What happenes when their dreams does comes true but not in the way they had expected it to be ?? They do get bonded to two brothers , in the same family but under some untamable situations and some unavoidable debts . The wedding held was nothing but a mess that was sought to clean it up but that just lead to the alleviation of much more unavoidable bitter consequences onto the path that seemed to have no end . Also the Malhotra brothers - to whom they had been bonded to were the perfect defination of the result of salvation and penance as the natives of Rajasthan talked off just with a small exception . One was rude , arrogant and didn't believe in love at all while the other one was the splitting mirror of shattered innocence and ugly revenge games . But one thing was clear as much as their world seemed to be glittered with gold and diamond from outside it was literally void of any light from within because behind the closed doors held a complete different story that could blow off people's mind . P S. - This is a fictional work and has nothing to deal with the reality 🙂🙂

Murtasim, from Hyderabad, stands tall with his signature blend of arrogance and tenderness, his eyes reflecting the fading light as he gazes at Merab. Despite his rough edges-his temper, his trigger-happy persona, and his initial resistance to Meerab's independence-he's shown a softer side, one that respects her intellect and urges her to take charge of their household. Meerab, raised in Karachi with dreams of becoming a lawyer, is fierce and unyielding, her spirit unbroken even by the constraints of their arranged marriage. The sea breeze carries the weight of their unspoken words, as the horizon blurs into shades of orange and purple

They say home is where the heart is, and Munna's home is with Zarnab

Terebin drama- story of meerab and murtasim (one short). Hate to love trope.