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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

𝘈 𝘋𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘩𝘢𝘳 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 She woke up on cold concrete. No memories. No voice. No name. One moment, she was a nineteen-year-old girl in 2025 Tamil Nadu. Next, she was bleeding in a dark alley in 2005 Karachi, with no idea how she got there or who she even was. She must learn to survive in a world of violence, politics, and dangerous men. But something is wrong. Not just with her missing memories. Something deeper. Something darker. A feeling she can't shake. A dread that wakes her at night. Flashes of things that haven't happened yet. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵. And time is running out. The problem? She's voiceless, nameless, and trapped in a house full of secrets. And then there's Hamza. The man with dark eyes and darker secrets. The one who watches her like she matters. The one who whispers: "You rise from darkness. You bloom anyway." He speaks as if he loves her. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. What she doesn't know: ↳ Hamza isn't who he claims to be ↳ His marriage is part of a dangerous game ↳ The lies he tells might be the only thing keeping her alive What he doesn't know: ↳ She's not from this time ↳ Her nightmares are warnings ↳ Some fires can't be controlled once lit In a world of spies and gangsters, where loyalties shift like sand, and love is just another weapon. She can't save everyone. But she can make them pay.

College Love Story | Musical Drama A sweeping love story set against the pulse of music where a boy sings his truth when words fail him, and emotions spill over into melody. Inspired by the raw, aching world of Rockstar, this story blends themes and moments reminiscent of Aashiqui 2 and Saiyaara. The tone draws heavily from the signature style of Mohit Suri-where love feels eternal, music becomes confession, and yearning lingers long after the last note fades. ⸻ Sahil Agnihotri An aspiring musician. The future heir to an empire yet his heart belongs to music. He writes lyrics in the margins of his notebooks, lives recklessly, feels deeply. Music is his refuge... and sometimes, his curse. There's a storm in his eyes-restless, hungry, determined to conquer the world. But the privilege he was born into comes with a cost he cannot escape. ⸻ Siya Joshi Disciplined. Focused. Unyieldingly practical. She would rather analyze her emotions than feel them; map them on a graph instead of letting them unravel her. Her strength lies in logic, in control, in sheer willpower. She believes there's no situation she can't think her way out of. Her fire burns just as fiercely-sharp, soaring, relentless. But that strength demands a price. ⸻ When these two worlds collide in a dusty classroom, their fates are entwined for better or worse. Sahil and Siya begin a journey through love, ambition, dreams, and heartbreak where music becomes their shared language. ⸻ Tropes & Themes * Rich boy × Poor girl * Opposites attract * Strangers to soulmates * Dreams vs family baggage * Music, lyrics, and poetry * Love, loss, and emotional unraveling * Mental health in form of Amnesia ⸻ Note: All songs inspired by Mohit Suri's filmography are reimagined here as Sahil's original compositions within the story. ⸻ About the Author Updates twice a week. Follow on Wattpad for new chapters and upcoming projects. Instagram: @AmuWritesLovestory ✨

Major Iqbal x Fem! Indian! Reader Forced into a life built on lies, she takes on a new identity and enters a world where nothing is what it seems. And at the center of it all is him-Major Iqbal. Calm, unreadable, and feared by everyone around him, he is nothing like she imagined... and yet, somehow worse.

- 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐭 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.˚₊۶ৎ˙⋆ 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Meet Aarav Mehrotra , an 18-year-old student in his final year at a prestigious boarding school, Known for his calm demeanour and excellence in academics. However, beneath his composed exterior lies a mischievous streak that occasionally surfaces, often leaving a trail of harmless pranks. Despite his calm nature, Aarav has a fiery temper that flares up when pushed too far. Aarav is a fascinating blend of responsibility and youthful exuberance. 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Meet Kiara a 17-year-old, a spirited 11th grader whose infectious energy lights up any room she walks into. With a bubbly personality and a knack for mischief, Kiara is the life of the party and always has a clever excuse to skip school. A natural extrovert, she thrives on social interactions and is never shy about expressing herself. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯: "In a world that's told us no, we've created our own yes." 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 : "And I'd choose you, even if they told me it was a mistake." ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

"A chance encounter between a successful lawyer, Inder, and a young intern, Vidya, sets off a chain reaction of emotions and memories. Vidya's uncanny resemblance to Inder's lost love, Saru, who left him 20 years ago, leaves him speechless and reeling. As he grapples with the past and the present, Inder must confront the what-ifs and the could-haves, and decide whether to embrace the future or remain stuck in the nostalgia of yesterday."

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬? 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲'𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞, 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 - 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐟é 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 "𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠?"

She lives under the spotlight. He survives in the shadows. At twenty-four, Anushka Sharma is one of the most celebrated actresses of her generation-famous across borders, adored by millions, and constantly watched. Cameras follow her everywhere. Fans crowd too close. Privacy is a luxury she no longer remembers having. What once felt like love now feels like suffocation. Enter Virat Kohli-twenty-seven, disciplined, intimidatingly quiet, and newly appointed as her bodyguard. He has protected powerful men, celebrities, and cricketers before. But guarding a female superstar is unfamiliar territory. Different risks. Different rules. Different boundaries. He is trained to observe, not interfere. To protect, not connect. To stay invisible. She doesn't want another stranger watching her every move. He doesn't want an assignment that feels this personal. Thrown together by circumstance, bound by professionalism, and separated by unspoken lines, they learn each other in silence-through lingering glances, unacknowledged concern, and moments that mean more than words ever could. There are rules. There are consequences. And some feelings are never meant to be named. A slow-burn romance where proximity breeds tension, protection turns personal, and love arrives quietly-when neither of them is looking for it.

Her eyes seemed deep. quiet. But never silent. His world was a black and white film who only knew one colour; crimson red. "Mai tumhe woh hifasat nahi de sakta jo koi sadhaan aadmi de paaye, meri jaan." "Koi baat nahi, hifasat naam ka shabd meri kitaabo me hai hi nahi." ("I cannot give you the safety an ordinary man can, my love.") ("It's okay, the word safety was never in my books anyway.") She is his power and his weakness. She is his colour in his film-like world. There might be some 18+ scenes, you will be warned before the paragraph comes on. enjoy reading :) comments and votes are appreciated!!

Fanfiction on dhurandhar.

​"Dil se Dil" - Because some hearts take the longest route just to beat in time. ​Welcome to Koraput, a town painted in shades of saffron sunsets, where the air smells of night-blooming jasmine and the days are measured by cycle rides and shared lunchboxes. For a group of childhood friends, life is an innocent haze of school chaos, corridor whispers, and the unchanging comfort of growing up together under the same sky. ​But beneath the playful banter, the first quiet notes of love are beginning to play. It hides in the silence where an old closeness used to be, deepens in the protective shadow of an unspoken crush, bickers behind fierce academic rivalries, and blooms softly in a respectful corner of a classroom. ​The Couples & Tropes ​Nrityaa × Shaurya ​Best Friend's Brother / Boy Next Door. A soft, protective pining where innocent care slowly deepens into something unforgettable under the evening sky. Swara × Veer Childhood Friends to Strangers to Lovers. A sweet, bittersweet slow-burn about two hearts learning the language of each other's silences after years apart. ​Kajal × Maahir ​Sassy × Shy. When 2 parallel lines of different world decide to walk together. ​Geet × Hridaan ​Enemies to Best Friends to... ? Academic rivalry, two storms holding on to eachother . Zoya × Parth Soft slow burn. When a rebellious girl falls for a Guy who never had a family.

"Do you enjoy it when someone else holds you like this?" he yanked me into his chest, his strong veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. "What if I do?" my voice came out shaky and as a whimper. I hate myself for feeling this pathetic, neither I could have him nor I could let him go. "Lie all you want, but your eyes will always speak the truth...to me." "I hate you." I gasped. In a fraction of a second his lips connected to mine in haste. I tugged at the strands of his hair. "I hate you more." What do you think when you see two actors debuting in a movie- fighting, romancing and finally having a happy ending? Amazing, beautiful, perfect and sometimes we even think how organic their chemistry is, right? Krish Kapoor, son of versatile actor Alok Kapoor debuts with a rising actor, Vaani Batra from Amritsar. It is her first time on the big screen, came this long in such a young age all by herself and gave her a superstar tag. How will their journey unfold? Three, two, one.... Action. #behindthescene #fanfiction #saiyaara

"Dil se Dil mil gaye hai to chahiye phir se is Dil ko kya jaddu hai mithi baaton ka jisne dhadkan ko hi chu liya kavi ki kalpana hai ya koi aaiyna hai ya dhundla sapna jisse chehra mil Gaya ya jaise titli lutaye ude ho mastiyaan."🦋✨ ___________________________________________________________________________ ________________ 🤍🌼✨"Every Junoon deserves a sukoon. Met theirs."🤍🌼✨ Roohi: 🦢💗"Prem me prateeksha ho to Mahadev si." Ekansh: "Aur us prateeksha ka sukoon ho to shree sa."💗🦢 ~"Rab joh de ijajat rab ka likha mai mod doon Tujhse kismato ke taare sab jod doon Ishq karuu karti rahoon mar ke bhi teri rahoon."🖋️🌷✨ 🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍 Ritvik: 🦚❤️"Har kahani ko anjaam nhi milta." Aarohi: Lekin Kuch kahaniyon ko Krishna mil jaate hai."❤️🦚 ~Chup maahi, chup hai ranjha Bole kaise ve na jaa Bole kaise ve na jaa Aa jaa.... Aa jaa.... 😭🌼✨~ 🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍 Shanaya: 😒📚"Bio ka ek question phek ke maarungi na tumhara saara PCM udd jaaye ga." Vansh: "Aur mai bhi maths ka ek question phek ke maarunga na apne PCB ke saath tum bhi udd jaaogi."📚😒 ~Tu mera hukkum ka ikka Tu hi meri cricket ka chakka Mai Aladdin, Tu mera jinn Mai adhoora tere bin🌻🐒✨~ 🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍🌼✨🤍 Different couples. Different stories. From first crushes to heartbreaks - will there love survive the chaos of growing up?? "These aren't the only couple in the story-there are plenty more chaotic souls waiting to steal your heart."

He sat on the edge of the bed, spine straight but shoulders heavy. A fresh bandage wrapped around his head, stark against his dusky skin. One hand rested limply in his lap. The other held a glass of water-untouched. His eyes weren't focused on anything in particular. His hair, still damp from a recent sponge bath, clung to his forehead. And then- A click. Silent. Subtle. But sharp, like a switch being flipped inside his mind. The glass in his hand shattered. Just a reflexive squeeze until cracks raced across the surface like spiderwebs and the shards sunk into his skin. He didn't flinch. Just stared. At his hand. At the blood. It pooled slowly, seeping between his fingers, dripping down his wrist. Red. Just as red as the sindoor. The red lehenga. The red rose in her hair that morning. The red lips he once swore to protect the smile of. The fragments of memory were blurry-muffled like sound underwater. But the color... the color remained. And then- The door creaked open. Soft footsteps. A voice, cautious. "Abhimaan-" It stopped when his gaze snapped up at her like a predator stirred too early from sleep. His eyes, once blank, were burning now. Red. Not from pain. From fury. His voice was gravel, low and cold. "Where is she?" She froze at his words. . . . . This story revolves around Abhimaan Raghuvanshi a respected advocate and his arranged wife Aarohi Birla/Raghuvanshi a child psychologist

"Love at first sight was a myth,until we locked eyes." Shivaan Randhawa-a 12th grader walks through the hallway with a guitar case slung over his shoulder, nodding politely to teachers and his schoolmates. Seeking peace through music,he is definition of "calm and nerdy" guy. Parinika Chaudhary-a clumsy girl who is likely to run through the same hallway with papers flying out of her bag, being a rebel by heart, she still somehow manages to score full in her tests every single time. Love at first sight? She thought it was a myth-until she saw him. ____________________________________________________ "Why do you worship their love so much?" He questioned. "It is said that when Shree krishn fell in love with Rukmini ji,the cosmos shifted. He even lost his sleep for her." She replies while smiling. "Then I am already at my altar, because I haven't known a night of sleep since the day I met you,parinika."He replied,his voice thick with emotion. -----------------------______________ Are you all ready to feel the roller coaster of emotions with them? Jump inside the book to know more. ❤️👀

"Rathod Diary" Season 2 Dedication To everyone who has ever found comfort in a smile they never expected to matter... To the hearts that love quietly, laugh freely, and believe in the magic of unexpected connections. For every stolen glance, every hidden feeling, and every love story that begins with friendship. And most of all... For those who learn that sometimes the best people enter your life without warning and stay forever. This one's for you. ❤️ --- Priya Sarkar Age: 24 Sweet, vibrant, and effortlessly lovable. The kind of person who makes people smile without trying and steals hearts without realizing it. Ansh Rathod Age: 26 Golden retriever energy in human form. Loud, lovable, impossible to ignore, and somehow always finding reasons to be around one specific girl. --- Tropes Strangers to lovers Secret romance Sunshine x Sunshine Boss's Brother x Brother's Employee Extrovert x Ambivert Non-Bengali x Bengali YouTube Vlogger x Office Employee Forbidden Love Long Distance Relationship He fell at first sight but both fell Harder.

~ it's not over till it's over serving some freshly brewed #SarTik flavoured coffee, with some fictional cookies and cutuuuu sprinkles🧋

NOT A FANFIC. "Even the stars envied how much I love you." She was the fire that lit up every stage. He was the quiet storm that gave her a reason to sing. Together, Siara Sharma and Arjun Agarwal were more than just music's golden couple - they were the kind of love people wrote songs about. The kind of love that made the world believe. But the louder the applause grew, the harder it became to hear each other. One night, a fight. One moment, a choice. And suddenly, the music that bound them was replaced by a silence too heavy to bear. Some stories fade with time. Theirs will burn - fierce, beautiful, and unbearably tragic - in every note, every lyric, and every broken heart it touches.

[WINNER OF 'TWEET YOUR STORY INDIA'; FEATURED IN OFFICIAL AmbassadorsIN, Wattpad Romance and RomanceINDIA PROFILE] This is one of the books in the series: Destined To Be. (can be called a collection of books) The story can be enjoyed as a standalone. You can find more details on my profile. ----- Part 1: In the hustle-bustle of the Twenty-First Century, where everyone forgets about themself, two people experience their most beautiful encounter with each other. But, is this encounter enough to spark something between them? What'll happen when they meet back, after five years of their tantalizing experience, in a different circumstance? No one is too enchanting to be remembered, But miracles do happen... Part 2: Drafting ----- [Part 1: Completed] [Third Person Limited + Omniscient Narration] [Part 1: Edited] [Novel] ----- © 2015 Suganthii Story Cover - Designing Pattern and Creative Idea © Suganthii Media Attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and are not violated by any means.