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  • Muqaddar مقدّر by 123ksowla
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    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
  • Dhurandhar Ka Dhadkan by BlueScripture
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    What happens when an Indian spy get deployed on a mission to infiltrate a gang? Then honey traps a politician's daughter. He never meant to fall in love with her, but he did anyway and now what? "Mujhe maarna manzoor hai, lekin haarna nahi. Kyunki haar manna, ahsan rasta hota hai. Aur ahsan rasta lena, meri fitraat nahi." ~Hamza Ali Mazari "Usse dekha aur bas. Bina soche samjhe, maine usse beintehaa pyaar kiya. Woh meri mashooq hai, isilye saza nahi de sakti, lekin use bewafa nahi banne dungi." ~Yalina Jamali "Mujhe aap ke saath waqkt betana hai. Bas, itni si baat nahi maan sakte?" Yalina said with a cute and childish pout. "Teek hai, lekin ek shaart. Mujse pyaar mat karna. Manzoor hai?" Hamza said thinking that it would be easier if she didn't. "Afsoof. Bahut der ho chuki hai. Dil, dhadkan, dimag, jism aur rooh, sab aap ke naam ka hai. Ab kya hoga, kyunki jo chaiye, mujhe chaiye?" Yalina said while looking into Hamza's eyes. She said like a fact. Written in stone.
  • 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐄𝐄 by realmrsbang
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    ❝Ishq ya Ayyashi?❞ ❝Ishq.❞ ➭ In which, love is a revolution. ©realmrsbang
  • Dakait-e-Jaanam by cosecxtanx
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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.