"𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒋𝒐𝒓," 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒍. "𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆." 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆. "𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇𝒇! 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 '𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚' 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 𝒎𝒆." 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚, 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅. 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔.

Main Couples Abhishek x Mayank Shubman × Ishan

What starts as a practical arrangement - "just two guys sharing rent, nothing else" - soon turns into something neither of them signed up for. An Ishman story

In the lost corridors of St.Mary's College ,two Starboys of opposite section found eachother but not as soulmates or bestfriends RIVALS. Academic. Sports. Built RIVALS. "Hate is a strong word and I mean each letter of it." "You say it as if it's sound affects me."

A ruthless alpha who trusts no one. A fragile household thrown into chaos. An omega searching for a safe place to breathe. When desperation pushes him into a mansion built on secrets and control, two lives collide. What begins as necessity becomes obsession, danger, and a bond powerful enough to shake an empire built on silence and blood.

"He looked beautiful,so sinfully beautiful,kneeling infront of me,taking me whole,with a flower tucked delicately in his hair" . . . ●Metanoia:To change someone's way of life. Can the CEO with golden retriever personality, change the grumpy CEO's way of life?Let's find out. . . . Here it is!another ishman fanfiction for you guys!! This is a pure work of fiction,written with zero intentions of offending anyone.

A burning oath: "I will never forgive the Garudas." ....... A plea in front of the Lord itself: "I will do everything to earn forgiveness, my Lord. Please forgive my subjects. Punish me in their stead." ........ A curse fallen upon the mighty Garuda race, a divine judgment for their transgression. The skies themselves seem to weep for the broken balance. Now, two princes are bound by a single, bloody event: one forged in the fire of vengeance, the other shackled by the weight of atonement. But destiny is a serpent that eats its own tail. Will a chance be given or the hatred will remain burning inside the heart.

Shubman fell first, deeper than he ever imagined. After years of guarding his heart, he never thought he could love again. But one classical dancer, with every delicate step and the gentle sound of ghungroos, awakened something in him. His beauty, grace, and devotion captured him completely.

"If you were anyone else, I would've destroyed you already." .... compete with you in public... but in private, I memorize you." ... I told myself I hated you. Turns out, I just didn't know what loving you felt like." .... In the underworld where loyalty is currency and betrayal is paid in blood, two empires rule from opposite sides of the city. The Gill Syndicate - calculated, disciplined, ruthless. The Kishan Clan - chaotic, fearless, dangerously unpredictable. For years, Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan have been sworn enemies. Raised to hate each other. Trained to destroy each other. Every meeting between them ends in gunfire, bruised egos, and promises of revenge. Their families' rivalry has painted the streets red more than once. But when a sudden political shift threatens both empires, Shubman makes a move no one expects. He doesn't declare war. He proposes marriage. Not out of love. Not out of peace. But control. To secure power, to humiliate the Kishan clan, and to prove dominance, Shubman forces a marriage alliance - and Ishan becomes the price of temporary peace. Ishan would rather burn the city down than wear Shubman's ring. Shubman would rather chain his enemy to his side than ever admit the fascination he's always felt. Now trapped under the same roof, bound by vows neither of them want, hatred simmers into something far more dangerous. Every touch feels like a challenge. Every argument ends too close. Every glare lingers too long. In a world of guns, secrets, and betrayal - love is the most dangerous weakness of all. And when enemies share a bed... Someone is bound to fall first. But in mafia families, falling in love can be deadlier than pulling the trigger.