Shubman lived for the thrill of the game and the taste of Ishan, but he never realized that his "best friend" was the only drug he could never quit. After a hollow marriage that shattered his sanity, Shubman returns to the only man who knows the darkness in his heart, ready to claim his princess with a terrifying, absolute obsession that demands everything-and leaves nothing behind. --- Warning: ⚠️ 🔞❤️‍🔥 ​As you progress through this book, you will encounter a significant amount of mature content. Several chapters are entirely dedicated to mature and explicit scenes. If you are not interested in reading such content, or if these themes make you uncomfortable, I kindly ask that you do not read this book. ​If you choose to continue reading, please refrain from using any inappropriate or offensive language in the comments section. I want to maintain a respectful space; therefore, I will be forced to block anyone who engages in abusive behavior. ​Aside from that, please sit back, enjoy the book, and feel free to share your thoughts and feedback with me. ​I have provided this warning in advance so that no one can blame me later for the content. ​Now, go ahead and enjoy the book. ​Thank you. 🔞❤️‍🔥

Prince Ishan of Chandrakot spent his entire life being treated like a prophecy. Samrat Shubman of Suryagarh spent his proving that prophecies could bleed. One was raised beneath blessings, temple bells, and silk curtains. The other clawed his way to a throne through blood and fire. When war threatens to swallow Chandrakot, Ishan makes a choice no one should have to make. He agrees to become the Samragini of Suryagarh. A bride. A peace offering. A sacrifice wrapped in royal silk. The marriage is meant to stop a war. Instead, it creates a very different kind of disaster. Because the divine prince of Chandrakot is nothing like the world expected-too curious for his own safety, too soft-hearted for politics, and far too comfortable irritating the most feared emperor alive. And Shubman? Shubman was prepared for rebellion. Prepared for betrayal. Prepared to conquer another kingdom. He was not prepared for Ishan. Not for the smiling prince who walks into danger as though it personally offended him. Not for the healer who treats wounded strangers before asking their names. Not for the maddening warmth of being seen as something other than a monster. And certainly not for the growing realization that the only person who has never feared him... might also become the only one capable of ruining him completely. Now a ruthless Samrat and his reluctant Samragini are trapped in a marriage built on duty, watched by kingdoms that expect peace and gods that seem suspiciously entertained by the whole arrangement. After all, history has witnessed many disasters. But forcing a lonely healer and a stone-hearted conqueror to share a palace might be the gods' favorite one yet. A story of moonlight and madness, war and warmth, sharp banter, hidden loneliness, reluctant devotion, possessive love, quiet healing, and two people who were never supposed to fall in love-especially not this badly.

They didn't use chains. They used money, silence, and the law Ishan is sold by his own blood. Mayank is taken without warning. They meet in a place where people are reduced to silence and obedience, where survival depends on how invisible you can become. What begins as captivity turns into something worse when power disguises itself as protection Two influential brothers decide their futures. Shubman hides cruelty behind respectability and calls control "care." Abhishek turns obsession into entitlement and binds possession with legality. To the world, they are untouchable. To their victims, they are cages with names . . . . warning ⚠️ This story contains dark and sensitive themes, including human trafficking, forced relationships, abuse of power, psychological and emotional abuse, confinement, and trauma. This is not a cute love story read on your own

Mafia king shubman Gill married to a little space boy ishan kishan Ishan was : handsome, rich, little space boy, kind, friendly with everyone shub was: handsome, rich, cricketer, CEO, mafia king, powerful, strong, muscular it was a bl if you feel unwell with this kindly don't read and no hates cuz this story is purely a friction warning: maybe 18+ content used it's just a alert but I know no one gonna follow it

He was the "Prince of Cricket," a straight superstar who had the world at his feet-until a drunk DM connected him to an ethereal, innocent Kashmiri boy. What started as damage control rapidly spirals into an unhinged, territorial madness, proving that the nation's biggest heartthrob can be brought to his knees by a single, breathtaking fan. ❄️ 🏏

" tumpe hak hai mera .." " hum apki koi chizz nhi hai..." " pati toh ho na ...mere , sirf mere " " afsoos isi baat ka hai.." An egoistic Mafia business man who married the best friend of his fiancee forcefully just because he slapped him in front of everyone due to a misunderstanding ,will this marriage lead them to the love or ruin . Because for a middle class doctor Ishan Kishan marriage is the bond for eternity and for Mafia like Shubman Gill marriage is possession 🔞 Heavy smuts ❌ Forced marriage 🚫 Male conceiver

Shubman, a powerful and ruthless gangster, is used to getting everything he wants-until he meets Abhishek, a Kathak dancer and single father. Abhishek knows how dangerous Shubman is, but refuses to be intimidated by him. What begins as Shubman's curiosity soon turns into an intense obsession. Abhishek wants nothing to do with the dangerous man entering his peaceful life, especially when his son is involved. But Shubman has never been good at letting go of something he wants. And this time, what he wants is Abhishek.

Ishan never asked for grand gestures-just to be seen. But in Shubman's world, he was nothing more than a shadow, a secret hidden behind closed doors. Their marriage existed in silence, unclaimed and unnoticed... until the day Ishan chose himself. Walking away was supposed to be the end. Instead, it became the beginning of everything Shubman never realized he was losing. Because love isn't about what you feel in private- it's about who you choose in the light. And this time, Ishan won't settle for being hidden again.

The captain made him an offer. Ishaan took it. Now his body isn't his own. He can't complain, he signed it. Thats his fault now, isn't it? Mayank knows. Same monster, different name. Same broken love. They meet in stolen hours. Bruised wrists. Tired laughs. And the terrifying truth: The dressing room has secrets. But what are they? Warning ⚠️: TOXIC, PHYSICAL-EMOTIONAL ABUSE, VIOLENCE, COERCED SEX.

(Ishman and Abhiyank fanfic) ​In a world where the lines between protection and obsession blur, Shubman and Abhishek stand as silent, dark sentinels over the only two lights in their lives: Ishan and Mayank. Bound by a childhood vow and a love that consumes like dark matter, the older boys build a gilded cage of safety, proving that while their devotion is forbidden and fierce, it is the only sanctuary their "dolls" will ever need. This is a journey of two souls who don't just fall in love-they claim it, guard it, and breathe through it, defying age and society to keep what was always theirs. 💚