BL story ha haryanvi🫣 > Rana: "Tu soch le Chaudhary, yah zameen Shekhawaton ki hai. Tere baap ki kursi ab purani ho li, aur tu... tu bas uske naam ka sahara le rha hai." (Think twice, Chaudhary. This land belongs to the Shekhawats. Your father's chair is old now - and you're just hiding under his name.) Devraj didn't flinch - just that faint smirk playing on his lips. > Devraj: "Naam purana sahi, par izzat aaj bhi naye note jaise chamak rahi hai, Rana. Aur kursi ke neeche sab jhukte hain... chahe Shekhawat ho ya Sher." (The name may be old, Rana, but the respect still shines like new money. And under the chair of power, everyone bows - whether a Shekhawat or a lion.) A short silence. But the way they looked at each other - it wasn't just rivalry. It was something darker... heavier... almost magnetic. Rana took a slow step forward, his eyes burning through Devraj's calm. > Rana: "Tere jese log vote se chalenge, main to jazbaat se chalta hu. Aur jab dil me aag lag jaave na, to kursi bhi jhukh jati hai." (Men like you run on votes, I run on emotions. And when the fire burns in my heart, even the throne bows down.) Devraj leaned in just enough - enough for the air between them to turn dangerous. > Devraj: "Bas farq itna hai, Rana - tu aag se khelta hai... aur main aag ko apne liye nachata hu." (The only difference, Rana - you play with fire... I make fire dance for me.) Their shoulders brushed as Rana passed by, eyes still locked - a silent promise, a war waiting to explode. Politics was never this personal before. But now... it was. Because under the Power, lay something far stronger - Pyaar.

A small summary:- Shubman Gill was born into blood and empire - the cold-blooded mafia king of Italy with the face of a Greek god and a heart carved in stone. Ruthless, powerful, and obscenely rich, he had everything... except an heir. And marriage? That was never in his plans. Not until a call from India changed everything. When his aging parents, desperate to see their son settle, choose a bride without his consent, Shubman agrees with one condition: he'll marry whoever they choose - no questions asked. That "whoever" is Ishan Krishna - an innocent, sweet-hearted 18-year-old college student with a secret even he doesn't know... he can bear children. Brave yet clumsy, lovely yet naïve, Ishan's quiet world shatters the moment he helps a stranger at a temple, unaware it's the mafia king's mother. Without warning, Ishan is torn from his family and forced into marriage with a man who sees love as weakness and possession as devotion. He becomes the center of a dangerous obsession, a trophy in a war of power, a flower caged in luxury and threat. But Ishan is not just delicate - he's fire wrapped in silk. And as secrets unravel, blood is spilled, and empires clash, he learns that even a heart in chains can fight back. ⚠ This story contains: Age gap Mature content Forced marriage Male pregnancy (mpreg) Mafia violence and obsession Psychological control and possessiveness Deep emotional conflict Heartbreak, passion, and dark romance He wasn't asked to fall in love. He was ordered to obey. But sometimes, even monsters bleed. Come with strong heart

~oneshots & short stories ~Male pregnancy ~Unserious mess ~Fluff,angst,smuts#cringe ~Happy endings & open endings ~Has nothing to do with real life people ~Just a fan-fiction ❕To all the ghost readers out there - "Don't be so shy leaving your votes pookies, it's just me🙂‍↔️🎀"❕ 💌Started on - 28/4/2024 ❗️100% work of fiction❗️

Aris' entire life changes when he discovers he has a heart condition that could be fatal if he doesn't receive a transplant. Eager to speed up the process and attempt to go into private hospital care, he takes on all different jobs to put away every penny he has to save his life. When the chance to become a nanny to a sassy five year old girl arises, Aris knows he's out of his depth with lack of experience. But when he finds out the employer is willing to pay fifteen hundred a week, it's an offer he cannot turn down. Nick is a grumpy, single father who cannot juggle the work-life balance. Desperate to find someone to help look after his daughter, Elodie, to give him the chance to launch his new business app. All he wants is someone he can trust. As Aris walks into his life and straight into this job, Nick is adamant he won't last a day with his cheeky daughter who has no filter. But when an unlikely friendship grows and Aris works his way into Elodie's heart, Nick notices something is beginning to spark in his too-despite telling himself to keep their relationship professional. Lines begin to blur with family outings and endless late nights. Aris knows he needs a new heart but he didn't expect Nick to completely steal it instead. TROPES - single dad / nanny - grumpy / sunshine - Aris falls first, Nick falls fucking harder - forced proximity - chronic disease/illness rep - spicy scenes - dual POV

A story that happens in india Ayan Shekhawat the only son of Shekhawat family feels in love with a middle class boy Hritik Agarwala Let's see how their story blooms !? Note : YOU CAN LET ME KNOW HOW YOU LIKE THE STORY IN COMMENTS !!