In the heart of an ancient empire, prosperity is not granted.... it is bargained for. For generations, the ruling family has carried a heavy, gilded curse with wealth and power secured only through a ritualistic union. It is a vow that demands sacrifice, binding the heir to a partner chosen by fate and physiology, ensuring the purity of their male bloodline against the wrath of their ancestors. To falter is to invite ruin, a death sentence for any woman who dares to stand as a second wife. Now, years after the cold, necessary contract was sealed, the partners find themselves called back to the mansion, where duty and a growing, dangerous awareness simmer between them. The stone walls hold not just history, but a tension that threatens to unravel the threads of their arranged life. The time for silent compliance is over.. The future of the empire now rests on the fragile, sensual line between obligation and ownership.

Aarav Singh Rathore was born into power. The youngest Chief Minister in the country. The face of discipline. The pride of a political dynasty that never bowed. He has a legacy to protect. A surname that weighs heavier than love. And a future already decided for him. Vihaan Mahesh Sharma was born into music. A classical vocalist who believes in raagas more than reputations. A man who refuses to bend his truth for society. Soft-spoken, stubborn, and dangerously honest. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But one night. One choice. One promise whispered before God. They become husbands. In secret. No media. No family. No witnesses. Only sacred fire. Now Aarav is being forced into a political marriage with a woman chosen by his party. And Vihaan? He is the secret that could destroy everything. Power demands sacrifice. But what if the sacrifice is the only person who feels like home? Belonging To The Throne is a story of forbidden love, secret marriage, political drama, possessiveness, jealousy, longing, and two men trying to choose each other in a country that may never choose them back.

A chaotic deal between two best friends who swear they're not crossing emotional lines... just boundaries, logic, and common sense on a daily basis. It's all supposed to be temporary... but when routines blur and rules bend, will it turn into something more? . . Contains: Mature language Smut Fluff Romance MPREG . . Disclaimer: This fanfiction is a work of fiction created purely for entertainment. All characters are used in an imagined AU setting and do not reflect real people, their personalities, or real-life relationships. The story contains mature themes and emotional complexity, reader discretion is advised. No harm or disrespect is intended toward any individual portrayed or referenced.

Lucas is on the cusp of adulthood, and his loyalties lie with the Musilli Crime Family. He is given the task of training and initiating a new member. Lucas' suppressed sexuality gets the better of him as he develops a special relationship with Nick, and Nick tries to tell Lucas he deserves a better life than one that leads to a criminal record. Organized crime is risky business and Lucas has to decide if he wants a life of crime or give up his only family.

An accident reawakens long-lost feelings. Will Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan find their happily ever after, or is star-crossed romance their destiny?

In the village of Kharavali, nestled among the golden wheat fields of rural Punjab, every bad thing was common and fear was the only law that truly mattered. Here, the Gill family ruled as undisputed heads for three generations. They owned the lands, the wells, the transport routes, and the silence of every soul who lived within the crumbling stone walls. No dispute was settled, no problem solved, and no tradition enforced without their word. The village existed in a perpetual shadow of cruelty disguised as custom where power flowed through blood and gold, and softness had no place to survive. At the centre of it all stood the grand yet oppressive Gill haveli, a fortress that swallowed lives and spat out obedience. In Kharavali, the Gills did not govern. They owned. WARNING ⚠️ The story contains dark theme, read on your own, you've been warned already. #r*pe #mpreg #violence

a sports romance featuring two angsty boys with issues, their petty rivalry, and friends who love them too much to murder them. [shubman gill x ishan kishan - indian cricket team]

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

The lights of the room was dim. In the corner of the room, a man was sitting. Head buried into his knees. His shoulders were shaking as he sobbed silently, "W-When did it became like this?! Why?" His voice cracked brokenly. The door opened, and someone walked inside, He didn't noticed, not until he heard them calling him, "Ishu? Everyone is asking for you-what happened?!" That person asked in panic, rushing to him. Ishan looked up, when he saw Mayank, he couldn't control his tears anymore and hugging His bestfriend tightly while crying loudly now. Mayank immediately become more worried. "Why are you crying like this? You are making me worried..." "I...I Love him, Mayu...I Love him..." Ishan said while crying nonstop. Mayank patted his back in a comforting manner and softened his voice as much as he can before asking carefully, "Who?" Ishan slowly pulled away from the hug and stare at Mayank with his teary eyes, making Mayank's heart ache, "S-Shubman...I Love Shubman.." The moment Mayank heard that familiar name leaving from ishan's mouth, his entire world froze. Oh God!

They were each other's home, before the world turned that home into something they couldn't return to. It didn't end with a fight. It didn't end with hatred. It ended with a moment... a misunderstanding so cruel, it made love look like betrayal. And without a single word, he walked away. NOT because he stopped loving... but because loving him meant leaving. Years passed, but time was never kind to either of them. One is living for the only proof of their love. And the other...is trapped in the echoes of a love that never left him, replaying memories like a punishment he never asked for. No one knows the truth. No one knows who broke first. And no one knows that the love they lost... was never meant to be lost at all. Because some goodbyes are not the end they are sacrifices. And when fate finally brings them face to face again... after years of silence, pain, and longing Will love be enough to forgive the past? Or will the truth come too late... for a love that never learned how to stop? 💔