Shots of ishman

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

Shubman is a lethal three times MMA world champion who speaks in one-word sentences; Ishan is a kindergarten teacher who speaks in colors and kindness. Ishan's boyfriend wants to change him, but his neighbor-the man the world fears-is the only one who truly sees him. 🦋 🥊

Ishan spent half his life guarding the Prince of Cricket from afar. But when the Prince finally hunts down his Oracle, Ishan realizes that the man he worshipped doesn't want his protection-he wants his heart, his body, and a devotion that no one else is allowed to touch. 💖

When a billionaire CEO with a "no-carb" personality loses his VVIP flight to a strike and his dignity to a local train, he's forced to rely on Ishan-a chaotic college student who thinks logic is optional and sass is a survival skill. It's a 1,400km journey of spicy dhaba food, missed trains, and accidental cuddles that proves sometimes getting lost is the only way to find where you belong.

A story of obsession, possessiveness, and the fine line between love and chaos.

Ishan stood waist-deep in the sacred pond, eyes closed in devotion. His white clothes floated around him, and a red hibiscus tucked behind his ear glowed in the moonlight, blessed by his touch. He prayed silently to his lord, completely lost in his devotion. As he moved through his prayers, he felt a presence behind him. But he didn't turn, finishing his worship before opening his eyes. Slowly, he turned and saw an unknown man watching him. The man walked up the pond's stairs, his gaze fixed on Ishan. In his mind, he whispered: "Apsara..." Then he shook his head, scolding himself: "Shubman... control yourself." Ishan's eyes blazed. He didn't like anyone seeing him like this. Stepping closer, he demanded, "Who are you?" Shubman, utterly enchanted by Ishan's beauty, yet trying to keep composure, answered, "Traveller." Ishan's suspicion grew. His hand went to his thigh, and with swift precision, he pulled out his dagger, pushing Shubman toward the trees. Pressing the blade under his chin, he said, "You are lying." Shubman, unconsciously, reached out and caressed the hibiscus in Ishan's hair. Softly, almost in awe, he murmured, "My little flower... you are fierce."

As cringe as it might sound it was on a rainy night when they met. A panther cub in a box outside ishan's door. As soft hearted person, ishan couldn't just let the injured animal be without helping him out . But what happens when he finds out it's not just a mere wild cat but a human . Let's read what ishan will do

When the whole nation ships you, can you still pretend it's just a story? They were teammates. They were best friends. They were never supposed to be more. But one anonymous fan writes a story where Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan fall in love - quietly, secretly, intensely. What starts as fiction becomes a wildfire. Millions read it. Millions believe it. And somewhere between stolen glances, shared victories, and unspoken feelings... the line between imagination and reality begins to blur.

"shubi what is that" asked while looking innocently at his manhood "Ishan i-it's it's nothing" nervously hiding his manhood "but shubi it was poking me in my butt" blinked innocently "I said na it's nothing" went inside the bathroom _____________________________________________________________ Shubman Gill a playboy and a rich brat who had everything in his life. If he wants something he gets it Mr and Mrs Gill love there son so much that they don't say anything to him and let him do whatever he wants Because of this love he became someone he wasn't. He never spends time with his family always out parting with his friends or getting lead Ishan Kishan the golden boy of his village. He is kind,sweet and INNOCENT Ishan's parents were always protective of their son because he was really innocent and didn't knew how bad this world can be what will happen when Shubman has to marry Ishan will he accept him oh and forget to mention Shubman hates village people Read "THE BOY FROM THE VILLAGE" to find out _____________________________________________________________ this is a "SUBHISH FF" READ AT YOUR OWN RISK AND DON'T READ IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE _____________________________________________________________ TOP- Shubman BOTTOM- Ishan _____________________________________________________________ Starting date- 25-11-23 Finishing date-????????