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.

< ISHAN > "His innocent, bubbly smile is just an illusion... hidden behind it is the lethal fire of Kalaripayattu, capable of snapping a neck in the blink of an eye." < SHUBMAN > "He isn't just a man; he is the king of this jungle... even in his silence, there lies a terrifying pull that brings humanity to its knees." < MAYANK > ​"Your 6-foot frame and heavy biceps mean absolutely nothing against my 'Enter' key... so keep your distance, fighter." < ABHISHEK > ​"Shubman handles the intellect and strategy... my job is simply to break bones, and I do that with a smile." < ROHIT > "A gang doesn't just mean bloodshed and vengeance... a gang means family, and I will personally chop off every single hand raised against mine." < VIRAT > ​"Being the elder heir of Singhvansh is my destiny... but standing in front of him makes me realize that even I need someone to hold me." < HARDIK > ​"The law and orders of this gang belong to Rohit alone... I'm just the sledgehammer that shatters enemy walls at a single nod from him." < RAHUL > "There is no room for weakness in the Singhvansh realm... showing a tough exterior is a necessity for me, but for the ones I love, my heart always melts like wax." A/N >>>> ​"Hey everyone! This is my first attempt at writing a full story. Please go easy on me, and let me know what you think in the comments!"

Two best friends since birth, will they realize they're not just best friends? "So you love him?" "No." A collective groan went up from his friends, how could someone be this blind to something so obvious. ×abo ×bestfriend ×drama ×misunderstanding

Amyrin University was a place reserved for the chosen few-where wealth and fame walked hand in hand. Its students came from families rich enough to sustain generations without ever worrying about tomorrow. Every step they took carried influence, power, and recognition. But Delhi had two faces. One shimmered beneath the glow of luxury, privilege, and endless opportunities; the other survived in the shadows, where every day was a battle for another meal and another chance to keep going. Beyond the grand gates of Amyrin existed that other world entirely-a world where a single meal was considered a blessing, where students worked harder than most adults just to provide for their sick parents and younger siblings. A world where dreams were often sacrificed in the fight to survive. And when these two worlds collided, nothing would ever remain the same.

" karm karne jata hu kand ho jata hai" -school romance -innocence -sunshine -Mafia -dark -violence -bully -obsession

Shubman thought he wanted freedom from his arranged marriage to a pure, small-town boy, but a cruel web of lies pushes his innocent husband to the absolute edge. By the time Shubman realizes what he's broken, it's too late-Ishan has signed the papers and disappeared into the rain. Now, consumed by a fierce, psychotic possessiveness, Shubman drag his husband back into his bedroom, determined to drape him in silk, lace, and an obsession so deep there is no turning back ❤️

some storys are so unexpected love is really beautiful the say but what is someone is scared of love its different story read to know😉

In the heart of the city's corporate labyrinth, where ambition and desire entwine, "Tangled Reckonings" unveils a riveting dark love story. Ishan Kishan, seeking solace from the wreckage of a failed marriage, dives headfirst into a promising career opportunity. Little does he know; the shadows of his past are lurking in the sleek corridors of power. A Shubman Gill x Ishan Kishan fanfic