1923 When India was living hell under the rule of the British government, Ishan Kishan son of mahapandit Pranav Kumar Pandey and Suchitra Singh left his home to save his big brother from the British officers who arrested him for stealing jewellery of an officer's wife , but it was a lie and Ishan will save his brother But for a naive pandit boy the world was too cruel and big , Ishan goes to Punjab as his brother was there under the mercy of Panjab's King Lakhwinder Singh Gill , but his pleading weren't able to reach out to the King instead he falls in the claws of a British general who sells him for 30-rupees , Ishan pleaded everyone with his doe eyes but no one listens until a mysterious Prince buys him and takes him out from the hell Will Ishan Kishan be able to save his brother and his dignity in the hell he has himself run into.... ❌gurls this is a pure work of fiction ❌there are fucking smuts and curses ❌ sensetive people please don't worry it's not a major torture for your heart but also it's not for too sensitive person enjoy....

Dev- i am not gonna marry that brat. Atul- please beta... Family k liye. Iske saath toh galat hi hua hai. Get ready for a roller coaster ride.

Ishan Kishan a passionate and innocent art teacher, is thrilled to start his new job at a prestigious college but what happens when the college's bad boy decides to trouble him. *There's going to be lots of fluff and smut🔞🔞 with a happy ending. First time writing a ff so ignore the mistakes and enjoy the story. NOTE: THIS IS A WORK OF FAN- FICTION, COMPLETELY MADE- UP AND NOT BASED ON REAL EVENTS. IT'S ALL JUST FOR FUN AND NOT MEANT TO HARM ANYONE.

" 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

Just collection of short stories and one shots of poohpavel and CharlieBabe and ThupSingha

Just JEON JUNGKOOK being Overprotective for his Husband, JEON YOONGI Season 2 - ongoing

Starring Kim Taehyung And Jeon Jungkook This is original by @ARTSEOULVK in twitter i just write it for the people dont have twitter and want to read the story. And also cause her account is deactivated so yeah enjoy! "It's inspired in this twt and this au is also inspired by ilys1892, scarlet heart ryeo & crash landing on you I Love You Since 1892 Written by: Binibining Mia (Available in Filipino and English)

"Why?" Yoongi asked, voice small. Cracked. Six heads turned. "Why don't you guys love me?" He wasn't crying yet. That would come after. This was worse. This was the moment before a bone breaks. Jin moved first. A step forward. His face twisted-not with guilt. With inconvenience. "Because we only love our girlfriends, Yoongi," he snapped. The name sounded like a curse in his mouth. "Not you. Why don't you understand that? Huh? How many times do we have to say it?" The words were loud. Meant to hurt. Meant to end this. Yoongi flinched. Full-body. Like he'd been struck. Taehyung scoffed like Yoongi was being dramatic. Like he was the problem. "Yes," Taehyung said. Cold. Deliberate. "We liked them from the beginning. We wanted to marry them. Not you. We never wanted you." Never wanted you. Yoongi's breath hitched. His hand went to his chest. His eyes-God, his eyes-darted between all of them. Searching. Begging for one of them to say it's a joke. To take it back. Nothing. Just six sets of cold, angry eyes. But none of them stopped it. And that was the answer. Yoongi's voice was a whisper now. A child asking why the sky fell. "Then... then why did you guys marry me?" The question hung there. For three seconds. Five. Long enough for hope to be a dangerous thing. Jimin finally looked up. His jaw was tight. His eyes were wet-but not with sadness. With anger. At Yoongi. For making them do this. For making them say it out loud. "Because of our parents," he bit out. Each word a stone. "Because they made us. Because we didn't have a choice." Silence. Thick. Ugly. Yoongi stared at him. Then at Jin. At Taehyung. At Jimin. At J-Hope. At Jungkook. One by one. Memorizing their faces. The faces of the men who'd just told him his marriage was a lie. His love was a burden. His existence was an inconvenience. •.•°•✧✧✧•°•.•