An Ishman fanfic. A calamitious turn of events strips Ishan from everything he has:his home,his family and most importantly his dream to represent his country as a cricketer. A decade later, he finds himself finally living a peaceful life. Working as a professor,owning a house and decorating it as he has always wished to, playing with the kids down streets. Ishan is finally happy. But a call compels him to be thrown back in the place he had once escaped from. _____________ Read the chapters to learn more.

Short stories on Ishman and other ICT ships that I like. | primarily: Ishan Kishan x Shubman Gill | Requests are open!

Haaye, main mar hee jaaun jo tujhko na paaun Baaton mein teri main raatein bitaun 🌙 SAAIYARA - The Reborn of Love 🌙 A city that never stops breathing. For Ishan, life had already stopped. Depression. Trauma. Family pressure. Broken trust. And a love that destroyed everything. The person responsible? Shubman. The man who promised forever... Then chose someone else. The man because of whom Ishan lost his family, his happiness, and himself. So one rainy Saturday evening... Standing on the railing of Vidyasagar Setu... Ishan smiled through his tears. And jumped into the dark waters of the Ganga. "Ab sab khatam..." Or maybe... It was just the beginning. --- When Ishan opened his eyes again, he wasn't dead. He was lying on the muddy banks of old Calcutta. Horse carriages. British soldiers. Oil lamps. And standing in front of him... The face he hated most. Shubman. But something was wrong. This wasn't the Shubman he knew. His eyes were colder. His presence darker. His smile crueler. Later, Ishan would learn the impossible truth. The year was 1890. And this Shubman was the third son of a powerful Zamindar family. A man feared by the entire Bengal. A man more ruthless than a demon. --- For a moment, Ishan stared. Then years of pain exploded. THAPPAD! The sound echoed across the riverbank. The servants froze. The guards stopped breathing. The Zamindar's son had just been slapped. For the first time in his life. Shubman slowly turned his face back. His jaw tightened. His eyes darkened. Everyone waited for blood. Instead... He stared at Ishan as if the world had suddenly stopped. "Pagal ho gaye ho?" Ishan shouted. "Main tumse nafrat karta hoon!" Shubman stepped closer. Dangerously close. A strange smile appearing on his lips. His voice was low. "Toh phir meri dhadkan tumhe dekh kar itni tez kyun ho rahi hai?" Ishan's heart dropped. Because this time... The monster had fallen first. And he was obsessed.

alr yall i decided to make a wattpad timeline to keep track of their "hints" because there's too many. Now I'm not implying that they are dating but its a little suspiciously😭 lemme know if u guys agree🙏

"Don't give me those eyes unless you want me to ruin you, inch by inch." It all started with one sinful dream. A dream that has been haunting Ishan for the past 4 months. A stupid dream that made him question the boundaries of his friendship with Shubman. Somewhere between their text messages, their phone calls, their jokes, their laughter, their talks... Ishan fell for Shubman. Each interaction with Shubman became a delicate balance between hiding his feelings and letting them slip through the cracks.

"I can't... this feels wrong!" "No... this isn't wrong. It's love...Mr.gill..." This story is purely fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. It should not be taken seriously. Only the names of certain individuals are used; all characters, events, personalities, and situations are entirely imaginary and do not represent real people or real-life incidents in any way.

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.

Just give it a try. And dive into another universe of Ishman😉

When a talented senior actor gets surpassed by a newcomer he should be pissed, right? Then why is his heart skipping a beat instead? An Ishman fanfiction about how two people who should be rivals fall for each other.

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