"Did you think... I would force myself on you?" Shubman's voice was low yet every word struck straight at the heart. "No.......Not me. You will walk to me on your own... and you'll say......"touch me". "Even if I die, that day will never come!" Ishan rolled his eyes. "Me? And I'd ask you to touch me? Huh! Stop dreaming in broad daylight." "Dreaming in daylight?" he said, taking a step closer. "Ishan... dreams are the things that break. But what I say... becomes a habit...... And one day, you'll come to me yourself... without a word, without a thought," Shubman said "This is a fictional story. The characters only share names with real people, but the story and personalities are completely imaginary." ( update every Sunday) This story based on 1500s bc yes I'm back with another story... main character- shubman gill & ishan kishan Top - Shubman gill Bottom- ishan kishan #ishman #shubish # monster #wild #18+ # age gap

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

If 'fate' were a person, people would regard them as chauvinist. Why? 'cause it has its 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨. No matter how you frame it, you are just helpless and completely under it's control. Elseways, Who would've thought that the CEO of the leading automobile company, known for his charisma and kind demeanor, would be a murderer? Fate proved its treachery by giving all the diamonds to this man. "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘐𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘯" [You have been warned] cover credits: @hisMysticmess

In the war-torn nation of Valmera, love is the quietest rebellion. A soldier devoted to duty. A carrier who teaches him to feel again. And a boy who still waits for letters that never come. Three hearts bound by promises broken not by bullets, but by silence.