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Summary: A victory trip. A luxurious escape between mountains and beaches. A group of cricketers celebrating their win-laughing, teasing, living freely for once. It was supposed to be simple. Just a trip. But somewhere between shared rooms, late-night chaos, and stolen glances- things start to change. Shubman doesn't understand why Ishan being close to others makes something inside him burn. Ishan laughs everything off... until it stops feeling like a joke. And then there's Abhishek- who knows exactly what he's doing. Exactly what he wants. Mayank, on the other hand, doesn't. Not yet. Touches linger longer than they should. Words start meaning more than they're supposed to. And boundaries? They slowly... disappear. What begins as comfort turns into attachment. Attachment into possessiveness. And possessiveness into something far more dangerous. Because this trip- was never just a trip. It was the beginning of something they won't be able to walk away from. And once it starts- There's no going back....

"I can't... this feels wrong!" "No... this isn't wrong. It's love...Mr.gill..." (Regular Update) 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.

""Here comes the star of the cricket, the youngster shining on its peak , the future of the cricket, Prince of ICT , Shubman gill"" Everyone cheered , shubman in his jersey comes to stage , as he took his awards and gave his speech he saw a face in the crowd. For a second he froze . Eyes stuck at one person. But that one second was enough for speculation. The next day the news buzzed . "" Is the star of cricket dating the young actor sensation Ishan Kishan Pandey !!!??"" Behind the buzz dive in to know what is . Warning: Dark themes and mature content

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Shubhman Gill. The C.E.O of a sports car company he named 'I.K.G', before he and Ishan even started dating (delulu is the solulu). Charming and flirty with an air of lazy dominance. Ishan Pandya. Youngest brother of Krunal and Hardik, and the most cold one too. Doesn't speak to anyone. Hands people bundles of cash like they're prostitutes after a one night stand. Smokes a lot. Always wears sunglasses, even indoors. Black cat energy into infinity.

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

A burning oath: "I will never forgive the Garudas." ....... A plea in front of the Lord itself: "I will do everything to earn forgiveness, my Lord. Please forgive my subjects. Punish me in their stead." ........ A curse fallen upon the mighty Garuda race, a divine judgment for their transgression. The skies themselves seem to weep for the broken balance. Now, two princes are bound by a single, bloody event: one forged in the fire of vengeance, the other shackled by the weight of atonement. But destiny is a serpent that eats its own tail. Will a chance be given or the hatred will remain burning inside the heart.

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. 💖

"I don't remember falling in love with you. I just remember holding your hand realizing how much it was going to hurt when i would have to let it go." How it all happened when it wasn't supposed to, How everything made sense when it shouldn't have. Two men falling in love in the 90's , and in a conservative country like India's was not probably the best thing to do. but here they were. under the stars, wishing on them that at least in their next life they would rewrite their fate