A small summary:- Shubman Gill was born into blood and empire - the cold-blooded mafia king of Italy with the face of a Greek god and a heart carved in stone. Ruthless, powerful, and obscenely rich, he had everything... except an heir. And marriage? That was never in his plans. Not until a call from India changed everything. When his aging parents, desperate to see their son settle, choose a bride without his consent, Shubman agrees with one condition: he'll marry whoever they choose - no questions asked. That "whoever" is Ishan Krishna - an innocent, sweet-hearted 18-year-old college student with a secret even he doesn't know... he can bear children. Brave yet clumsy, lovely yet naïve, Ishan's quiet world shatters the moment he helps a stranger at a temple, unaware it's the mafia king's mother. Without warning, Ishan is torn from his family and forced into marriage with a man who sees love as weakness and possession as devotion. He becomes the center of a dangerous obsession, a trophy in a war of power, a flower caged in luxury and threat. But Ishan is not just delicate - he's fire wrapped in silk. And as secrets unravel, blood is spilled, and empires clash, he learns that even a heart in chains can fight back. ⚠ This story contains: Age gap Mature content Forced marriage Male pregnancy (mpreg) Mafia violence and obsession Psychological control and possessiveness Deep emotional conflict Heartbreak, passion, and dark romance He wasn't asked to fall in love. He was ordered to obey. But sometimes, even monsters bleed. Come with strong heart

College was supposed to be about ambition, late nights, and figuring out who you are. For Ishan Sharma, it became about Shubman Kohli. Shubman is everything Ishan is not- popular, reckless, untouchable. A campus favorite with a talent for turning cruelty into charm, he has no idea that someone has been loving him quietly, carefully, and far too deeply. One prank is all it takes to turn longing into humiliation. One confrontation is enough to spark a rivalry. And one mistake drags them into each other's lives in ways neither of them can control. As tension simmers, Ishan learns what it means to choose self-respect over desire, while Shubman learns that attention can turn into attachment. But this story isn't just theirs. Mayank discovers how easily love can vanish without explanation. Abhishek learns that running is easier than staying until it isn't. Siraj finds himself drawn into a forbidden love that could cost him everything. this is a story about falling first, falling harder, and learning that love isn't always gentle but can transform you as a person. Enemies. Lovers. Heartbreak. Healing. Gentle parenting Welcome to a story where everyone is fighting something and love refuses to stay quiet

The lights of the room was dim. In the corner of the room, a man was sitting. Head buried into his knees. His shoulders were shaking as he sobbed silently, "W-When did it became like this?! Why?" His voice cracked brokenly. The door opened, and someone walked inside, He didn't noticed, not until he heard them calling him, "Ishu? Everyone is asking for you-what happened?!" That person asked in panic, rushing to him. Ishan looked up, when he saw Mayank, he couldn't control his tears anymore and hugging His bestfriend tightly while crying loudly now. Mayank immediately become more worried. "Why are you crying like this? You are making me worried..." "I...I Love him, Mayu...I Love him..." Ishan said while crying nonstop. Mayank patted his back in a comforting manner and softened his voice as much as he can before asking carefully, "Who?" Ishan slowly pulled away from the hug and stare at Mayank with his teary eyes, making Mayank's heart ache, "S-Shubman...I Love Shubman.." The moment Mayank heard that familiar name leaving from ishan's mouth, his entire world froze. Oh God!

This is a part 2 of just an intern. In case you've not read part 1 go and read it, Marriage, a little boy, and a lifetime together - that's what Ishan and Shubman dreamed of. And for a while, everything looks perfect. Their son Vivaan is growing up with too much mischief and too much love, their home is full of laughter, and their bond is stronger than ever. But love after marriage isn't just roses. Ishan struggles to fit into Shubman's family, who don't always understand his choices. Vivaan's school life brings new people into their world - including Nitish, his charming math teacher, who becomes a little too close to Ishan for Shubman's liking. Jealousy creeps in, and old insecurities resurface. Between family dinners, secret late-night arguments, public smiles, and private tears - Ishan and Shubman must fight not only the world but also their own doubts. Because love is easy. Staying in love? That's the real test. Season 2 is about parenthood, acceptance, jealousy, and the kind of love that matures, deepens, and survives every storm. I

"𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓! 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏! 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏!" "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇!" 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆. "𝑾𝒉𝒚?𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓?" 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. "𝑶𝒉, 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘?" 𝑯𝒆 𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅, 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈.

Ishan clung to Shubman's leg like a terrified kitten. His small hands trembled. His cheeks were red. His voice... broken. "Shub... Shub... don't go. Please. Don't leave me. Don't leave your biwi alone..." He hiccupped, pulling Shubman's shirt desperately. "You are my husband... maa said you are my husband. No husband leaves their biwi. Please don't leave me, Shub..." Shubman forced himself to stand, to walk toward the car. Every step felt like punishment. Ishan staggered after him, crying, voice cracking: "SHUB DON'T GO! DON'T LEAVE YOUR BIWI" And then Shubman heard the small thud his tiny biwi on the ground, arms reaching out for him, sobbing like someone ripped his whole world away "Stop The Car." The vehicle had hardly gone ten meters. Shubman pushed the door . He ran .his heart pounding, breath shaking. Ishan saw him. Tiny legs scrambling, he ran too, stumbling, crying harder. They met in the middle Ishan practically crashed into Shub. Shubman dropped to his knees, hugging him so tightly as if the world was ending. "No husband leaves his partner," Ishan sobbed against his neck. "Shub, don't go. Don't go. Don't leave your biwi..." Shubman's arms wrapped around him with a protectiveness too deep for his age. His voice was low, trembling, raw. "I won't leave you. Not now. Not tomorrow. Not in this life, baby." Lakhwinder stepped closer. "Shubman... he will calm down. You must..." Shubman lifted his head. And for the first time in his life, he defied his father openly. "I am not leaving him." His eyes were dark, steady, unmovable. "Where my biwi is i will be there. even if it is heaven, hell, or graveyard ,I will go there. I will stay there. I will not leave him. Ever." A chill ran through the entire family. They suddenly understood This wasn't childish affection. Not pity. Not guilt. This was something deeper. Something that ran through his veins like destiny carved into bone

Mpreg fanfiction of ISHMAN (Shubman Gill X Ishan Kishan) It's NOT omegaverse, just an alternative universe where males can get pregnant, but that's rare. I'm not gonna explain any biology or science behind it, because chill, it's just a fanfiction. Warnings ⚠️: *bxb *Smut {top-shubman||bottom-ishan} *Mpreg *Angst *Slight violence ⚠️YOU'VE BEEN WARNED ⚠️ It's a fanfiction which has nothing to do with reality. It this ff, there are: *Main characters (shubman, ishan) *Side characters (shahneel, raj, their parents, teammates and others...) *Villain characters (will be mentioned in side the story) on the purpose of trying to make the story interesting. but NO OFFENSE OR HATE TO REAL LIFE PEOPLE. please ignore my grammatical errors, typos and other mistakes. I've wrote oneshots before, yet it's the first story I'm writing. I would appreciate it if you consider it while reading. Enjoy. 🎉

𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅. "𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖... 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉, 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒚𝒆𝒆." 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒖𝒍𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. "𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆?" "𝑰... 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕," 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒘, "𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆... 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆....𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆." 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅, "𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖?" 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 , 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒂𝒘, 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒎𝒍𝒚. "𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒑?" 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆. "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍. 𝑨𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆."

Shubman is a lethal three times MMA world champion who speaks in one-word sentences; Ishan is a kindergarten teacher who speaks in colors and kindness. Ishan's boyfriend wants to change him, but his neighbor-the man the world fears-is the only one who truly sees him. 🦋 🥊

Just a cute, fluff ISHMAN story