This story revolves around the family dynamics of the Sharmas and Pandyas. Let's see how the two families are tied together by the strings of arranged marriages of the youngest twins of both the families. Are they happy? OR Are they not? let's find out...... A fictional story by me -Pearl (Author) Thankyou

-what if we get caught? -I'm blaming you.

"Marry me" Shubhman says, voice low, eyes cold. "It'll shut them up" Ishan laughs "Are you serious?" "Deadly" "But you don't love me!" Says ishan. "I won't even bother to do that" Shubham sighs, glaring at him "This is temporary...just for our career" But no one knows when the fake kisses blurred into real feelings. And Shubhman found it hard to process that whether he's faking this marriage or faking how much he doesn't care. That's it for here ~ Read more to know more ~ By Kristy.

Famous cricketer Shubman Gill falls for a sweet "poor" boy after an accident, unaware that he is actually Ishan Kishan - the hidden heir of one of the richest families in the world. As love grows between misunderstandings, family drama, secret identities, and viral IshMan moments, Shubman must decide one thing after learning the truth: Does love matter more than status?

After a cricket accident leaves seventeen-year-old Ishan in a coma for two weeks, he wakes up believing he has just lost twelve years of his life. While unconscious, he remembers growing up, falling in love with Shubman Gill, getting married, and raising twin children. But to everyone else, those years never happened. Unable to forget the family he lost, Ishan spends years struggling to cope with memories that feel completely real. Then he meets Shubman in reality and discovers that moving forward may be even harder than letting go of the past. A heartfelt story of love, grief, healing, and memories that refuse to fade.

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

"My suffering led me to you, and your love became my healing."

The story follows Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan, two deeply in love young boys whose bond starts with hope and dreams of a shared future. Their relationship is strong but slowly gets broken by family pressure and societal expectations. Ishan is forced into a marriage he does not emotionally accept, despite trying to fight for his love with Shubman. Shubman becomes a silent witness to his loss, unable to stop it. After separation, Ishan continues life outwardly but loses his happiness internally, never truly smiling again. The story is about love that survives in memory but is destroyed by circumstance and duty. Based on the song syahi!❤️‍🩹

In a house that worships tradition, they learn to desire in silence-touching only in shadows, stealing breaths where laughter is policed and eyes never look away. Every glance is a risk, every closeness a rebellion, every heartbeat a crime waiting to be caught. Their love doesn't ask for space; it dares to exist where it shouldn't. Shhh, BEHAVE-because discovery isn't shame, it's destruction.

"You feel familiar." - "I've loved you for a thousand years," "I'll love you for a thousand more," "Forever." - "Have we meet before?" - Love. It always finds it's way back. ♡ Ishan x Shubman ♡ Boyxboy