She was Punjab's sweetheart - a superstar actress known for films like Qismat, Ardab Mutiyaran, and Puaada. Beautiful, successful, and constantly surrounded by cameras, yet still hopelessly obsessed with simple people and homemade food. He was Shubman Gill - cricket's calm golden boy who had one strict rule: "Never date actresses." She thought cricketers had too much attitude. He thought actresses were all drama. Then destiny decided to laugh... and made them fall for each other anyway.

Shubman Gill gets a text from an unknown number, and soon he is stuck to the person on the other side. A Shubman Gill Fanfiction.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒 In the world of cricket, fame came easy to men like Shubman Gill. Pretty smiles. Expensive watches. Headlines filled with rumors, scandals, and another woman linked to his name every other week. The nation called him cricket's golden boy, talented, charming, dangerously addictive to watch both on and off the field. And Shubman wore that reputation like a crown. Then there was Shreyas Iyer. Disciplined. Focused. Untouchable. The kind of cricketer coaches trusted, seniors respected, and fans admired from a distance because men like him didn't let people get too close. He believed in hard work, control, and never letting emotions interfere with the game. Which was exactly why he could never stand Shubman Gill. At least that's what the media thought. Because years ago, before the cold stares, passive aggressive interviews, and dressing room tension, they had actually been friends. Rivals from opposite teams who somehow still found comfort in each other between packed schedules, exhausting tours, and the suffocating pressure of being India's future. Until cricket ruined it, or maybe ambition did. The captaincy race turned ugly, selection politics made it worse. One position. Two egos. Endless comparisons. And suddenly every conversation became a competition. Every handshake became forced. Every match between them felt less like cricket and more like war. The media loved it. Fans turned their rivalry into entertainment. Cameras captured every glare, every sarcastic comment, every moment of visible irritation between India's two biggest stars. What nobody saw, was the tension that lingered a little too long. The way anger started feeling dangerously close to obsession. The way hatred burned hotter than it should. Because enemies weren't supposed to look at each other like that. And they definitely weren't supposed to want the one person determined to destroy him.

"𝑨 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆 20 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝑰𝑷𝑳 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅! "

From Mandap to Madness 2 BOOK TWO: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES When the past becomes present. When love becomes weapon. When truth becomes the most dangerous lie of all. The pieces were moving. The game was accelerating. Viransh learning truths that would reshape everything he thought he knew. Vanya racing toward revelations that would either condemn or save her. And between them-secrets, lies, and a love that was either the most real thing in their lives or the most dangerous lie ever told. In their world, vulnerability was blood in the water. And the sharks were circling.

"I signed the contract to save my son. I didn't know I was selling myself." He was desperate. Jungkook was dangerous. When a scandal threatened Jeon Jungkook's empire, he needed a fake spouse to clean up his image. Taehyung, a soft-spoken janitor with a sick child and no options, was the perfect target. Cold contracts were signed. And CLAUSE 27 made one thing clear. No love, no attachment and absolutely no mistakes. But Jungkook was cruel, controlling, and colder than Taehyung could've imagined....turning every moment into a quiet war. And Taehyung...was breaking, slowly. This wasn't a marriage at all. It was more like a survival under a CEO's thumb. *This is Not A Continuation* Dedicated to CEO Jeon from T&C #Sadism #ReallyHeavyAngst #ContractualMarriage #darkthemes Do not Report or Repost.

The Kohli family had everything- fame, power, love, and a picture-perfect life the whole country admired. But what happens when a quiet little girl suddenly enters their world, carrying fears no child her age should know?

The world hated him. There were reasons too, he did things he shouldn't had. He destroyed families, he killed peoples, hurted them, took their everything but it was nothing compared to what the world was like now. The throne of Kanto in hand of Giovanni was worst case possible. Rules changed, the kanto region changed, everything came down to dust. Giovanni killed more people than he ever did. People prayed and prayed for a hope that would protect them from the tyranny of Giovanni. To secure the future for their childrens but little did they realised they crushed that hopes years ago. ___________________________________________ "I have to keep moving. For Sabrina, for Hina.For myself, yet I can never move on from her. I love her. ___________________________________________ "I will destroy the whole world if it comes down to that." That phrase sent shiver down every person present in the room. They knew he was dead serious. ___________________________________________ Two lips met under the moon as his eyes shot opened.He never thought there would be a single person in this world who would love him after what he did and he never thought he could love someone too after what happened to him. "Please let us bear your burden." The woman said as her clenched fist hitted against his chest. Her eyes glistening with tears as millions of thought ran through his mind. Was he ready to move on. ___________________________________________ This is the story of Ash fighting the whole world to make it a better place. He wasn't a hero or anything. Everything he did was all for himself. He lived by pleasures and displeasure of his own.All he did or will do will be for her. Only her.

(ONGOING) Her eyes were dim, she seized the man in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau. "To sum it up, your bride is not here, my groom ran off, wouldn't it be better if we... get married?". On the wedding day, her fiancé and his lover had a love affair and eloped. She is determined to return home as a married women. May it be by being a bride to a complete stranger. Little did she know this stranger has fetishes that'll make her question how she have been living your life until now. [ STORY NOT MINE] Adaptation from TRIAL MARRIAGE HUSBAND:NEED TO WORK HARD HAPPY READING :) I don't own the story and I do not own BTS . They are their own. All the rights goes to the owner and writer of this original story. The characters are based on purely fictional so please don't get offended. Hence this story is the adaptation from the real one.

"Do I make you nervous, Miss Jung?" he asked as he took a step closer to me, causing me to move away. I took a moment to scan his face to try and understand what he was thinking. "Yes, sir," I mumbled. "Good," he uttered. Elizabeth Jung is a mixed race female, born in England, to an English mother and a Korean father. She lived most of her childhood in England with her family, but moved to Korea when her father returned to the military. Her father died when she was 17, leaving Elizabeth with her mother and older brother, Hoseok. Her family was very loving and were always supportive of her decisions; until she announced she would be enlisting in the South Korean military. Elizabeth knew it was something she had to do, her father and grandfather were renowned soldiers and she wanted to make sure their legacy would continue. They had both been part of the same platoon, and she was determined to do the same. Little did she know, the lieutenant in charge of the infamous 12th platoon, Kim Namjoon, would make her wish she had never enlisted. She is desperately trying to prove herself. Surrounded by males and sexist prejudices, she battles to overcome the disadvantageous hand she had been dealt; but at what cost? Note: I do not own the image used in the cover. Started - 03/01/2021 Finished - 07/09/2022