Smriti has just landed her biggest contract yet: renovating a historic, crumbling mansion in the hills. The catch? The firm she's forced to work with is run by Harman, a woman who treats a sledgehammer like a magic wand and thinks "aesthetic" is just a fancy word for "expensive."

Just a random collection of one-shots on the women's cricket, cause I keep getting ideas and I have to get them out somewhere, and also a lot of them are inspired by songs and moments that I can't wait to write into a whole long fic. So send requests if you have any, it can be any couple or duo, and also some alternative settings if you want. Few, that I will not write(No hate, just doesn't inspire any inspiration): Radha x Jemi Smriti x Jemi(too sibling-like for me to write anything romantic, but platonic is welcomed.) Harman x Smriti(No hate, just there are so many good stories out there, I might cater to only the ones with fewer fics.)

People always talked about timing like it was something romantic. Like meeting the right person at the wrong time was poetic. Smriti Mandhana thought timing was cruel. Because if timing had been kinder, maybe she would've realized it sooner. Maybe she would've noticed the way Ash looked at her for too long after victories. The way she remembered tiny things nobody else did. The way she stayed. Always stayed. Even when Smriti pushed her away. Even when she laughed things off. Even when she said things she didn't fully understand herself. "I'm straight, Ash." Funny how denial sounds believable when you repeat it enough. The world thought Smriti had everything figured out. A successful career. A perfect relationship. A wedding everyone was waiting for. But sometimes your life can look complete right before it falls apart. And sometimes the person who holds you together afterwards... is the same person you spent years refusing to love back. The worst part? Ash had loved her long before Smriti even understood what love was supposed to feel like. And by the time Smriti finally realized it- Ash was already learning how to let her go.

Book 2 of 'The Blind Side Of The Boundary' A Jemriti Fanfiction.

S~I didn't leave because I stopped loving you; I left because I didn't know how to love you and myself at the same time. I'm not here to ask for a second chance-I'm here to earn it. A Harmandhana Story. (18+)

Ten letters. Ten stages of a heart falling. One final 'I do'. A Jemriti Fanfiction.

In the world of Indian Cricket, Harmanpreet Kaur and Smriti Mandhana are seen as the perfect partnership - the Captain and the Vice-Captain, carrying the expectations of an entire nation together. But behind the cheers, headlines, and rumors, something between them is quietly breaking apart. And while the world searches for answers in leaked photographs and whispers from Sangli, Smriti is protecting a truth far more precious than anyone could imagine. A story about love, heartbreak, healing, and the people we choose to stay for. ✨ Hidden Secret - A Harmandhana Story

When the BCCI social media team pairs Smriti and Harmanpreet for a "How Well Do You Know Your Teammate?" challenge, they expect a few thousand views. They don't expect their accidental chemistry to break the internet. As "Harmandhana" trends worldwide, the two stars are forced to navigate a press tour of playful flirting, viral Instagram edits, and the terrifying realization that the fans might be onto something they haven't even admitted to themselves yet.