Shubman Gill fanfiction Story inspiration (JUST THE BEGINNING PLOT) - @svara_muses

Story of Abhishek Sharma And Zaira Gupta Shubman Gill and Sara Tendulkar

He was crowned the Prince of Indian Cricket. She was born into a legacy the world worshipped. Shubman Gill had everything-records, applause, a nation chanting his name. Except someone who loved the man behind the bat. Sara Tendulkar had perfection written into her surname-but she spent her life proving she was more than it. They met under flashing cameras and inherited expectations. They fought because it was easier than admitting they saw themselves in each other. When love came, it was quiet. When it broke, it was devastating. And when the truth finally surfaced- he crossed oceans to find her. Because some loves don't fade. They wait.

The Young talented cricketer SHUBMAN GILL Fell in love with his idol's Sister VIRIKA KOHLI. LET'S SEE THEIR LOVE STORY

Shubman Gill, He's cricket's golden boy with a playboy streak. Tanvi Shah, She's the ex-tennis star turned PR insider sent to fix his mess. They were never meant to mix - until rivalry turns to something, neither can ignore. In a game of fame, love, and second chances... not every boundary should be kept. No 1 in #gill on 7th December 25, 12th December 25 No 1 in #rohitsharma on 12th December 25

He trusted love once and paid for it with everything. At 22, Shubman was left with a baby in his arms and a silence louder than heartbreak. The woman he loved walked away, leaving behind a responsibility that changed his life forever. Four years later, his world revolves around one little girl... his daughter ..... UNTIL Anaya walks into it. She helps once. Then again. Then becomes impossible to replace. When family pressure turns companionship into marriage, Anaya agrees .. because she was hiding a love she's carried silently for years. But, he gives her only one truth..."You're my wife legally... but in my heart, you're only my daughter's mother." She accepts it Because loving him was never the problem. hiding a love she's carried silently for years. But how long can someone survive being loved for convenience and not choice? Will Shubman ever love Anaya?

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction The stadium was roaring, alive in the way only an IPL night could be. Lights blazed overhead, chants echoed endlessly, and thousands of voices merged into one electric wave inside Narendra Modi Stadium. And somewhere in that chaos-between flags, jerseys, and flashing cameras-stood Aratrika Shah, screaming at the top of her lungs like nothing else in the world mattered. Because to her, nothing else did. At twenty-three, Aratrika was a final-year fashion design student in Ahmedabad, balancing sketchbooks and deadlines by day, and living, breathing cricket by night. She didn't just watch matches-she felt them. Every run, every wicket, every moment lived in her chest. And when it came to Shubman Gill and Virat Kohli, she didn't hold back-she screamed louder, celebrated harder, like she belonged to the game itself. That night, like always, she had dragged her friends along, insisting cricket wasn't meant to be watched-it was meant to be lived. And when Shubman walked in to bat, her world narrowed down to the pitch. Every ball had her breath caught, every shot had her on edge. Until- A six. Clean. Effortless. Perfect. And Aratrika lost it. She screamed, laughed, completely consumed by the moment-eyes shining, unaware that up on the field, Shubman had glanced at the big screen. And instead of the replay- He saw her. Not the crowd. Not the noise. Just her. The girl who felt the game more than anyone else. And just like that, something shifted. Because in a crowd of thousands- He noticed one. He didn't know her name, didn't know who she was-but he couldn't forget her. And even after she disappeared back into the crowd, the moment stayed. Because now- Shubman Gill was searching. For a girl who had no idea... that she had just become the reason he couldn't look away from the stands anymore.

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction (Crazy timeskips included. Planning to rewrite but not soon) At 26, Shubman Gill is living the dream every cricketer grows up chasing. Captain of the Indian Test and ODI teams. Leading his IPL side. A career at its absolute peak. Everything in his life is planned, controlled, and moving exactly the way it should. Until one unexpected call turns his perfectly structured world upside down. Suddenly, Shubman finds himself responsible for something far bigger than captaincy, trophies, or records - a 15-year-old girl who has just lost the only family she ever had. Arushi Kaur. Aru. She's grieving, guarded, and completely unfamiliar with the fast-paced world Shubman lives in. And he's just as unprepared to step into a role he never imagined for himself. Moving to Mumbai means a new beginning for both of them - new routines, a new school, awkward dinners, quiet conversations, and two strangers trying to figure out how to exist in each other's lives. Between international matches, media chaos, dance practices, family dinners, match rewatches and the slow process of healing, they start learning something neither of them expected. Sometimes family isn't the one you're born into. Sometimes it's the one life places in your hands when you least expect it. And sometimes... even the strongest captain has to learn how to lead at home.

this love came back to me THIS BOOK IS COMPLETED!!!