Across continents, two hearts beat in silence-one filled with privilege and power, the other with hope and aspiration. Elias Matthews, the heir to a medical empire, has everything but the love he desires. Arjun Patel, a young nurse from India, is about to chase his dream in the United States, unaware of the whirlwind that will soon bring him face to face with Elias. When their lives entwine, the stakes will be higher than either could have imagined.

Virat Kohli. Superstar of the game. Indian Captain. One of the best batters in the world. Pat Cummins. Wunderkind slowly cementing his place back into the Australian side after a long battle with injury. They live an ocean apart, yet keep getting drawn to each other in ways they cannot seem to understand. Nothing about this makes sense. But as they say, all is fair in love and sports. --- An RPF on their journey in cricket over the last few years, intertwined with some rivals-to-lovers for the intended audience of one (me). (Updating first on AO3, also @hazlehoff)

Hi guys this story is not based on original drama or books I have used the original character but the storyline is mine

Ishan, a prostitute, in a sea of no hopes, finds a man who is just too good to be true... Disclaimer: This story is fictional. In no way does any incident mentioned in this story is related to real life events or individuals.

Falling in love is easy. But confessing? That's a whole different game. Shubman Gill, the star basketball player of his university, is handsome, confident, and admired by everyone. Yet, when it comes to Ishan Kishan-the top student with the cutest pout and a smile that could light up the world-Shubman turns into a mess. The problem? Ishan is ridiculously popular, and Shubman is convinced he has no chance.

A Simple Physiotherapist And A Famous Cricketer... What Will Happen When These Two Meet? How Will They Cross Paths? How Will Destiny Play It's Game? [ X This Story Is Based On An Indian Serial X ]

Aree Rahul, biscut ke saath khao na", The Prime Minister suggested. Rahul smiled and picked up a biscuit or rather, a piece of a biscuit (because they were all crushed), the biscuit was stale and moist but Rahul nonetheless proceeded to dip it into the delicious, now cold chai. The moment the biscuit was dunked into the chai, it broke off, falling into the chai. Modi chuckled. "Mai maddat karta hu." Modi proclaimed and before Rahul could react Modi's hand reached deep into the cup of chai and scooped out the remains of the biscuit. Rahul stood there horrified. He gasped. Modi made full use of the opportunity and entered his hand into Rahul's mouth with the remains of the biscuits that were still in his hand. "Yeh lo." Said Modi. As horrified as Rahul was, he was beet red. He savoured the flavour of the biscuits and along with it the flavour of Modi's hand which was still in his mouth and wondered why the biscuits smelled of ammonia READ THE FULL STORY TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS AFTER **Guys it's just my mann ki baat don't kill me for this. ** THIS IS SATIRE

Apologies for the plagiarism.

The one where The way I see you's Shubhman and Ishan playfully up the heat in their relationship. This was inspired by my dear friend somesortaway's Ishman fic - The way I see you. (https://www.wattpad.com/story/357112563-the-way-i-see-you). The title of course are EXO lyrics, there is no other way when I write :p I fell in love at first sight Wait, my heart was stolen for a moment Wait A reason to remember today Even the fragrant scent was perfect, I was naturally drawn to it. I can't stop myself either Even hair disheveled in the wind is so pretty to me I can't hide this feeling. Baby, you are Baby, you are The only person I was looking for, the only person you are