Amber Grace, a teenage girl brutalized by her dopeheaded parents finally moves out of the house and moves into an abandoned house. However, unbeknownst to her there is another presence in the house. What happens when amber finds out she is haunted by a sinfully sexy delinquent ghost? Will Amber move out of the house? How their relationship will be? (A/N: This story will have a lot of mature content. This story contains a certain level of strong profanity, violence and sex. This content could be inappropriate or triggering for some. I suggest readers should be atleast 16+ to read. )

• He never cared about a fangirl he met three years ago, he didn't even remember, but for her? the moment stayed like a forever. Shubman Gill - India's rising cricket sensation, never ever imagined his life to take a turn, in the worst way possible... Paths crossing with the same girl again, but the situation? entirely different! And for Miraya, the journey became a war with her inner conflicts and the journey of hatred, she never thought her heart will produce for him. And this time the meeting was not as an idol and a fangirl, this time they were victims.! The hearts were hacked, the way neither of them imagined....! ~This is pure work of fiction, everything belongs to my imaginary world. The images in the cover page and in the book are not mine, they belong to their respective owners. Thank you.

Between balancing a brutal university schedule, fighting for her life in economics seminars, and teaching afternoon classes, twenty-year-old Y/N does not have the time, energy, or brain cells to care about cricket. So, when she lands a gig as a private dance instructor for little Amayra Sharma, she views the massive Sharma villa as strictly a workplace. To the rest of the world, Abhishek Sharma is the explosive cricket star completely dominating everyone's social media feeds. To Y/N, he's just a walking distraction who blocks her Bluetooth speaker signal and takes up way too much space on the living room couch. Besides, according to her insta FYP, he's already taken. With viral fan edits pointing out his identical matching bracelet with actress Mahira Sharma, Y/N knows exactly where to draw her professional boundaries. She wants absolutely zero part in messy celebrity PR tea. But as casual nods turn into low-key kitchen banter, and chaotic family tea times force their two completely different worlds together, the line between "just my student's Mamu" and something more begins to blur. The internet might have its theories, but the real story is happening completely off-camera.

Welcome to Sex Ed. Not the awkward middle school slideshow. Not the banana-condom demo. This is college. This is SEX. And this is where everything gets way too real, way too fast. Zoe Winters thought she signed up for a chill biology elective. What she got was a class full of confusing crushes, horny lectures, unfiltered truth bombs, and a bad boy who doesn't talk-but somehow knows exactly how to look at her. Oh, and a lesbian art major who might actually be the reason Zoe's brain short-circuits at least twice a week. In a semester full of messy hookups, late-night spirals, lube debates, and self-discovery, everyone's about to learn: Sex is more than bodies. Pleasure is more than moaning. And identity? Yeah. That shit's complicated. Let's talk about it.

*ૢ. ┊ 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑭𝑬𝑪𝑻 ੈ✩ [ 𝗌𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗒𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗒𝖾𝗋 ] ✧˖*°࿐ ⸻ ❝ 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗐𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 ❞ ࿐ྂ IN WHICH Roohi falls for the one man her brother cannot stand and love becomes the most dangerous play of the season ! ❪ 𝗌𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗒𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗒𝖾𝗋 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗈𝖼 ❫ ❪ 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝖼 ❫ ❪ 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗄𝖺 © 2025 ❫

✦ 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢....

@𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋 Hi. My friends bet I couldn't get your attention. I told them they were underestimating me. @𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 They were overestimating you. ------ @𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 An Oxford PhD scholar, internationally acclaimed artist, and aspiring cricket journalist, Evara Rai Singh has a razor-sharp tongue, an untouchable aura, and a habit of turning pain into masterpieces. Fiercely independent and secretly protected by the Kohli family, she'd rather burn every bridge than let another arrogant cricketer think he can own her. @𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋 Indian cricket's cold, calculated golden boy, Shubman Gill never lets emotions dictate his game, until a reckless locker-room bet makes him chase the one woman he was never supposed to want. The more she slips through his fingers, the more impossible she becomes to let go.

Y/N joins Dr. Komal Sharma's internship program expecting nothing more than stress, long hours, and professional experience. But things get complicated when her work constantly brings her to the home of Abhishek Sharma - Komal's younger brother and Indian cricket's rising star. Between recovery sessions, late-night conversations, and the presence of Komal's best friend Laila Faisal - the girl constantly rumored to be Abhishek's girlfriend - Y/N slowly finds herself becoming part of a world she was never prepared for. Somewhere between professionalism and feelings, it was never just work.

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction Janvi Sharma has always been there. Before the fame. Before the jerseys. Before the world learned Shubman Gill's name. She's the girl who showed up when matches ended late, who understood his silences, who fit so naturally into his world that everyone assumed she belonged. Including herself. So when the world finds out he has a girlfriend, Janvi finds out too- through a public post, effortless and unapologetic. Like she never existed at all. Like she was'nt the person who should have known this before everyone. What hurts isn't the girlfriend. It's being the only one who didn't know. Still, Janvi stayed. Because loyalty feels easier than asking questions she's afraid to hear the answers to. Until boundaries appear overnight, rumours turn cruel, and silence replaces protection. And when it matters most, he chooses distance. Then silence. Then a version of the story where she no longer fits. That's when Janvi understood the truth: she wasn't forgotten-she was convenient. So she left. Not broken. Not angry. Just clear. Choosing a future that doesn't require her to keep showing up for someone who stopped choosing her. Because sometimes the deepest betrayal isn't being replaced. It's being taken for granted.

Book 2 of Cricket Romance Series. He belongs to the roar of packed stadiums, to a life measured in runs, records, and restraint. The world calls him flawless, disciplined, untouchable. What they don't see is the man trained to silence everything that isn't victory. She lives on the other side of applause where questions are sharper than cheers and objectivity is survival. She isn't impressed by fame, doesn't soften her words, and never mistakes brilliance for goodness. They meet where admiration is not allowed and attachment is inconvenient. Between matches and interviews, glances linger longer than they should, and conversations cut deeper than either expects. What begins as scrutiny turns into awareness. What feels like control slowly becomes distraction. In a world that rewards focus and punishes feeling, love is not a promise it's a risk. Saiyaan Superstar is not a love story about finding each other. It's about discovering what love costs when success demands everything else.