God, look at him, Mitch's mind whispered, a frantic, starry-eyed prayer. He's a machine. A beautiful, relentless machine. His eyes followed Josh's walk back to his mark, the way his whites clung to the sweat-dampened muscles of his back, the focused set of his shoulders. Every fibre of Mitch's being was attuned to the man in the centre. Pat Cummins saw the way Mitch looked at Josh - not with petty envy of a rival, but with raw, unguarded hunger. It was a look that stripped away all pretence, and it made Pat's breath catch. But his gaze then shifted to Josh, the architect of this madness, and the punch softened into a wave of deep, warm admiration. He harboured a strong, lasting affection for Josh. He admired his composed calm, his dry wit that could cut through any tension, the quiet, unwavering strength that seemed to be his very essence. Hoff, he thought, a tenderness easing the sting of his envy. Of course, it would be you. You magnificent bastard. You're the rock. The one we all orbit.

She was married into power. He was born for it. Tushika Singhania's marriage was never about love. It was an alliance - two political dynasties tied together for the sake of ambition. Her husband, Shreyas Singhania, is the country's most promising young leader - charming, ruthless, and completely untouchable. To the world, they're the perfect couple. Behind the palace gates, they're strangers. Five years. One son. Countless moments of silence. And yet, somewhere between the public smiles and private distance, Tushika begins to feel again - for the man she was never supposed to love. But in the world of politics, emotions are dangerous. Love is weakness. And power... always comes with a price. A story of unspoken love, loyalty, and the quiet war between the heart and ambition. Disclaimer:- This is an AU fanfiction based on Shreyas Iyer. It will also involve a lot of other cricketers as the characters but it can totally be read as a General Fiction as well.

The Indian Cricket Team winning yet another series in their home is no big deal. They've been doing for years. Except it is when a combined crisis leads to most of their key players missing out, leaving the already burdened captain with a bunch of youngsters to guide through the matches.

The story of Harshit Rana and Riya Ganguly's presence in each other's life going through all the dyes of autumn till they discover what was meant to be...

She's spent her life chasing tennis dreams, never knowing the biggest secret of her existence. Ishanika Sinha is fourteen - fiery, focused, and fiercely independent. Her days are a blur of school, training, and visits to the hospital where her single mother, Nikita, is quietly fighting her last battle. But when a stranger from the past walks back into their lives, everything Ishanika thought she knew begins to crumble. Because that stranger is Virat Kohli - India's cricket icon... and her father. In a story that spans broken goodbyes, buried truths, and unexpected reunions, Ishanika must confront a reality far bigger than the tennis court: what does it mean to belong, to forgive, and to find your place in a world that was never supposed to include you? A poignant tale of family, second chances, and the quiet courage it takes to open your heart.

This book features stories about the Indian Cricket Team This is all Fiction ~ Requests Open!

a rohika love story from pitch to heart❤️🩷

Shubman centric fanfictions bl(bottom only), brotherhood, as a kid Anyone not comfortable plz don't read Don't spread hate And i am writing the books with help of AI so not really call myself an author, but ideas are completely mine. Hope you guys enjoy❤️❤️