𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 "My women doesn't need to be soft hearted." 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 "Because I have all powerful boyfriend." ✿✿✿ "Now," He slowly folded his handkerchief, "to answer your initial question." He paused, continuing to watch her, "You're a smart woman, it shouldn't be hard for you to figure out, my dadi hopes I'd pursue you." Her eyes flickered slightly, a hint of embarrassment finally showed on her face, "I think. You might have kept her waiting too long. What she really wants is for you to have a lively, adorable child." "You're indeed very smart." He smiled, which made her feel slightly relieved. "But pursuing you is my personal decision. Not every woman is eligible to bear my child." He spoke again, although his tone was gentle, his aloof attitude made it hard for her to keep her cool. She never thought such a cold yet cultured man would say something so arrogant lying disrespectful. "Is Mr. Sooryavanshi always this straightforward when pursuing women?" She asked. "I've only pursued you." He said. She felt a bit of a headache. This was the first time she found dealing with someone so difficult. "We've met, like, twice in a day. Don't you think you're being a bit impulsive, Mr. Sooryavanshi?" Sha asked. "I trust my judgment." He said. ✿✿✿⁠ He wanna purse her. But she just got heartbroken. will she accept him to pursue her? will he be able to help break her cold heart wall? if she accept him will his family gonna approve her as their daughter-in-law? So let's dive into the journey of 'RUHANSH'...

WHEN THREE STORIES, THREE WORLDS COME TOGETHER ABHISHEK SHARMA: The fierce cricketer who plays the game of life by his own rules. SHUBMAN GILL: The easygoing charmer- but what happens when the lines between friendship and love blur? RIYAN PARAG: The heartbroken dreamer who swore off love, only to find it where he least expects it. ROOPI GILL: A firecracker on and off the pitch, her feisty personality hides a soft heart. SARA TENDULKAR: Sweet, calm, and patient, but don't mistake her softness for weakness-she knows how to fight her battles. ANANYA PANDEY: A model with confidence as high as her heels, she's determined to live life on her terms, no matter who gets left behind. TROPES: Enemies to lovers Friends to lovers Friends with benefits to lovers

A fake engagement. A secret love. And a girl who roasts India's top cricketer for breakfast. What could possibly go wrong? When Shubman Gill and Ira Malhotra agree to fake their rishta to save their own love lives, everything seems simple... Until Ira's cousin - Aanya Malhotra, sarcastic, savage, and impossible - walks in. She hates him. He doesn't care. But their constant fights turn into banter. Their banter turns into tension. And suddenly, pretending isn't so easy anymore. In a house full of secrets, family drama, and unexpected feelings... Sometimes the real story begins when the fake one gets too real.

Shubhman Gill fanfiction In a world where cricket stadiums and film sets rarely collide, two stars from different galaxies are pulled into the same orbit. Shubman Gill, India's golden boy of cricket, has spent his life under stadium floodlights, his bat doing most of the talking. Known for his calm demeanor and calculated moves on and off the field, he has never chased the spotlight beyond the boundary line-until now. Aaranya Mehra, Bollywood's most enigmatic actress, built her career on silence as much as stardom. With selective roles, rare interviews, and a gaze that speaks more than her scripts, she is the heartbeat of the film industry-but fiercely guarded and famously difficult to approach. When a luxury European headphone brand launches in India, fate scripts an unlikely collaboration. Tasked with embodying the essence of sound, connection, and unspoken rhythm, Shubman and Aaranya are chosen to be the face of the campaign: Wavelengths. Neither expects anything beyond a few camera flashes and a brand cheque. But what begins as a manufactured moment of chemistry soon blurs into something far more real. Between shared headphones, private playlists, and conversations they didn't see coming, they begin to uncover a connection that doesn't need words-just music. In a world obsessed with headlines, can two people find something real in the silence between the noise?

Shubman Gill is a cricketer considered the prince of Indian Cricket. Before that, he was just a boy dreaming to make the Indian Cricket Team. Just a boy with a best friend. Aahana Sharma is a self-made businesswoman and the founder of Eternity Events (most popular event-planner in the country). Before this, she was just a girl dreaming to achieve something big. Just a girl with a best friend. When a rift caused the best friends to fall apart and go their separate ways, not both of them moved on. She waited, but he never tried to come back. Or so she thought. When she has almost moved on, he appears in her life once again...What will happen when these star-crossed best friends find their way back in each other's lives?

A Shubman Gill fanfiction There are some people you never really get over. Not because you still love them-sometimes you do, sometimes you don't. But because what happened between you and them carved something so deep, even time walks around it carefully. For Rhea Merchant, Shubman Gill was that person. They weren't just college sweethearts-they were gravity. He was the rising cricket star with charm, ambition, and the world at his feet. She was the fiercely intelligent psychology major who saw past his fame and into the boy beneath. Their love was built in libraries, whispered during bus rides to outstation matches, and sealed under moonlit rooftops in Delhi. The kind of love people wrote poetry about. Until it broke. Until a scandal exploded that nearly destroyed Shubman's career, and all the evidence pointed to the one person he trusted most: Rhea. She didn't defend herself. He didn't ask twice. Six years passed like strangers walking in opposite directions on a crowded street-close enough to remember, far enough to forget. Now, their paths collide again in South Africa, where Shubman is vice-captain of Team India and Rhea is flown in last-minute as a sports psychologist to manage rising anxiety cases within the squad. They meet in a hotel hallway. A glance. A pause. And then- She walks past like he's air. He doesn't even flinch. But beneath the surface, memories smolder. The silence between them is not absence-it's tension, bruised trust, and unsaid apologies wrapped in ego. As they're forced into shared spaces, media storms, and high-stakes matches, old wounds crack open. Rhea discovers the truth behind the betrayal she never cleared. And Shubman realizes the weight of the silence he never broke. They say time heals everything. But time never healed them. Because what they had wasn't just love. It was almost. Always.

A shubman gill fanfiction cricketer × doctor ...... read to explore more how catch changes life.......

To all the fan girls who craved love. Unconditional. From boy friend, family, brother who cared for her little extra. Thanks

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗘𝗸𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝗴𝗵𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶 ☆ The CEO of 'Raghuvanshi Group' also an underground Mafia. A typical cold, rude and ruthless man. His hobby is killing (by his looks ofc). Loves his family Very much. 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗯𝗵𝗶 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 ♡ She just graduated from her university and started working in 'Raghuvanshi group'. She is kind and have a funny personality. But she is insecure about her appearance and think no one will love her cuz she isn't pretty enough. "She's the devil's favorite poem." "He is her muse." Read to know their love story 🧿🤍

" Who was he ?? " The three words is all that escaped his mouth in whole half an hour of them being there. " Huh!!? " " The boy !!!" " Ishan the opening batsman of the squad and - " " I will join you on the semi-finals. Now go." •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Just as he picked his helmet, his manager came with a bouquet of white roses. There was a note attached to it. ' You will rock it baby I know. I trust you on this. All the best and show them who you are. Most important be self confident and I know you are the best. " Was what the note said. Weirdly it was from some unknown person but surprisingly it did not feel creepy. It was more soothing and comforting. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Warning : I suck at writting but gonna try this and let's see where this goes...