I'll adore you as the drowned person does the sea @ shubman gill x femaleoc! © Cherrive3, 2026 •

"He used to be my shadow. Now, I'm just a stranger in his spotlight." At ten years old, twenty-one-year-old Heer knew Shubman Gill as the boy next door who fiercely protected her and never left her side-the boy who used to chase her around shouting, "Oi Heer, ruk ja! Tainu chot lag javegi!" (Hey Heer, stop! You'll get hurt!). But when cricket pulled him into a world of global stardom, their connection snapped completely. Five years older, a lifetime ahead, and now a household name, Shubman returns-not as the warm boy she lost, but as the cold, distant fiancé her parents have chosen for her. Forced into an arranged marriage, Heer is determined to build her own independent path and protect her bleeding heart from the man who now looks right through her with a blunt, "Hum sirf parivaar ke liye yeh kar rahe hain." (We are only doing this for the family). As the glitz of the cricket world collides with the quiet memories of their past, Heer must navigate her own career goals while trying to find out if the boy she loved truly vanished behind the fame, or if destiny is playing the long game to melt his frozen heart. #1 in shubmangill 01/07/2026 #2 in shubmangill 03/07/2026 #10 in cricket 06/07/2026 #8 in cricket 17/07/2026

For Shubman, cricket was everything, and Sachin was God. But when destiny bowled him a googly in the form of Sara, he realized some innings are played not on the pitch, but in the heart. A journey of dreams, courage, and love that proves every boundary can be crossed when it's written in destiny....❤️🤌

This story revolves around a young, heartthrob cricketer Shubman Gill and a beautiful and talented doctor who is cold. Their story starts with a fight and their attitude clash like the swords clash in war or will their love bloom like merries in meadows. Can two of them ever fall in love with each other when one is a self disciplined, prideful doctor and the other is a self obsessed Prince Of Cricket who is used to immense love of his fans. Will they come together to create the most beautiful symphony?

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

SHUBMAN GILL AND Y/N SAJDEH TOGETHER????

"𝐆𝐨𝐝, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞", 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the high-octane world of international crime, there is no boundary the "New York Angel" won't cross. After a devastating betrayal, FBI Director Serena Singhania fled to Mumbai, hoping the vastness of the ocean and the protection of her father's empire would shield her from the man she loved, and feared. But Shubman Gill doesn't accept resignation. He spent two years turning the world upside down to find his missing piece, and now that he's cornered her in her own palace, the negotiation is over. The reclamation has begun. The air between them is a combustible mix of refined luxury and raw, aggressive hunger. Shubman's obsession is a physical weight, a dominant energy that demands total surrender. "You can dress in silk and diamonds, Serena, but we both know what's underneath," he growls, his large hands pinning her wrists against the cold marble as he looms over her. "You are the only contract I ever signed in blood, and I'm here to collect."

Shubman Gill gets a text from an unknown number, and soon he is stuck to the person on the other side. A Shubman Gill Fanfiction.

She was supposed to have a normal life- a loving family, a simple future, and a marriage built on choice. But one night changed everything. Kidnapped from her own wedding, she is forced into a marriage with Shubman Gill-not the charming, admired cricket star the world worships, but a man consumed by obsession, control, and darkness behind closed doors. To the world, he is perfect. A rising icon. A national hero. A man every girl dreams of. To her... he is the man who took away her freedom. Trapped inside his luxurious yet suffocating world, she is forced to play a role she never chose-a wife who doesn't exist in public, a secret hidden behind fame, PR lies, and carefully constructed rumors. But she refuses to break. Even as she lies to protect herself... Even as she pretends he is loving, caring, everything he is not... Even as she starves, suffers, and survives in silence- She fights. Not loudly. Not recklessly. But with quiet strength that refuses to disappear. And him? He doesn't understand her. Not her silence. Not her resistance. Not the way she survives without begging, without bending. But slowly... Her pain begins to crack his control. Her strength begins to challenge his obsession. Her truth begins to haunt him. In a world where fame hides monsters, where love is forced, not chosen, and where power decides fate- What happens when the girl he caged... becomes the only one he cannot control? This isn't just a story. It's a story of survival, obsession, power... and the dangerous space where hatred slowly begins to change into something neither of them expected.

helloi dilbugs! I'm back with your favourite troupes, stories and fantasies. "When Stats Met Stardom" shubman gill: the boy with a bat and a legacy in the making. Calm under pressure, lethal with timing, and effortlessly charming, he's not just India's rising cricket star-he's the Gen-Z icon who turns stadiums into storybooks. Whether it's a century at the crease or silence in the spotlight, he plays every moment like it's written for him. Tara Patel-a brilliant data analyst with a soft heart and a shy smile. Quiet in crowds, but the moment she's comfortable, her Hyderabadi slang lights up the room. Bubbly, loyal, and effortlessly magnetic-she's the kind of girl, steals hearts without trying. She's spreadsheets and sass. He's centuries and charm. They didn't swipe right-they signed papers. No meet-cute. No butterflies. Just one awkward rishta and a thousand unsaid things. He's the national crush. She's the girl who doesn't care. But fate? Oh, fate's a drama queen. And this marriage? It's anything but normal.