When Shreyas Iyer meets a little girl who captures his heart instantly, he has no idea she's the daughter of Anaya Sharma - the woman who walked away from years ago. She's not married, but she isn't his either. Between secrets, heartbreak, and the truth that could change everything, Shreyas is about to learn that some stories aren't over - they're just waiting to be rewritten. --- Shreyas took a step closer. "Don't lie to me, Anaya." Her hands shook, and she took a step back instinctively. "She's not." "Then tell me," he said, voice breaking now, "why would you name her what we decided? Why would she have my eyes, my smile, the same damn mole on her face?" Anaya's breath hitched. "Why would you do that to me?" he shouted. "Six years, Anaya! Six years you let me believe you moved on, that she was someone else's! You took my daughter away-"

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?

She wanted to be invisible in the world where everybody wanted to be seen and he? He was the irony to that.

Har ball ke saath woh sirf run nahi banata, Woh apne khwaabon ko bhi pitch par zinda rakhta hai. Shubman Gill-jiska khel shor mein bhi ek khamosh kahaani likhta hai. 🏏✨ Safed coat mein lipti ek khamosh kahaani, Jo dusron ki zindagi bachate-bachate, Apne jazbaaton ko dheere se sambhaal kar chalti hai. 💙✨

Shubman Gill, Ishan Kishan and Abhishek Sharma fanfiction. Three cricketers. Three women who have nothing to do with cricket. One unforgettable story where worlds collide, hearts tangle, and love sneaks in when no one's looking. When interior designer Anaya Kapoor is hired to redesign Shubman Gill's new home, she expects mood boards and deadlines-not the slow, irresistible pull toward the man who keeps dismantling the walls she built long before she touched his. Café-chain owner Mehek Singh has no patience for celebrities, especially chaotic ones. But Ishan Kishan-with his golden-retriever smile and habit of "accidentally" dropping by her outlets-slowly softens the guarded girl who swears she's immune to charm. Fashion photographer Vaani Tandon despises athletes, and Abhishek Sharma is at the top of that list. Forced to work together on a high-profile magazine cover, they clash, banter, and burn until the line between enemies and something much more dangerous begins to blur. Bound by friendship, fate, and a series of accidental adventures, these six discover that love doesn't care about careers, schedules, or perfectly drawn plans. Sometimes, it just takes three boys, three girls, and a whole lot of chaos to rewrite your story.

Kiya Malhan, a sister of a youtuber known as Nischay Malhan , Abhishek Malhan and Prerna Malhan falls in love with a cricketer

Sitara Mehra has one obsession: Samar Kapoor, the superstar cricketer she's been obsessed with for years. She knows his interviews by heart, can quote his stats in her sleep, and has dreamed of meeting him... though she'd never imagined it would actually happen. When Sitara starts her master's at university, she doesn't expect her roommate Meher to be anyone special. That is, until she discovers Meher is Samar's cousin. Close friendship, playful secrets, and shared stories pull Sitara closer to the world she's only admired from afar. Little does she know, Samar has been silently noticing her long before they met, captivated by her genuine love for him, her quirks, and the little things that make her... Sitara. From awkward meet-cutes to flustered encounters, stolen glances, and the heart-throbbing realization that her fantasy might not be just a dream, this is a story about love that's cute, chaotic, and completely irresistible. Tropes: • Cricketer BF x Commoner GF • Cute, simple love • Celebrity love • She fell first, he fell harder • Modern-day romance

Before you start... this book needs to be edited. Read at your own risk. :| This is about Natasha Malhotra, a girl who is obsessed with the cricketer Vihaan Kapoor. She is so crazy about him that she wouldn't even care about anything if a match is going on. He is the man of her dreams. So what will happen when she meets the famous cricketer??? Will her dreams be shattered? What will he be like? What does he think of her? Read to know more about Vihaan and Natasha!!!

In a country that treats cricket as a religion, Kabir Malhotra wasn't just a player; he was the god of the final over-a lethal, broad-shouldered storm in a blue jersey who broke records as easily as he broke hearts. But to Ananya Sharma, he was just the arrogant boy next door who had spent fifteen years perfecting the art of getting under her skin. He was her brother's best friend, her family's golden boy, and the man who currently occupied ninety percent of her intrusive thoughts. Kabir had plans. For him, the game didn't end at the stadium. He'd spent years playing a long, calculated game of cat-and-mouse, waiting for the girl who called him a "narcissist" to realize she was the only trophy he actually wanted. ****** "You think you're so powerful because you can hit a ball? You're just a narcissist with a fan club." "I'm a narcissist who knows exactly how you sound when I whisper in your ear. Keep using that sharp tongue, baby girl. I might just decide I want to feel it somewhere else. ******

Araha Saxena plans celebrity weddings for a living-but nothing prepares her for meeting Devansh Trivedi, India's star cricketer and the man she's secretly adored from afar. They've never met. Until now. Thrown together at a high-profile wedding she's planning, Araha must stay professional-while her heart races like a fan in the front row. But when sparks fly off the field, will love take center stage... or be lost in the chaos of fame and unfinished innings?