Tara is a brilliant doctor with a past she's determined to leave behind. Her life is controlled, calculated, and a little too predictable-until she meets Shreyas Iyer, a cricketer with a smile that could melt any heart and a carefree attitude that challenges everything she's built. Shreyas doesn't believe in rushing things, but with Tara, he's ready to take a chance. What starts as playful banter quickly becomes something more as they uncover each other's vulnerabilities and fight their growing attraction. But love isn't always easy-especially when your past won't stay buried. Will Tara let her walls come down and open her heart to the one person who might just be able to heal her? Or will she keep running from the love that's right in front of her? "Beyond the White Coat: A Cricketer's Love Story" is a journey of laughter, healing, and unexpected love between two people from different worlds-but who might just be perfect for each other.

Falling in love with your enemy? At a road trip? To Ladakh? Straight out of a Bollywood Movie. But for Abhishek and Piya it was becoming true. Two Neighbours cum enemies? Falling in love? Nahhh But God doesn't take NO for an answer sometimes? Does He? Not in this case though..

This just a really emotional story about ICT and how some ill wishers try of our beloved team try to break the team apart by breaking one of its strongest members, MSD. It's a story about trust, misunderstanding and redemption. How even the best of us can be broken by a simple misunderstanding. Hope you guys will like it. I suck at descriptions.

helloo! this is my first story..... hope you guys like it.. this story is about our male lead shubman gill where he is our prince and our female lead y/n...

- a story that began with silence, spoken through letters never meant to be answered. It started with a single message. No filters. No intentions. Just truth. She found his Snapchat - by accident or destiny, who knows? And one day, Saara sent him a letter. Not for a reply. Not for recognition. Just to breathe. One letter became many. Before every match, after every loss, during every high - she wrote. Not to the celebrity. To the boy behind the bat. The one no one really saw. > "Kya tumhe kabhi laga hai, ki kisi anjaan ki duaon ka bhi asar ho sakta hai?" "Main bas likhti gayi... jaise dil bolna chahta ho aur zubaan dare." She didn't know he was reading. Until the day the world knew. "I read anonymous letters before matches. They calm me down. There's one I wait for every time." That's what he said. On live TV. And just like that... she was no longer anonymous. But not every love story ends with names stitched together. Some are written in invisible ink - seen only when hearts are held too close. > "Kuch log kabhi milte nahi, par unka hona zindagi bhar mehsoos hota hai." "Woh sirf ek crush nahi tha. Woh mera khud se milne ka zariya tha." This is not a fairy tale. This is a letter-shaped love story - One that found its way into the spotlight... Only to learn how precious shadows can be.

They say finding a soulmate is the hardest thing in the world. Out of seven billion hearts beating under the same sky, choosing the right one feels like chasing a mirage. But love - love never asks for the right time, the right place, or the right person. It just happens. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝟐𝟐-𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡. When the world welcomes the first-ever 𝑴𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝑫𝑰 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒑, history takes a new turn. Men and women, side by side - playing not against each other, but with each other. Boundaries blur, rules change, and amidst the sound of roaring crowds, something far deeper begins to bloom. 𝑺𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂, twenty, shy yet dazzling, carries the calm of the moon and the fire of dreams. A cricketer whose bat speaks poetry, whose silence hums strength. She never sought fame - only freedom between the wickets. And then comes 𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒌 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 - twenty-five, the nation's golden boy. Charming, confident, and reckless with both bat and heart. Where she is restraint, he is chaos. Where she hides, he shines. Where she listens, he commands. They are poles apart - destined to collide. And somewhere between rivalry and rhythm, between boundaries and hearts, they'll discover that love, like cricket, is all about timing. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

When fierce new Gujarat Titans owner Aanya Rathore clashes with charming captain Shubman Gill, boardroom battles turn into unexpected sparks, and the IPL season becomes a game of love, rivalry, and high-stakes passion.

She plays for glory. He sings for the world. But when their lives collide, the real match begins. Aarav Malhotra, the nation's heartthrob and global singing sensation, never expected love to come crashing into his life courtside. Ziva Singh, a fierce badminton player chasing her dream of representing India, never thought she'd fall for the man every girl wanted. From practice courts to press conferences, from late-night banters to stolen glances, their journey is a whirlwind of passion, laughter, and unshakable belief in each other. But fame comes with shadows. Trolls, media bias, and endless pressure threaten to pull them apart. While the world questions her talent, Ziva decides to let her racket do the talking. This is more than a love story. It's about fighting battles together, silencing doubts, and finding strength in the person who believes in you the most. ✨ Match Point: LOVE is a heart-pounding sports romance that blends ambition, heartbreak, banter, and the sweetest victory of all-love. Note from the Author: The concept, storyline, and overall idea of this book are entirely mine. The chapters and written content have been developed with the assistance of ChatGPT, based on my original ideas and directions.

"I will always be there for you, trust me Anvi." "How can I when every single person in my life until now has broken my trust." #1 in Hardik Pandya right now (May 2020) (thought its a Shubman Gill fanfic Idk why but ya) This book is a work of fiction and I obviously dont know any of the characters personally so how I portray them in the story in completely based on my imagination and none of this is real. I dont mean to offend any one by my characterization.