𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬? 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲'𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞, 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 - 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐟é 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 "𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠?"

• He never cared about a fangirl he met three years ago, he didn't even remember, but for her? the moment stayed like a forever. Shubman Gill - India's rising cricket sensation, never ever imagined his life to take a turn, in the worst way possible... Paths crossing with the same girl again, but the situation? entirely different! And for Miraya, the journey became a war with her inner conflicts and the journey of hatred, she never thought her heart will produce for him. And this time the meeting was not as an idol and a fangirl, this time they were victims.! The hearts were hacked, the way neither of them imagined....! ~This is pure work of fiction, everything belongs to my imaginary world. The images in the cover page and in the book are not mine, they belong to their respective owners. Thank you.

#1 of deal series ADITYA THAKUR She was just a puppet of my father. He wanted me to marry because I was turning into 30. I loved my father. But this time he made a mistake. He proposed a deal. Marry her and become CEO of Thakur company once you turned 30. There was only 15 days left for my 30th birthday. And I have to make a decision. ANKITA GUPTA I was a loving and single child of my parents. They died and in that accident I lost my everything. I lost my parents. My memories. I have problem in my brain. I am turned as inocent as child. I have almost lost all of my memories. I don't know how to do anything except cooking. I was living in hell and always pray to matarani. until that cutie uncle came. He came but he married me to a uncle. I was 18 and he was of 30. Now I have to live with him. In another hell. cold X childish Grumpy X sunshine slow burn careless X protective clumsy X mr perfect -------------------------------------------------------- Thank you for these rankings kitties...❤️💋 #1 in India - 05/06/2026 #2 in India - 09/06/2026 #5 in India - 14/06/2026 #2 in Deal - 14/10/2025 #2 in indianmarriage - 8/11/2025 #2 in grumpy - 11/11/2025 #2 in sunshine - 13/11/2025 #7 in comedy-romance - 25/11/25 #3 in comedy-romance -26/11/25 #1 in firstlove - 18,16/12/25 #5 in arranged - 17/12/25 #2 in firstloves - 18/12/25 #2 in comedy-romance - 18/12/25 #1 in indianmarriage - 18/12/25

A Shubman Gill, Ishan Kishan & Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction *Cannot be read as a standalone.* Love didn't end with the weddings. It only changed shape. Shubman and Anaya are married-settled, steady, and learning that marriage is a daily choice as careers evolve and dreams expand beyond what they imagined. Abhishek and Vaani stand between ambition and commitment, discovering that love doesn't mean slowing down, but moving forward together. Mehek and Ishan grow quietly, building a life rooted in routine, understanding, and a future that doesn't need rushing. Through it all, friendship remains the spine. Three men shaped by stadium lights. Three women who chose lives beyond the noise. This is no longer a story about falling in love. It's about staying. Choosing. And building a life that finally feels like your own.

In a world where power is everything, the Shekhawat men rule from the shadows-ruthless, untouchable, and hidden behind the façade of billion-dollar empires. Their secrets are buried deep, their sins masked behind tailored suits and cold stares. No one dares to cross them. Until they do. Yashika, Meher, Trisha, and Tanishka-four women bound to the Shekhawat brothers by fate, deception, and secrets too dangerous to unveil. Each step they take, each vow they make, pulls them deeper into a world where love is a weapon and loyalty is a curse. Yashika fights against a marriage that was never meant to be hers. Meher walks a thin line between silence and rebellion. Trisha plays a game even she isn't sure she can win. Tanishka, the wildcard, is the one threat they never saw coming. But in a world where betrayal is inevitable and love is a dangerous illusion-who will survive, and who will burn?

They weren't supposed to be in each other's lives. Now they're bound forever. Aaditri Sharma was the untouchable younger sister-beautiful, brilliant, and burning too brightly for anyone to handle. A dentist with a double life as a model, she was never meant to be part of the spotlight. But fame found her. So did he. Shubman Gill, her brother's best friend, has known her since she was just "Abhishek's annoying little sister." Now, she's a storm he can't control-a storm he's sworn to stay away from. But when one secret changes everything, Shubman is left with no choice. He forces Aaditri into a marriage neither of them wanted. No reason. No explanation. Just a ring, a cold contract... and one rule: Keep up the act. In public, they pretend. In private, they burn. But what Aaditri doesn't know is- He's hiding something. And she's about to find out just how dangerous love can be when the lines between hate, obsession, and guilt start to twist.

"Break up with that boyfriend of yours," Shubman demanded, his voice a low growl that sent a thrill through her. Esha smirked, crossing her arms defiantly. "Not a chance." His frustration flared, and he stepped closer, pinning her against the wall, his body a solid weight against hers. "You think it's funny to have him around? I don't like it, Esha. You're mine." Her breath caught, the challenge in his eyes igniting something deep within her. "I'm not yours," she replied, but her voice trembled under the intensity of his gaze. "Prove it." His hand slid down her side, fingers brushing against her waist, claiming her. "You only belong to me." Before she could respond, he crushed his lips to hers, his kiss both demanding and possessive. He pressed his body into her, the heat between them palpable as he deepened the kiss, making it clear that he wouldn't take no for an answer. Esha melted against him, the fierce need in his touch erasing her defiance. "You can't just-" she started, but he cut her off, his fingers tangling in her hair as he tilted her head back, leaving her breathless. "You can deny it all you want," he murmured against her lips, "but I'm the only one who makes you feel this way." In that moment, as his hands roamed her body, she knew he was right. "Shubman..." she whispered, caught between resistance and desire. "Say it," he pressed, his lips brushing against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Say you're mine."