Simran Two years have slipped through silent nights, Where memories once sweet, now taste of bitter fights. In the quiet corners of her diary, she writes - A baker lost, who cannot turn sorrow into light. Shubman In a shadowed room, with faded pictures in hand, He whispers to promises lost like grains of sand. His heart heavy with guilt, beyond words' domain, Begging for a chance to heal love's deepest pain.

"Would you ever leave me?" I asked. He smiled and replied "Even if I go miles away I would be coming BACK TO YOU" . . . . . . . . It is a flashback of young lady where she experiences the most beautiful moments of her life endowed with happiness, enjoyment and sometimes sadness. She had life saving friends and her love SHUBMAN GILL but still things don't go right way. Check out, why? Completed ✅

#1 in Virat (24 may 2024 ) #1 in Isha (5 June 2024 ) #1 in utkarsha (5 June 2024) #1 in rituraj (5 June 2024 ) #1 in lovearranged (23 sep 2024) Two families, one arrangement, a love story that defies logic. Isha, linked to Virat Kohli, and Shubman Gill's paths intertwine in a whirlwind of emotions. Will their forced union blossom into something real, or will secrets and separations tear them apart?★

Hearts shattered and familial bonds strained, the cricketing kingdom found itself in the clutches of guilt and regret. The prince of cricket, on the precipice of losing not just his title but his essence, sat forlorn in an opulent bar's private section. Accompanying him was his steadfast companion, a best friend who witnessed the unravelling of dreams and the erosion of a once-unbreakable spirit. Meanwhile, the king of cricket, his brother-in-law, looked on helplessly, burdened by a crown that now felt hollow. Though still holding the esteemed title, it bore no significance in the absence of his sister, a pillar of unwavering support throughout his cricketing journey. The fractured bonds were a consequence of the choices made, but a glimmer of hope emerged when Virat noticed something peculiar on the wine bottle tightly clutched by Shubman. Could this discovery be their final opportunity to locate his missing sister?

She left without a goodbye. He stayed without closure. Years later, Aarohi Mehta returns-not as the girl who once knew him better than anyone, but as the Indian cricket team's new performance analyst. Professional. Composed. Untouchable. Except there's one problem. Shubman Gill never forgot. And he never forgave. Now forced into the same space, every glance feels like a question, every word like a challenge, and every silence heavier than the truth they refuse to face. Because some stories don't end. They just... wait. And when the storm finally breaks- not everything survives.

I didn't expect to see him on the race tracks, dressed in his khakis and Burberry sunglasses. "Ajooni." He called out and I froze at the familiar voice. I couldn't believe my ears as I turned to look at almost 6 feet of swagger walking towards me. "Shubh?" I said, as his lips curled in a smile that took my breath away. "What are you doing here in Delhi?" He said, and I felt like I was in his lawn stepping over his mother's seedlings of coriander all over again. "I... I... was..." I stutter as his smile broadened, the surprise settling in. "Are you nervous?" "I am here because one of their horses had colic and needed emergency surgery." I say taking a deep breath and bringing my wits about to myself. "Yes, you wanted to become a doctor. Congrats, Dr. Ajooni Randhawa." He said, as I smiled. "And you wanted to become a cricketer. Congratulations for that... Mr. Shubman Gill."

she isn't just helping these kids, she's healing them. written by samastika aka blushingbabe this story is complete <3

Shubman Gill never wanted distractions. His bat, his career, his runs - that was his entire world. But when his parents - who otherwise never demanded anything - asked him to fulfill just one wish, he couldn't refuse. They wanted him to marry a girl chosen long ago, an old family promise. The girl? Anaya Sharma. The loud, chaotic, extroverted girl he hated since childhood - his self-declared "arch-rival." Unknown to the world, unknown to teammates, with zero media involvement - this marriage was to be absolutely private. Hidden behind closed doors. But how do you hide a fire when opposites like them collide? NB: PHOTO CREDIT TO ALL THE ORIGINAL CREATOR. THANK YOU! 🤍

Shubman gill , The Prince of Indian cricket , total charmer with his dimples and well built body . Punjab da munda. Amayra Sharma , a sweet cute bubbly girl who is a simple working woman focusing on her dreams . What happens when they r tied into an arranged marriage with each other . Will love spark between them or will it ruin their lives ? 1 in #hardikpandya on 28th April, 2026 1 in #ipl on 13th May, 2026

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction He's India's golden boy of cricket. She's chasing a name of her own in sports media. Neither of them believes in this kind of love story. Fresh off an international series in London, Shubman Gill wants nothing except peace, practice, and distance from unnecessary emotions. Marriage? Not on his list. Not now. Maybe not ever. Until his mother says one sentence he can't escape: "Just meet her once, for me. If you don't like her I'll not force you again." A family friend's daughter. Smart. Independent. Beautiful. One meeting. No expectations. Rutvi Mathur has just returned from the USA-career finally taking flight, applications sent to top sports channels, dreams bigger than ever. A poised media presenter, a die-hard cricket lover (with an unapologetic soft spot for Virat Kohli), and absolutely not someone who planned on marrying young. But her mother insists. A proposal has come. The boy is a superstar. Surely she knows him. Rutvi agrees-only to think about it. Only to meet him. --- Two people pressured into a meeting they don't believe in. Two lives built on ambition, discipline, and distance. One conversation that was supposed to end politely... and be forgotten. But some meetings don't end when you walk away. Between shared silences, honest conversations, and a comfort neither of them expected-lines begin to blur. Feelings grow quietly. Slowly. Dangerously. Because what happens when just one meeting starts to feel like home? A slow-burn arranged-marriage story where love doesn't rush in- it waits, lingers, and changes everything.