𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 ' 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 & 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.

Two years ago, in a stadium roaring with chants and flashing lights, 𝗞𝗮𝘃𝘆𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗶 stood up... and booed 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗮 after a disastrous spell. Her best friend captured the moment. Posted it on Twitter with a savage caption. It went viral overnight. Memes. Trolls. Edits. The world laughed. But Harshit remembered her face. Now, fate has a twisted sense of humor. Fresh out of college, Kavya lands a job in the PR department of Harshit's IPL team - determined to build a career and bury the most embarrassing moment of her life. She convinces herself he won't remember. At first, he doesn't. Until one heated argument. One accidental slip. And suddenly, the past crashes into the present. "𝘊𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘯?" he smirks. The teasing starts. Public digs. Private jokes. Relentless banter. But somewhere between sarcastic comments and stolen late-night conversations, the lines begin to blur. The cricket star and his former troll find comfort in each other. Soft confessions replace sharp words. And what started as revenge begins to feel dangerously real. There's just one problem. She isn't only the girl who booed him. She's also his best friend's ex. A truth she's desperately hiding. Because in a world of flashing cameras and fragile reputations, some secrets don't just break hearts - they end careers. And this time, going viral might cost her everything.

An arranged marriage was never part of their plan. Nitish Kumar Reddy lives a fast-paced life filled with cricket, pressure, expectations, and constant public attention. Quiet, reserved, and emotionally guarded, he has no interest in love beyond responsibility. Sameera Reddy is independent, warm, and used to a completely different world of cameras, films, and media scrutiny. Marriage was supposed to be simple for her - not something that would change her entire life. But when their families arrange a match between them, two strangers are suddenly pushed into the same world. What starts with awkward conversations, careful smiles, and uncomfortable silences slowly turns into something softer... something real. Between chaotic family dinners, Telugu traditions, cricket tours, media attention, emotional misunderstandings, balcony conversations, festivals, laughter, and quiet late-night talks, Nitish and Sameera begin building a love story neither of them expected. Not loud. Not perfect. Just honest. A slow-burn arranged marriage romance about finding comfort in the most unexpected person... and turning a house into a home.

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

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 1 in #ipl on 24th May , 2026 1 in #shub on 1st June , 2026 1 in #aditihundia on 3rd June , 2026

"Har cheez apne waqt pe acchi lagti hai, Aur ek tum ho jo har waqt acche lagte ho."

Under the roaring lights of the stadium, where every run is counted and every mistake is magnified, love was the last thing on Devdutt Padikkal's mind. A rising star of Royal Challengers Bangalore, Dev knows pressure, discipline, and the weight of expectations. His world revolves around cricket-clean shots, big scores, and proving himself, match after match. But everything changes when Aishwarya Krishnan walks into his life. Confident, composed, and fiercely independent, Aishwarya is the team's manager-the one who holds everything together when chaos threatens to take over. She doesn't get distracted. She doesn't mix emotions with work. Until him. What begins with stolen glances and playful teasing slowly turns into something deeper-something neither of them planned for. Between match-day pressure, dressing room chaos, teasing teammates, and the constant noise of the crowd, their story unfolds in quiet moments- in soft smiles across the stands, in whispered words after victories, in jealousy that burns just a little too real, and in love that grows stronger with every challenge. But love in the spotlight isn't easy. Misunderstandings creep in. Possessiveness tests boundaries. And the fear of losing each other becomes just as real as the fear of losing a match. Yet, through every high and low, one thing remains constant- He plays his best game when she's watching. And she finds her calm in the chaos... when she's with him. Because in a world ruled by scoreboards and expectations- this isn't just a love story. It's a story of choosing each other, again and again... beyond the boundaries.

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

~𝓐𝓹𝓷𝓲 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓺 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 ~ "Please try to understand... it's better we part ways. It's better that we stay away from each other. Once, I loved you, Ekansh..." Her voice wavered, her lips trembling as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "Don't destroy that love I had for you six years ago by doing this," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. "No matter how many times you say that we should part ways... I can't even think of being separated from you again. Six years ago, I walked away from you in my hatred, but now, it's that very hatred that will keep you bound to me," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞. . . . . 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐗 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 (Check Prologue)

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐣 𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚, 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢." "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐣 𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚, 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐚." 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 🌸𝕋ℝ𝕆ℙ𝔼𝕊🌸 ~𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ~𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ~𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 ~𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. ~𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐗 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧 16/11/25 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 26/12/25 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 31/12/25 #2 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 24/12/25