Smriti has just landed her biggest contract yet: renovating a historic, crumbling mansion in the hills. The catch? The firm she's forced to work with is run by Harman, a woman who treats a sledgehammer like a magic wand and thinks "aesthetic" is just a fancy word for "expensive."

Due to Smriti and Jemimah's curiosity they became a part of a Crime Scene and later dragged Harman with them to help them out of the situation !!! (Yeh sirf ek fanfiction h toh kripya kr ke isse dil pe na le, kahi aur lein...Thank You. {This is just a work of fanfiction, so please don't take it to heart. Take it somewhere else instead... Thank You.})

One photo. One rumor. One fake relationship. Vice-Captain Smriti Mandhana is caught in a scandal just before the Women's World Cup. To save her and the team, Captain Harmanpreet Kaur pretends to be her girlfriend - but pretending soon starts feeling dangerously real. A sapphic romance of cricket, lies, and unexpected love.

On the field, they're unstoppable. Off the field, they're navigating the game of love-and it's anything but easy. A Harmandhana Story ft. Radhemah and IWCT

Love wasn't in their plans; fortunately, fate didn't ask for their permission. An IWCT Fanfiction

S > I left the field five years ago when the only heartbeat that mattered stopped in my arms. I promised I'd never let anyone get that close again-until I was assigned to protect a woman who refuses to stay in the shadows. H > My father calls this protection; I call it a gilded cage. I've spent thirty-seven years breathing filtered air and watching the world through bulletproof glass. Then he hired a ghost to guard me, and for the first time, I actually feel like I'm in danger of losing my heart. A Harmandhana Story.